[btc] Found and Lost: Sarah Jane Smith
the follow on to http://desert-music.livejournal.com/40099.html?#cutid1
now that they've found Sarah Jane
Harry: I suggest all three of us go and check out this cafe. After all, *smiles at Quatre*, you did help me over here. The least I can do is buy you lunch as well.
Quatre: If you're sure.
Sarah Jane: We're sure. *Smiles at Harry* We can use my car if you would like and I can give you a ride to wherever you are parked later.
Harry: *nods* very sure. *concerned* Your car wasn't near the school was it? *doesn't want Sarah Jane Smith near this John smith chappie again*
Sarah Jane: It was, but I moved it. It's parked just outside. I'm surprised you didn't see it.
Harry: (turns slightly pink) I must have overlooked it. *knows he was distracted*
Quatre: *can't help but smile* Don't worry about dropping me off later. It's a short walk, and it's a nice day.
Harry: *holds open door to police station* *gestures* After you.
Sarah Jane: *Smiles* Always the gentleman, Harry. *walks out into the sun and waits for you both to follow*
Harry: *thinks that sometimes he may be too much of a gentleman..but knows its too ingrained, especially around ladies. Waits for Quatre to pass as well*
Quatre: *exits the police station* Thank you, Harry. *waits for you* *follows you both, watching the way you interact and your body language* *smiles sadly, knowing what it's like to feel like your love is unrequited*
Harry: You're welcome. *follows into the sunshine* *offers Sarah Jane an arm.* Shall we?
Sarah Jane: *smiles and takes your arm* *walks over to my car* *sees K9's head come up as he sees me approach* Umm, Harry ....
Harry: Yes?
Sarah Jane : *glances at Quatre* I have an old friend with me.
Harry: Ah. *thougth the 'old friend' was disfunctional*..Not quite sure how to cover this* Do you need me and Quatre to see you out? you look like you've jammed in a bit.
Quatre: *notices something moving in the back of Sarah's car* *frowns* *senses Harry's shift in mood* *glances between the two of you*
Harry: *motions to Quatre* Better stand back, make sure Sarah Jane can get out **hopes k-9 is functional enough to understand 'be quiet' as an order*
Quatre: *nods* *frowns more as the car isn't that full and her vision should be fine* *hesiantly, wondering just how good a driver she is* Do you need some help in backing out?
Sarah Jane: *gives Harry a look* No, thank you, I'm fine. *unlocks the car, hoping K9 will have enough sense to stay quiet as we have a guest*
Harry: *sighs and gives in. Realises I've upset you, but was hoping you'd pick up on what I was thinking....* *gets in the back to cede the passenger seat to Quatre*
Quatre: I can sit in the back if you'd like, Harry.
Harry: Are you sure? *gets out to trade places*
Quatre: *smiles* Quite sure. *wants to take a look at whatever is in the back of the car* *has an uneasy feeling about it*
Sarah Jane : *risks a look in the rearvision mirror at K9* *mouths 'be quiet'(
Harry: *waits for you to get out, then gets in and buckles up*
Quatre: *gets into the back seat* *looks around for the seat belt*
Harry: its tucked next to the seat, on the door side *knows the problems of the seat belts well*
K9: *swivels head as Q is looking the other way* *ears turn towards new occupant, then towards Harry*
Quatre: Thank you. *hunts for seat belt* *sees movement out of the corner of my eye* *turns around* *immediately on alert* There's someone in here.
K9: *Recognises Harry from previous experiences, catelogues* *turns back to Quatre*
Harry: Well, yes, all three of us are in here.
Quatre: *gives Harry a look as if to say I'm not an idiot* *calmly* There is something in the boot.
Sarah Jane: *glances at Harry* *hurriedly* That's my dog. He's asleep and I didn't want to disturb him. I'm sorry, I should have warned you.
Harry: *clears throat* Shall we go?
Quatre: *sees something move again* *the movement seems almost mechanical* *forced brightness* What kind of dog is he? I'm sorry, I hope I haven't disturbed him.
