Who: The New Arrivals When: Day 36, Dawn Where: The jungle, approx. half a mile NE of Camp Crash II Invited: Everyone Status: Complete
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"I'm Peyton!" a blond woman called back to Romana. Romana moved closer to her as the woman continued to talk. "Do you remember how you got here? What about you? Do you have any idea of where we are, or how we got here?"
"No idea," Romana said. "The last thing I remember..."
Fire. Death. Destruction.
"I don't want to remember that, but it was a long way from here. A very, very long way. I think I lost consciousness, but that was to be expected. I expected to die, but here I am..." She looked down at herself again, putting her hands in her pockets. "Although apparently I did regenerate, so I probably was pretty close to it."
Her hand closed around something in her pocket, and she pulled it out. She recognised it immediately - her sonic screwdriver. A fairly simple, rather battered almost-cylinder of a Gallifreyan composite plastic with a few controls and the patina of much use. She smiled at it, and replaced it before the foot of another unconscious person caught her attention.
Slowly, she crouched down and studied the two people laid out next to each other under the mushroom. Another human woman, black, quite pretty. The other one...
"Doctor," she breathed, reaching out a hand, but refraining from touching him. "So you survived as well."
Marie pondered for a few seconds on whether she should go and check to make sure that was her "borrowed" grocery cart, but decided to check things out in the clearing first. If it was her cart, and merely waiting for her, it could wait a little while longer.
"I certainly was not here when I last had consciousness," she allowed. "I seem to be in one piece, however." She looked over at her companions... some conscious, some not. The clearing seemed harmless, if a bit strange with the mushroom-styled sculpture. She tried to decide between helping the people out and checking out the cart. The cart lost, and so she started looking around, noting which of the people around her were unconscious. Marie ducked under the "mushroom" and dragged a dark-haired woman out, hoping that she'd wake up before Marie had to do something more extensive, like check for injuries and shake her awake.
"So all of us just woke up here, without any memory of how we got here," Romana said, crouching beside the dark-haired woman Marie had pulled out from under the mushroom. She felt the woman's neck and temples. "I think she'll wake up soon," she said. "Much like we did, probably. Did you notice we were all laid out in a pattern around this thing? Like spokes of a wheel..."
She rose again and strode to peer into the trees, then looked up at the sky, frowning. "On the bright side, for you humans, we do seem to be on Earth. Looks like Earth, anyway." She bounced on her toes. "Feels like it too. Somewhere tropical. I was thinking I could do with a holiday."
“Us humans?” Peyton asked, frowning at that statement, and even the one before it about how Romana “regenerated.” (Just what the hell is this?) She asked herself as she tucked her useless cell phone back into her pocket. She looked at Marie then, frowning even further. “I wasn’t here, either,” she admitted softly. “I was in my hotel room…In London.”
Her shoulders slumped again before she dragged her hands through her curls and left her hands interlocked behind her head in slight frustration. At that point, Peyton just went quiet for now as she tried to gather her thoughts. She, too, had noticed that they were all placed around the stone mushroom…
“I’m going to go see if I can see anything from the beach…Or something.” She’s not sure why she felt she should tell them where she planned on going, but she did. She turned away from the group then before heading out towards the beach. Before she really got far, though, she found a coffin in the sand. “Nice,” she muttered under her breath before glancing back to the others. “And we have a dead guy over here,” she called out to them. Kneeling down beside the coffin, she brushed her hand over the top of the capsule and looked inside briefly. She lifted her eyes to the group and frowned again, even more confused now than before.
"Beach, what beach?" Marie asked, thinking she'd missed something. Maybe because it was tropical, the girl thought there would be a beach nearby? It wasn't an assumption that Marie wanted to make right at the second. Of course, the sand might be a clue that she was incorrect.
She wandered over to the capsule. "And a... stasis capsule?"
Okay, this was weird, though not weird enough for her to feel confused. Obviously, wherever she landed had aliens - for the blond woman who had differentiated herself by saying she wasn't one - and stasis capsules. But then again, Marie lived in a world where magic could and did happen, so she wasn't going to react adversely. "Cool. In more than one sense of the word. Marie Brown, by the way. From Haven, Illinois, kinda."
"No idea," Romana said. "The last thing I remember..."
Fire. Death. Destruction.
"I don't want to remember that, but it was a long way from here. A very, very long way. I think I lost consciousness, but that was to be expected. I expected to die, but here I am..." She looked down at herself again, putting her hands in her pockets. "Although apparently I did regenerate, so I probably was pretty close to it."
Her hand closed around something in her pocket, and she pulled it out. She recognised it immediately - her sonic screwdriver. A fairly simple, rather battered almost-cylinder of a Gallifreyan composite plastic with a few controls and the patina of much use. She smiled at it, and replaced it before the foot of another unconscious person caught her attention.
Slowly, she crouched down and studied the two people laid out next to each other under the mushroom. Another human woman, black, quite pretty. The other one...
"Doctor," she breathed, reaching out a hand, but refraining from touching him. "So you survived as well."
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"I certainly was not here when I last had consciousness," she allowed. "I seem to be in one piece, however." She looked over at her companions... some conscious, some not. The clearing seemed harmless, if a bit strange with the mushroom-styled sculpture. She tried to decide between helping the people out and checking out the cart. The cart lost, and so she started looking around, noting which of the people around her were unconscious. Marie ducked under the "mushroom" and dragged a dark-haired woman out, hoping that she'd wake up before Marie had to do something more extensive, like check for injuries and shake her awake.
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She rose again and strode to peer into the trees, then looked up at the sky, frowning. "On the bright side, for you humans, we do seem to be on Earth. Looks like Earth, anyway." She bounced on her toes. "Feels like it too. Somewhere tropical. I was thinking I could do with a holiday."
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Her shoulders slumped again before she dragged her hands through her curls and left her hands interlocked behind her head in slight frustration. At that point, Peyton just went quiet for now as she tried to gather her thoughts. She, too, had noticed that they were all placed around the stone mushroom…
“I’m going to go see if I can see anything from the beach…Or something.” She’s not sure why she felt she should tell them where she planned on going, but she did. She turned away from the group then before heading out towards the beach. Before she really got far, though, she found a coffin in the sand. “Nice,” she muttered under her breath before glancing back to the others. “And we have a dead guy over here,” she called out to them. Kneeling down beside the coffin, she brushed her hand over the top of the capsule and looked inside briefly. She lifted her eyes to the group and frowned again, even more confused now than before.
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She wandered over to the capsule. "And a... stasis capsule?"
Okay, this was weird, though not weird enough for her to feel confused. Obviously, wherever she landed had aliens - for the blond woman who had differentiated herself by saying she wasn't one - and stasis capsules. But then again, Marie lived in a world where magic could and did happen, so she wasn't going to react adversely. "Cool. In more than one sense of the word. Marie Brown, by the way. From Haven, Illinois, kinda."
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