With the bulk of people on the island all filing into places such as the Compound and Rec Center to escape the torrential rain, Sookie had taken to making the trip back to her hut every evening, not wanting to take up precious space more appropriately left to children or those with weak constitutions. While the hut was sturdy, however, the endless rain had resulted in a few roof leaks here and there, to the point that it wasn't unusual to feel water dripping on her face in the early morning
( ... )
Mornings in the Compound were nothing Jenny was particularly fond of. They were too noisy, too crowded, everyone wanting to get to breakfast and keeping different hours. Sleeping in wasn't too difficult, but she'd preferred to wake up in the home she and Wendy shared. The weather had deprived her of that, though, the strong, persistent wind and rain making living underground an impossibility. They'd managed to salvage what was important, but for weeks, now, had been living in an empty room, and she had long since grown sick of it.
Getting out of bed was a slow process, and something she had only just begun doing when the world changed around her, more quickly than she even had a chance to grasp. Where there'd once been a pile of clothing was now some foliage, her bed replaced with a tree, and more importantly, she was no longer standing in a room, but outside, drenched to the bone in a matter of seconds. In no position to act on anything other than pure instinct, she shrieked, nearly losing her balance in the mud but managing,
( ... )
Rory stared with wide eyes as a pretty blond soaking wet (but who wasn't right now) woman wrapped up in a blanket came out from the trees. He was pretty sure this wasn't an attack -- Could attacking things get in the TARDIS? -- but it wasn't reassuring, whatever it was.
"You... are... not an Egyptian goddess, I'm guessing?" he said, pointing a finger at her in an off-hand but certain way, like she might disappear if he didn't keep note of her presence but he was too distracted to really do anything serious about it.
Another voice jerked his head around in that direction, and Rory glanced back at the woman uncertainly. "Is that?"
Ten seconds in and he was hoping to find a rampaging Egyptian goddess. Who to blame: Amy or the Doctor? Eh, didn't really matter just then. "What's that?" he said instead, switching tactics and pointing his other finger in that direction.
"What, like Cleopatra?" Sookie asked, not sure what relevance the man's question had to he situation they were in- the terrain didn't seem anything like the image of Egypt that she had from watching The Mummy, and if anything, it looked more or less like Tabula Rasa. Aware of the body switching that had occurred only a month prior, Sookie froze suddenly in place, wondering if there was a similar explanation for her sudden displacement. "I don't look like an Egyptian goddess, do I?"
Tugging on a lock of her hair, Sookie breathed a relieved sigh, as much as was possible in their surroundings, at the sight of blonde. The feeling was short-lived, however, as Sookie stepped a little closer, still trying to orient herself and hoping for clues that would explain the current state of affairs. Before she reached the man, however, she heard a shriek and yells from further back and quickly stumbled toward the familiar voice.
"Jenny? Jenny, oh cheese and rice, you're here too- so we're still on the island somewhere after all," Sookie called
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"Sookie, oh my God," Jenny said on an exhale at the sight of the other woman, resisting the urge to reach out and hug her solely because she was dripping wet, not that it would have made a bit of difference. She was freezing, thin clothes plastered to her body, leaving her unable to refuse the blanket, as much as she might have wanted to. Even with it wrapped around her, she was beyond grateful that at least she'd put on a bra already, not wanting to give that kind of show to anyone, though she suspected it wouldn't have mattered, being inevitable. It didn't look like any of the three of them had planned on this
( ... )
One Jenny, one Sookie, and no Egyptian goddesses, madmen with boxes or red-haired wives. The wee-his-pants fear hadn't set in yet, but it fluttered against Rory's chest as he took a long look at their surroundings, turning in a tight circle as it politely begged him to consider giving in. But he'd done this before. He'd faced unfamiliar surroundings and great big questions with no answers
( ... )
The jacket served almost as a sort of peace offering, from Sookie's point of view, and she accepted it gratefully, nodding her head with a quiet 'thanks' and immediately setting on wrapping Jenny in it, although she kept the blanket wrapped still outside of the jacket. Sookie had a fair amount of regard for her own existence, always strove to survive no matter how difficult the circumstances, but the fact still remained that she cared about the welfare of others more, much of the time. Jenny was young, Jenny had great potential, Jenny had so many people who cared for her on the island and was more or less a younger sister to Sookie herself- there was no way that Sookie was going to put her own health above the younger girl's, if she could help it
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As much as it would have been the more polite thing to do, Jenny could decline neither blanket nor jacket, looking between the other two figures wide-eyed as she took in their conversation. With everything happening so quickly, it was really only just sinking in that none of them had any idea where they were, a fact more worrying than she was entirely comfortable with. That they were still on the island was a comfort, but only just; it didn't give them any bearings now, any idea of which way to go, and Rory didn't even know about this place to begin with. Basically, as far as she could see, they were fucked.