K9: *is catelogueing intruder* *uses sensors to pick up as much as he can* *picks up trace unfamiliar molecules* *Analyses*
Quatre: *is watching movement very carefully* *hand goes to side for gun I no longer carry*
Sarah Jane: He's an umm, unusual breed. Quite unique
K9: *analysing...analysing...compound matched. Compound can only be created in space. Compound should not exist in this time. Danger! Overrides activated* Danger Mistress!, Danger!
Harry: *groans*
Quatre: *reaches for my knife* *Places myself between K9, Harry and Sarah as the blanket falls off* What the hell?
K9: *scans through chair with new scanner* *sees object, recognises knife* Intruder alert!
Sarah Jane *Sigh* He is a friend, K9. Friend.
Harry: Did I mention both Sarah Jane and I are Doctor Who fans? *Tries for casual tone*
K9: Affirmative Mistress. Friend is armed, Mistress.
Quatre: *slowly* No, you didn't. *Pauses* This isn't a toy. *watches K9 warily, knowing something like this doesn't exist in this time, let alone mine* *holds up my knife* It's just a knife. *to K9* I don't mean any harm.
K9: K9: Knives can kill. Put down your knife
Harry: *from the front* Quatre won't hurt us. He's going to put the knife away, then you can stand down. *looks over at K-9, wonders when Sarah Jane managed to get him fixed*
Quatre: *raises an eyebrow* Interesting programming. *wonders if this is similiar to the technology used for mobile suits, but you seem too cognitive for that* *nods* I'm putting my knife away. *slides it back into my boot*
Sarah Jane: Good dog. Stand down. *wonders just what the Doctor did to him, as he's never done this before*
K9: *catalogues hiding place*. Affirmative Mistress.
Quatre: *watches Harry and Sarah's reactions* *keeps one wary eye on K9* *casually* What kind of weaponry does he carry? *thinks if he doesn't you won't react, ifhe does, it gives me more information*
Harry: Have you ever seen Doctor Who, Quatre? Are you familiar at all with K-9 as a companion?
Quatre: *nods slowly* Just the recent episodes and I've read a couple of books* *shakes my head* Sorry, no. *focuses my empathy* *Frowns* *Your emotions don't mesh with your words*
Harry: Ah. K-9 was one of the fourth doctors companions for a while. The BBC had several props, some of which were naturally hollow and some which were more complex. K-9 over there was the latest model.
Sarah Jane : He's very advanced. A friend gave him to me. *watches Quatre* *has a feeling he's not buying this*
Harry: Most of K-9's role in the tv-series was what you and I would call technical support. *is watching Quatre's body language and also concluding he's not buying this*
Quatre: *very slowly* He is very technologically advanced. *gives Harry a pointed look*
Harry: *quietly* yes, he is.
Sarah Jane: *glances at Harry again* My friend has some rather advanced resources. *gives K9 a look, noticing how he's watching Quatre very carefully even though I've told him to stand down* K9 is quite harmless, I assure you *adds to myself, if he considers you a friend*
Harry: Shall we carry on?
Sarah Jane : *starts the car and starts backing out of the parking lot* You both must be very hungry.
Harry: *looks over sharply* you need to eat as well. You can't run on adrenaline forever.
Quatre: *knows a change of subject when I see one* *keeps one eye on K9* *decides I'll talk to Harry later* *settles back against the seat, trying to figure out what I'm missing* *hand authormatically goes towards my knife again* *forces myself to withdraw it*
K9: *watches Quatre carefully* *Keeps sensors and laser trained on Quatre when his hands go towards his knife. Decides Mistress and Master could be acting under duress. Fuzzy logic supports this with a small probability*
Sarah Jane: *half an eye on K9 through the rear vision mirror* *murmurs, knowing he will hear me* K9, stand down. Good boy.
K9: *Swivels ears around once, twice, hears...stands down. For now. *
Quatre: *frowns, thoughtfully, working through possible scenearios none of which make sense* *knows this technology is far in advance from anything I've seen**knows K9 is watching me* *keeps my movments slow and careful* *Notices you didn't answer my question about weaponry*
Harry: *directs Sarah Jane to the cafe I saw earlier*...*notices to my consternation that it is closed. * oh. I think its closed.
Sarah Jane : *parks the car* There is one nearby that is usually open. It's only a few minutes walk.
Harry: *nods, gets out*
K9: *butts against the back door. Butts again...Tries to follow* *points laser at lock, fires very fine beam*....
