Charlie Walker has received Jack's warning, and is closing in on the Doctor. He won't stop him from fighting a war if he has to, as long as he's not fighting it alone. Of course, given the Doctor, he'll most likely try to.
Try, but not succeed. Charlie takes his calling damned seriously.
Meanwhile Elena Guerrero is also looking for the Doctor,
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Most of the people who come here are friends of the Doctor's. She likes them. And, hey, new people! :D
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She blanks her mind, concentrating on one thing: Nobody here! Just... void. She knows better than to try and lie telepathically. So her best bet is to just try really hard to give the impression of Nothing There. She hopes.
Meanwhile, she's looking around for the TARDIS itself. Just... avoid that thing. The Doctor's the target, and she doesn't want to get tangled up with anyone or anything else.
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Most finite things respond with more mental activity when she says hello, not less. She's too sensitive to let that blanking trick work, and what it does get is more of her interest. She gives Elena a few solid pokes, logging her as a Very Odd Thing.
:: {I} == entity.{'TARDIS'} == :D ::, she transmits. :: you == friend{»Doctor} ?? ^_^ ♥»entity.{Doctor}{Pilot} && ♥»entities{plural{friends«»Doctor}} !! ::
She's not a threat! Really! She just wants to be friends.
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Fine. ¿Dónde está el Doctor? she thinks. Where is he? If she just thinks about her need to find him, and nothing else... Estoy buscandalo. I'm looking for him.
She's ready to retreat if she has to, just get the hell away from that thing and come at the Doctor from another angle.
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He's in the basement of the Conrad now. A strangely empty basement, but he's not going to complain about that. There's some technology in here he wouldn't be able to find anywhere else in this timeline, and he's currently in the Rift room, sitting cross-legged on the floor and fiddling with something he pulled off the Rift machine, while Des' guardian angel hovers nervously in the doorway. He could really use the TARDIS right now, he keeps thinking. But she's a bit far away to call psychically, so that will just have to wait... If he's got any time to wait.
The Doctor's not having the best day ever, and he hasn't even heard about the angel that's supposed to kill him.
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Oh, fuck no.
He heads for the basement, wings coming out the moment the elevator doors close, and starts methodically searching for his idiot ward. By the time he actually finds him, he's had a chance to notice the state of the basement, which is... Alarming, in a completely different way.
"You know," he says thoughtfully, standing in the doorway to the Rift room, "Only you would walk into archangel territory when they're out to get you. ...Considering it's the last place they'd look, that might be brilliant, but forgetting me puts you ten points to the side of really fuckin' dumb."
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Grace is still hovering in the hall, halfway between the Rift room and the medical room with her back against the wall. "There's no one here anyway," she says quietly to Charlie. "Just me and Mitsuki and Martin. And Alma. Not that you know who any of those people are, probably, but... harmless. Or not really, but they won't hurt him." And she'll hear before they get back. They'll call, to let her know who's wounded and how badly.
The Doctor ignores Grace's words, shifts around so that he can lean under the machine and detach a part of it with his sonic screwdriver. "How much do you know about what's going on?" That was probably directed at Charlie.
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He nods at Grace, "Yeah, I'd noticed that. Still doesn't mean I like my ward running into enemy territory." He's not mad at her... In fact, he's inclined to be sympathetic to another guardian anyway.
He moves closer to the Doctor, wings spread slightly. He knows a few things, like not to hover too close, and to stay out of his light when he's working on something. But he's still going to stay close, because he likes being here not-at-fucking-all.
"I know Romana ordered an assassination team to hit Torchwood, and you're cleaning up Jack's mess," he says, voice deadly soft. "I know that thanks to this, and given how empty it is here, we've passed being on the verge of a war, and are probably already there. ...And I know that you like to run off alone so no one around you gets hurt."
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