"Yeah, it's... it's complicated and weird and I really wish we could explain it better, but neither of us know how it works," she offered, not wanting to be totally useless, ducking her head, rain plastering her hair to her cheeks and back. "This is not usually how people show up, but this isn't really normal weather for us, either. Or normal at all. We should - can we walk? I don't know which way to go, but we'll probably figure
( ... )
The apologetic glance was taken with an awkward little nod. He knew what he was getting into in offering her his jacket, so he really didn't need it pointed out to him again. Besides, he felt strangely patronized by the look and decided, for the sake of his own well-being, that this wasn't a woman he wanted to upset.
Rory took their explanations with a series of nods that achieved little but making him look like a bobble-head doll, thinking all the time of his own explanation. Something happened in the TARDIS. Maybe they veered off course. Maybe the Silence got them already; then again, there wasn't a lot of silence around here, just rain. Maybe they got transported out of the TARDIS and someone was holding it prisoner. Maybe holding the Doctor prisoner. Maybe holding Amy prisoner. The more Rory thought about it, the more he knew -- even if he didn't really know -- that they needed to get moving
( ... )
If the man's appearance didn't seem to inspire too much confidence, the fact that he seemed to be reacting more calmly than either Sookie or Jenny only made the former suspicious. Of course, Sookie's suspicions were more often met with curiosity than aggression; she wondered if Rory was accustomed to being thrown around from place to place, if he had dealt with such pocket realities before. It was even possible that he was a being conjured up by the island or somehow crafted specifically for the sort of hijinks that it was putting them all through at that moment. The problem was, there really was no reason to either trust or mistrust Rory, and given the fact that staying put for a rescue party could potentially take days and leave them all ill, there seemed to be no other choice than to nod. How much did they have to lose?
Or, really, maybe they had too much, and that was the problem
( ... )
"I, uh," Jenny began, suddenly unsure of herself, feeling put on the spot, though Sookie's question was an entirely natural one. Her instinct, of course, was to say that no, she wasn't okay, how could she be, when they had no idea where the hell they were or how to get back to the closest approximation to civilization they had, but it wouldn't have been entirely true, and anyway, panicked though she may have been, she didn't want to worry the rest of them. That she had other people here was enough of a relief; that one of them was Sookie, someone whom she inherently trusted, was even better. "I guess? I mean, not really, I'd be a lot better if we knew where we were going or if I at least had shoes, but... as okay as I can be, yeah."
She'd only barely paid attention to what had been said before that, but with a moment to process it now, she turned her attention once more to Rory, even while staying as close to Sookie as she could. "People have shown up together before, but it really doesn't happen all that often. It's more likely that
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Sookie's blunt reply, however unintentional it might have been, hit Rory like a slap in the face, unwarranted and unnecessary. Only a couple of minutes had passed; he wasn't even near ready to begin to consider that something was wrong (even though he knew it so obviously, definitely was) and was at least a week and thorough search of this place away from allowing the thought that neither Amy nor the Doctor were in the same mess as he to settle in like an unwanted guest. And then she had to go and throw the word "boyfriend" in, like she knew full well (when of course he knew she didn't) that his wife had been at his side, finally, miraculously, after two thousand years and some change. Like someone had shown her a toy dollhouse of Rory's life and she'd stomped all over it and left it muddy and wet
( ... )
The gall of the statement- or maybe it wasn't even gall at all, but instead the fact that everyone seemed so quick to make those hasty judgments about Sookie, all blonde and clueless and clearly sheltered- had Sookie blinking for a few moments. Who was Rory to say what she'd heard of and what she hadn't? Maybe if they had been warm and dry in the Compound, she would have corrected him. Challenged him to present something that would knock her socks off. But as things stood, Sookie had more than enough sense to know that it was best left until later to discuss, even if part of her was always tempted to ease people's hopes down a little upon arriving on the island. She didn't like waiting to watch their hopes to fall and shatter on the ground
( ... )
"Oh, you don't have to -" Jenny tried to protest, but Sookie's shoes were already off and she was already stepping into them, hurrying, then, to close the distance put between herself and the others in the few moments it had taken. The last thing she wanted was to risk getting lost out here; she didn't think either of them - or Sookie, at least - would leave her behind, but they were in enough trouble already, and she wasn't about to add to that. Stumbling forward, teeth worrying at her lower lip, she followed along, trying to stay at Sookie's side. Jenny prided herself on not being outwardly too clingy, but here in the middle of nowhere with a stranger, she supposed it was understandable
( ... )
About to snap a response at her (though it shouldn't really be called snapping as Rory did such things infrequently at best and usually when he had some better reason to be snappish than being soaking wet and alone), Rory spun around with a hand raised just as that sound reverberated through the forest. He stood, frozen, finger pointing to the sky and realized that they were all very, very unarmed. Suddenly he felt a bit more naked than either of the girls in their nightclothes.