Quatre: *is still getting out of the car* *looks around as I hear a very familiar sound* Bloody hell! What is this thing?
K9: *hook of the boot latch neatly cut in half*..*pushes against boot*
Harry: *smells faint whiff of smoke, turns around, sees K-9 pushing against the boot*..Stop that K-9!
Sarah Jane Bad dog! *wonders again just what the differences are between this model and the last one*
K9: Affirmative, Mistress. *pushes against the boot again* *boot swings open*
Quatre: *gets out of the car* *carefully puts some distance between K9 and myself**is subconciously in battle stance, ready to move* *gives Sarah and Harry a pointed look* I repeat, what other weaponry does it possess?
Harry: *gets out and walks around, examines latch to the boot for a moment. Realises we'll have to jury-rig repairs before the hatch will close again* *turns* Would you believe me if I said that he's never done this before?
Quatre: *shakes my head* Sorry, but no. *is still watching K9 carefully* What is this, exactly? This technology is a little too advanced. *knows you will know what I mean*
Sarah Jane: Stay, K9. I am perfectly safe. Quatre does not mean me or Harry any harm.
K9: Negative Mistress.
Sarah Jane *frowns* You're supposed to be programmed to follow my orders, K9.
Harry: *looks over at Sarah Jane, Looks back at Quatre. Walks over to Sarah Jane, reaches over and hands her a small black box*. I'll see you at the flat. *walks over to Quatre*. Lets go for a walk and I'll explain what I can.
K9: Only if those orders do not contravene your safety Mistress.
Sarah Jane: Harry, I'm sorry, I don't know what's got into him. *gives K9 a glare* You don't need to leave. What about lunch?
Quatre: *would normally offer to leave, but isn't sure either of you are particularly safe with this...thing*
Harry: *gives K-9 a measured look*. *notices lack of rust*. *looks over at Sarah Jane* I think we both know what got into him. You should definitely eat. I'll see you soon Sarah Jane *puts hands in pockets and walks over to Quatre*
Sarah Jane:*looks at Harry* *knows he's figured it out* *quietly* I was going to tell you. It was only a few hours ago.
K9: *accesses secondary protocol. needs to keep Master safe. Primary protocol overrides secondary protocol. Keep Mistress safe. swivels between Master and Mistress once or twice, stays with Mistress*.
Harry: *tries to smile* Tell him I sent my regards. *starts walking away* *to Quatre* Coming?
Quatre: *hesitates* Is she safe with......that? You said it hasn't done this before.
Harry: *is concentrating very hard on putting one foot in front of another*. Yes. K-9 won't hurt her. *is absolutely certain of that*
Sarah Jane : He's gone, Harry. I don't think he'll be coming back. *softly* I'm sorry. *watches your leave* *sighs*
Harry: *hears...doesn't dare hope you're right*...
Quatre: *gives Sarah a nod* I'm sorry. I didn't mean to cause you any trouble. *eyes K9* I trust you know what you're doing. I'm sure we will meet again. *hurries to catch up with Harry*
K9: *watches Master and Intruder Quatre leave. Waits until they are outside the perimeter. stands down*
Sarah Jane : *watches you both leave* *Sighs* Bad dog, K9. You owe Master an apology
K9:yes Mistress. What for, Mistress?
Sarah Jane:We upset him, K9, and made him leave. *watches him walk into the distance* *decides I will phone him later, or maybe it's time I visited him at work as it's the least I owe him*
K9: Master is in danger, Mistress.
Sarah Jane :*shakes my head* Quatre is his friend, K9. You're over reacting.
K9: Negative Mistress.
Sarah Jane : I don't know what the Doctor did to you or whether I like it in. *stares at the box in my hand* *opens it* *eyes wide* Oh, Harry. *takes it out and looks at it*
K9: Master upgraded my programming Mistress. *scans box and item discreetly*
Sarah Jane: *dryly* So I've noticed. How kind of him to tell me, but really why should I be surprised. *runs my finger over the marble decanter in my hand* *Snifs the perfume* *smiles* *quietly* Thank you, Harry. *fastens the pendent around my neck* We're going home now, K9.
