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But this was just ridiculous.
The Doctor was lying on his side, curled up about as tightly as his frame would allow, covered in the obligatory layer of slime and nothing else, unmoving, and looking quite uncomfortable despite the softness of the fleshy floor supporting him. Of course it wasn’t really the floor that was bothering him-it was this whole situation, this nasty taste in his mouth and this sudden rush of vertigo and this voice that called itself Stacy, who is ( ... )
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Axel tilted his head, pulling his finger back only to jab it into the man's back again. The redhead seemed not to care that they were both naked. Odd.
"Are you dead?" Poke. "You were talking a minute ago, so I don't think you're dead, but it's possible, after all, and the point of life is to embrace possibility!" Poke. "Hey." Poke. "Where are we?" Poke poke.
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Eyebrows lifting, he rocks back onto his heels, elbows resting on his bent knees.
"I don't remember dying, and I'm pretty sure I'd remember that. Remembered it the first time, anyway," Axel says, looking thoughtful for a minute before flopping onto his butt and tossing the thought to the winds. Not that there are any winds inside of Stacy, but hey, figures of speech don't have to be relevant. When in Rome, do as Axel does.
"Name's Axel. Got it memorized?" That grin of his is far too cheeky for his own good. If "the Doctor" was wise, he would smack the redhead now. Maybe it would damage Axel's ego. Which would be good. Kind of.
"Doctors give me the willies."
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And play along he did. “Quite,” the youthful blond cocked his head, wiping off bits of slime from his person with a disdainful sniff-though, in the effort of keeping good relations, he made an attempt to humor him. “So you will have met me before, have you?”
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"Not really, no. Unless you're, like, the archetypal doctor that started the whole phenomenon, and you manifest a small amount in each and every medical professional on all the planets. Then I will have met you before."
He pauses, rubs a bit of slime off his own forehead, and grins.
"You're just as confused as I am, aren't you?"
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“Frankly I wouldn’t be surprised if that were the case,” came the surprisingly sarcastic and arrogant reply-Axel was rubbing off on him already, apparently-“But this is irrelevant. Yes, these events are rather unexpected, and I would dearly love to know what is going on.”
He paused to stand up, feeling modest at first but, considering that no one else was clothed either, he got his wits back in short order.
“…No clue?”
One can hope, right?
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"Not a one," he responds with that same grin and that same flippant tone and Jesus, he needs to get this stuff out of his hair...
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So what better way to distract himself than to do some investigating? Suddenly the Doctor’s brain emerged from its fuzzy haze of time confusion and proceeded to scold him for not looking around earlier. He thus obligingly began observing his surroundings, getting a good feel for the area, adding this information onto what Stacy already told him…
“…Well at any rate we’ve been in stasis for some time,” came the first observation, mostly from a sudden flare of odd saltiness still lingering on his tongue, “Long enough to require mineral supplements…”
Was Axel still listening? Maybe? Probably not?
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Interesting guy, all things considered. Maybe he'll stick around for a while.
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