"Right, we should... definitely just move away from... that," Rory said, dropping his hand a bit so as to waggle his finger in the direction of the sound. "Let's just... yeah, let's just keep moving. Maybe a little faster."
Feeling the curl of fingers over her arm, Sookie's hand immediately moved to cover Jenny's, clutching tightly and feeling no more reassured when Rory also began to clearly panic. It wasn't entirely the fact that he was the man of the group- although, being from a rather traditional region, the tendency to look to the 'man' of the house was instinctual- but instead the fact that he had clearly taken it upon himself to look over the both of them, fording a path through the forest, only to then lose so much of his resolve over whatever that sound had been. And where a leader fumbled, those who followed inevitably tripped, to the point that Sookie could only feel fear sliding down her back with a chill greater than the pouring rain
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Getting out of bed was a slow process, and something she had only just begun doing when the world changed around her, more quickly than she even had a chance to grasp. Where there'd once been a pile of clothing was now some foliage, her bed replaced with a tree, and more importantly, she was no longer standing in a room, but outside, drenched to the bone in a matter of seconds. In no position to act on anything other than pure instinct, she shrieked, nearly losing her balance in the mud but managing, ( ... )
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"You... are... not an Egyptian goddess, I'm guessing?" he said, pointing a finger at her in an off-hand but certain way, like she might disappear if he didn't keep note of her presence but he was too distracted to really do anything serious about it.
Another voice jerked his head around in that direction, and Rory glanced back at the woman uncertainly. "Is that?"
Ten seconds in and he was hoping to find a rampaging Egyptian goddess. Who to blame: Amy or the Doctor? Eh, didn't really matter just then. "What's that?" he said instead, switching tactics and pointing his other finger in that direction.
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Tugging on a lock of her hair, Sookie breathed a relieved sigh, as much as was possible in their surroundings, at the sight of blonde. The feeling was short-lived, however, as Sookie stepped a little closer, still trying to orient herself and hoping for clues that would explain the current state of affairs. Before she reached the man, however, she heard a shriek and yells from further back and quickly stumbled toward the familiar voice.
"Jenny? Jenny, oh cheese and rice, you're here too- so we're still on the island somewhere after all," Sookie called ( ... )
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"Yeah, it's... it's complicated and weird and I really wish we could explain it better, but neither of us know how it works," she offered, not wanting to be totally useless, ducking her head, rain plastering her hair to her cheeks and back. "This is not usually how people show up, but this isn't really normal weather for us, either. Or normal at all. We should - can we walk? I don't know which way to go, but we'll probably figure ( ... )
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Rory took their explanations with a series of nods that achieved little but making him look like a bobble-head doll, thinking all the time of his own explanation. Something happened in the TARDIS. Maybe they veered off course. Maybe the Silence got them already; then again, there wasn't a lot of silence around here, just rain. Maybe they got transported out of the TARDIS and someone was holding it prisoner. Maybe holding the Doctor prisoner. Maybe holding Amy prisoner. The more Rory thought about it, the more he knew -- even if he didn't really know -- that they needed to get moving ( ... )
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She'd only barely paid attention to what had been said before that, but with a moment to process it now, she turned her attention once more to Rory, even while staying as close to Sookie as she could. "People have shown up together before, but it really doesn't happen all that often. It's more likely that ( ... )
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"Right, we should... definitely just move away from... that," Rory said, dropping his hand a bit so as to waggle his finger in the direction of the sound. "Let's just... yeah, let's just keep moving. Maybe a little faster."
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