K9: Yes Mistress * *waits in the boot, having never left it*
TBC
edited as oops: comments now possible.
now that they've found Sarah Jane
Harry: I suggest all three of us go and check out this cafe. After all, *smiles at Quatre*, you did help me over here. The least I can do is buy you lunch as well.
Quatre: If you're sure.
Sarah Jane: We're sure. *Smiles at Harry* We can use my car if you would like and I can give you a ride to wherever you are parked later.
Harry: *nods* very sure. *concerned* Your car wasn't near the school was it? *doesn't want Sarah Jane Smith near this John smith chappie again*
Sarah Jane: It was, but I moved it. It's parked just outside. I'm surprised you didn't see it.
Harry: (turns slightly pink) I must have overlooked it. *knows he was distracted*
Quatre: *can't help but smile* Don't worry about dropping me off later. It's a short walk, and it's a nice day.
Harry: *holds open door to police station* *gestures* After you.
Sarah Jane: *Smiles* Always the gentleman, Harry. *walks out into the sun and waits for you both to follow*
Harry: *thinks that sometimes he may be too much of a gentleman..but knows its too ingrained, especially around ladies. Waits for Quatre to pass as well*
Quatre: *exits the police station* Thank you, Harry. *waits for you* *follows you both, watching the way you interact and your body language* *smiles sadly, knowing what it's like to feel like your love is unrequited*
Harry: You're welcome. *follows into the sunshine* *offers Sarah Jane an arm.* Shall we?
Sarah Jane: *smiles and takes your arm* *walks over to my car* *sees K9's head come up as he sees me approach* Umm, Harry ....
Harry: Yes?
Sarah Jane : *glances at Quatre* I have an old friend with me.
Harry: Ah. *thougth the 'old friend' was disfunctional*..Not quite sure how to cover this* Do you need me and Quatre to see you out? you look like you've jammed in a bit.
Quatre: *notices something moving in the back of Sarah's car* *frowns* *senses Harry's shift in mood* *glances between the two of you*
Harry: *motions to Quatre* Better stand back, make sure Sarah Jane can get out **hopes k-9 is functional enough to understand 'be quiet' as an order*
Quatre: *nods* *frowns more as the car isn't that full and her vision should be fine* *hesiantly, wondering just how good a driver she is* Do you need some help in backing out?
Sarah Jane: *gives Harry a look* No, thank you, I'm fine. *unlocks the car, hoping K9 will have enough sense to stay quiet as we have a guest*
Harry: *sighs and gives in. Realises I've upset you, but was hoping you'd pick up on what I was thinking....* *gets in the back to cede the passenger seat to Quatre*
Quatre: I can sit in the back if you'd like, Harry.
Harry: Are you sure? *gets out to trade places*
Quatre: *smiles* Quite sure. *wants to take a look at whatever is in the back of the car* *has an uneasy feeling about it*
Sarah Jane : *risks a look in the rearvision mirror at K9* *mouths 'be quiet'(
Harry: *waits for you to get out, then gets in and buckles up*
Quatre: *gets into the back seat* *looks around for the seat belt*
Harry: its tucked next to the seat, on the door side *knows the problems of the seat belts well*
K9: *swivels head as Q is looking the other way* *ears turn towards new occupant, then towards Harry*
Quatre: Thank you. *hunts for seat belt* *sees movement out of the corner of my eye* *turns around* *immediately on alert* There's someone in here.
K9: *Recognises Harry from previous experiences, catelogues* *turns back to Quatre*
Harry: Well, yes, all three of us are in here.
Quatre: *gives Harry a look as if to say I'm not an idiot* *calmly* There is something in the boot.
Sarah Jane: *glances at Harry* *hurriedly* That's my dog. He's asleep and I didn't want to disturb him. I'm sorry, I should have warned you.
Harry: *clears throat* Shall we go?
Quatre: *sees something move again* *the movement seems almost mechanical* *forced brightness* What kind of dog is he? I'm sorry, I hope I haven't disturbed him.
K9: *is catelogueing intruder* *uses sensors to pick up as much as he can* *picks up trace unfamiliar molecules* *Analyses*
Quatre: *is watching movement very carefully* *hand goes to side for gun I no longer carry*
Sarah Jane: He's an umm, unusual breed. Quite unique
K9: *analysing...analysing...compound matched. Compound can only be created in space. Compound should not exist in this time. Danger! Overrides activated* Danger Mistress!, Danger!
