004 [Location: The Barrier || Wilde (West] + [Voice]
After this
[ooc: Obviously this is backdated to the night of the Doctor's release from jail. Feel free to run into her at any point in this action or hit up her up with the voice]
She runs from the house, full tilt, breathless running because she can't watch him tell her goodbye. Not again. Not after everything she's done and how far she's come. She stops, not remotely aware of where she is and finds a hatch. All the running, all the fighting and the hopeless Doctor that is so obviously not her Doctor anymore have given her an idea. It's also activated the selfish streak in Rose. She replicates a backpack, her big gun and several bits of equipment. Most of it harvested from a dying TARDIS in a parallel world. It's equipment and technology UNIT used to find Donna and the Doctor in the first place. Once she's got her backpack full, she finds a tram map and heads out to the barrier. She's preoccupied, her mind turning over what she has to do, what she did before and how her goal is so much more specific now.
The tram stops and she jogs at a good clip until she gets to the barrier. The earpieces for a stethoscope go in, random bits of measuring equipment come out along with a note book and Rose goes to work, shoving her hair behind her ears and checking her measurements and equipment.
After a bit she looks up, grabs her device and turns it on, flipping it to voice. When she speaks her voice is calm, very cold, crisp and all business.
[Voice || Public]
Anybody out there that's got some experience with teleportation? Magic, science, genetic. Doesn't matter. I've some ideas and I'd like to bounce 'em off someone who knows a bit about this sort of thing
[Voice || Private to Ruby]
Ruby, mind popping over a bit? I'd like to take some before and after measurements in regards to your teleportation.
[Voice || Private to Sam Spade]
Could use a bit of your investigative skills maybe if you'd be willing to help out a bit?
[Voice || Private to The Doctor]
I'll need my TARDIS key back. You can slip it in the mail slot.
[ooc: Obviously this is backdated to the night of the Doctor's release from jail. Feel free to run into her at any point in this action or hit up her up with the voice]
She runs from the house, full tilt, breathless running because she can't watch him tell her goodbye. Not again. Not after everything she's done and how far she's come. She stops, not remotely aware of where she is and finds a hatch. All the running, all the fighting and the hopeless Doctor that is so obviously not her Doctor anymore have given her an idea. It's also activated the selfish streak in Rose. She replicates a backpack, her big gun and several bits of equipment. Most of it harvested from a dying TARDIS in a parallel world. It's equipment and technology UNIT used to find Donna and the Doctor in the first place. Once she's got her backpack full, she finds a tram map and heads out to the barrier. She's preoccupied, her mind turning over what she has to do, what she did before and how her goal is so much more specific now.
The tram stops and she jogs at a good clip until she gets to the barrier. The earpieces for a stethoscope go in, random bits of measuring equipment come out along with a note book and Rose goes to work, shoving her hair behind her ears and checking her measurements and equipment.
After a bit she looks up, grabs her device and turns it on, flipping it to voice. When she speaks her voice is calm, very cold, crisp and all business.
[Voice || Public]
Anybody out there that's got some experience with teleportation? Magic, science, genetic. Doesn't matter. I've some ideas and I'd like to bounce 'em off someone who knows a bit about this sort of thing
[Voice || Private to Ruby]
Ruby, mind popping over a bit? I'd like to take some before and after measurements in regards to your teleportation.
[Voice || Private to Sam Spade]
Could use a bit of your investigative skills maybe if you'd be willing to help out a bit?
[Voice || Private to The Doctor]
I'll need my TARDIS key back. You can slip it in the mail slot.