Who: New November Arrivals, Greeters, & anyone else who happens to be hanging around the Tower Apartments to greet newcomers.
When: Month of November (Please Specify Date & Time in Thread Header)
Where: The Sector 4 Baseball Diamond, Parking Lot & Lobby of the Tower Apartments
Summary: This is your catch-all one stop log for arrival interactions!
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Shortly the blonde vigilante discovered that she wasn't alone in the pitch blackness of the night. She fought her way to the relative safety of the dugout she found using a flashlight from her utility belt.
By the time dawn was approaching Stephanie Brown had some dim idea of what had happened to her but no clue why. She was expected and someone would come to greet her any moment. It wouldn't do well for Batgirl to be discovered and Stephanie to have no place to go until they forgot about her.
She waited in her underwear for someone to come to the rescue, her uniform safely hidden where she could retrieve it the next night.
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But when he saw... something, no someone nearby, all those thoughts of Core stalking left his mind (or were at the very least pushed back). Was it really that time again?
...Of course it was. More Newcomers arriving and still the Doctor was stuck here. Stuck here with the TARDIS and Amelia Pond, and no closer to finding his way out of here.
But no time to think about that. Someone needed his help (not that he could see them clear enough just yet).
"Hello there!" He called, moving a little closer to the dugout.
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"Hello? Who's there?" She called in return, huddling against the bit of wall that was kept warmer than the rest by her stolen body heat.
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Now, he'd been around girls plenty of times. Everyone had. Well, everyone who didn't live on certain planets in certain corners of the galaxy, but let's not think about those people just right now. The point was, here was a girl who looked like she wasn't wearing anything of substance In November. In Canada.
"You're..."
Probably freezing.
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Looking him over, she assessed his threat level. It was suspicious that he hadn't given her his name, but the way he walked and what she could see of his body through his clothes told her that she could take him in a fight. Overall she wasn't horribly concerned. She relaxed a little and tried to smile.
"The name's Stephanie. I swear it was warmer when I went to bed."
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