Harry: *groans*
Quatre: *reaches for my knife* *Places myself between K9, Harry and Sarah as the blanket falls off* What the hell?
K9: *scans through chair with new scanner* *sees object, recognises knife* Intruder alert!
Sarah Jane *Sigh* He is a friend, K9. Friend.
Harry: Did I mention both Sarah Jane and I are Doctor Who fans? *Tries for casual tone*
K9: Affirmative Mistress. Friend is armed, Mistress.
Quatre: *slowly* No, you didn't. *Pauses* This isn't a toy. *watches K9 warily, knowing something like this doesn't exist in this time, let alone mine* *holds up my knife* It's just a knife. *to K9* I don't mean any harm.
K9: K9: Knives can kill. Put down your knife
Harry: *from the front* Quatre won't hurt us. He's going to put the knife away, then you can stand down. *looks over at K-9, wonders when Sarah Jane managed to get him fixed*
Quatre: *raises an eyebrow* Interesting programming. *wonders if this is similiar to the technology used for mobile suits, but you seem too cognitive for that* *nods* I'm putting my knife away. *slides it back into my boot*
Sarah Jane: Good dog. Stand down. *wonders just what the Doctor did to him, as he's never done this before*
K9: *catalogues hiding place*. Affirmative Mistress.
Quatre: *watches Harry and Sarah's reactions* *keeps one wary eye on K9* *casually* What kind of weaponry does he carry? *thinks if he doesn't you won't react, ifhe does, it gives me more information*
Harry: Have you ever seen Doctor Who, Quatre? Are you familiar at all with K-9 as a companion?
Quatre: *nods slowly* Just the recent episodes and I've read a couple of books* *shakes my head* Sorry, no. *focuses my empathy* *Frowns* *Your emotions don't mesh with your words*
Harry: Ah. K-9 was one of the fourth doctors companions for a while. The BBC had several props, some of which were naturally hollow and some which were more complex. K-9 over there was the latest model.
Sarah Jane : He's very advanced. A friend gave him to me. *watches Quatre* *has a feeling he's not buying this*
Harry: Most of K-9's role in the tv-series was what you and I would call technical support. *is watching Quatre's body language and also concluding he's not buying this*
Quatre: *very slowly* He is very technologically advanced. *gives Harry a pointed look*
Harry: *quietly* yes, he is.
Sarah Jane: *glances at Harry again* My friend has some rather advanced resources. *gives K9 a look, noticing how he's watching Quatre very carefully even though I've told him to stand down* K9 is quite harmless, I assure you *adds to myself, if he considers you a friend*
Harry: Shall we carry on?
Sarah Jane : *starts the car and starts backing out of the parking lot* You both must be very hungry.
Harry: *looks over sharply* you need to eat as well. You can't run on adrenaline forever.
Quatre: *knows a change of subject when I see one* *keeps one eye on K9* *decides I'll talk to Harry later* *settles back against the seat, trying to figure out what I'm missing* *hand authormatically goes towards my knife again* *forces myself to withdraw it*
K9: *watches Quatre carefully* *Keeps sensors and laser trained on Quatre when his hands go towards his knife. Decides Mistress and Master could be acting under duress. Fuzzy logic supports this with a small probability*
Sarah Jane: *half an eye on K9 through the rear vision mirror* *murmurs, knowing he will hear me* K9, stand down. Good boy.
K9: *Swivels ears around once, twice, hears...stands down. For now. *
Quatre: *frowns, thoughtfully, working through possible scenearios none of which make sense* *knows this technology is far in advance from anything I've seen**knows K9 is watching me* *keeps my movments slow and careful* *Notices you didn't answer my question about weaponry*
Harry: *directs Sarah Jane to the cafe I saw earlier*...*notices to my consternation that it is closed. * oh. I think its closed.
Sarah Jane : *parks the car* There is one nearby that is usually open. It's only a few minutes walk.
Harry: *nods, gets out*
K9: *butts against the back door. Butts again...Tries to follow* *points laser at lock, fires very fine beam*....
Quatre: *is still getting out of the car* *looks around as I hear a very familiar sound* Bloody hell! What is this thing?
K9: *hook of the boot latch neatly cut in half*..*pushes against boot*
Harry: *smells faint whiff of smoke, turns around, sees K-9 pushing against the boot*..Stop that K-9!
Sarah Jane Bad dog! *wonders again just what the differences are between this model and the last one*
K9: Affirmative, Mistress. *pushes against the boot again* *boot swings open*
Quatre: *gets out of the car* *carefully puts some distance between K9 and myself**is subconciously in battle stance, ready to move* *gives Sarah and Harry a pointed look* I repeat, what other weaponry does it possess?
Harry: *gets out and walks around, examines latch to the boot for a moment. Realises we'll have to jury-rig repairs before the hatch will close again* *turns* Would you believe me if I said that he's never done this before?
Quatre: *shakes my head* Sorry, but no. *is still watching K9 carefully* What is this, exactly? This technology is a little too advanced. *knows you will know what I mean*
Sarah Jane: Stay, K9. I am perfectly safe. Quatre does not mean me or Harry any harm.
K9: Negative Mistress.
Sarah Jane *frowns* You're supposed to be programmed to follow my orders, K9.
Harry: *looks over at Sarah Jane, Looks back at Quatre. Walks over to Sarah Jane, reaches over and hands her a small black box*. I'll see you at the flat. *walks over to Quatre*. Lets go for a walk and I'll explain what I can.
K9: Only if those orders do not contravene your safety Mistress.
Sarah Jane: Harry, I'm sorry, I don't know what's got into him. *gives K9 a glare* You don't need to leave. What about lunch?
Quatre: *would normally offer to leave, but isn't sure either of you are particularly safe with this...thing*
Harry: *gives K-9 a measured look*. *notices lack of rust*. *looks over at Sarah Jane* I think we both know what got into him. You should definitely eat. I'll see you soon Sarah Jane *puts hands in pockets and walks over to Quatre*
Sarah Jane:*looks at Harry* *knows he's figured it out* *quietly* I was going to tell you. It was only a few hours ago.
K9: *accesses secondary protocol. needs to keep Master safe. Primary protocol overrides secondary protocol. Keep Mistress safe. swivels between Master and Mistress once or twice, stays with Mistress*.
Harry: *tries to smile* Tell him I sent my regards. *starts walking away* *to Quatre* Coming?
Quatre: *hesitates* Is she safe with......that? You said it hasn't done this before.
Harry: *is concentrating very hard on putting one foot in front of another*. Yes. K-9 won't hurt her. *is absolutely certain of that*
Sarah Jane : He's gone, Harry. I don't think he'll be coming back. *softly* I'm sorry. *watches your leave* *sighs*
Harry: *hears...doesn't dare hope you're right*...
Quatre: *gives Sarah a nod* I'm sorry. I didn't mean to cause you any trouble. *eyes K9* I trust you know what you're doing. I'm sure we will meet again. *hurries to catch up with Harry*
K9: *watches Master and Intruder Quatre leave. Waits until they are outside the perimeter. stands down*
Sarah Jane : *watches you both leave* *Sighs* Bad dog, K9. You owe Master an apology
K9:yes Mistress. What for, Mistress?
Sarah Jane:We upset him, K9, and made him leave. *watches him walk into the distance* *decides I will phone him later, or maybe it's time I visited him at work as it's the least I owe him*
K9: Master is in danger, Mistress.
Sarah Jane :*shakes my head* Quatre is his friend, K9. You're over reacting.
K9: Negative Mistress.
Sarah Jane : I don't know what the Doctor did to you or whether I like it in. *stares at the box in my hand* *opens it* *eyes wide* Oh, Harry. *takes it out and looks at it*
K9: Master upgraded my programming Mistress. *scans box and item discreetly*
Sarah Jane: *dryly* So I've noticed. How kind of him to tell me, but really why should I be surprised. *runs my finger over the marble decanter in my hand* *Snifs the perfume* *smiles* *quietly* Thank you, Harry. *fastens the pendent around my neck* We're going home now, K9.
K9: Yes Mistress * *waits in the boot, having never left it*
TBC
edited as oops: comments now possible.