Who: Martha Jones-Smith (
drjonessmith), whoever wants to join her.
Where: The outlander community block
Format: Paragraph, past tense
When: May 25th, nighttime
What: Martha goes out for the first time at exactly the worst time possible; much pain ensues.
Warnings: Not sure yet...violence, probably. Maybe some cursing.
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She had no choice, really. )
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Nevertheless she followed the noise, leaning on the building for support. At the same time she used her other arm to pull her weapon into her free hand. Just in case.
"Link?" she repeated. Her voice was higher in volume than she expected. Pitch too. Was she getting nervous? Why? She thought back on her adventures, the monsters she had seen, the witches, the dangerous people. She should be prepared for anything, and she usually was. But the heightened fear remained. was it the Mist?
"Link?" She kept her gun before her as she proceeded.
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Link rounded the corner of the building, continuing forward with his eyes trained carefully ahead. His name drifted out from the Mist again (it was unnerving, the way it seemed to muffle everything just slightly) and he spoke, keeping his tone level and sure. "I'm here."
He was finally able to match a form, a face with her voice. Taking in the her tense posture, he held up a hand in greeting and in reassurance. A breath left him, and he felt something in himself relax now that he was in the company of another person, though he was still unsure of the situation they'd put themselves in.
"Is... everything alright?" Link eyed the unfamiliar object she had extended in front of her. 'Is that supposed to be a weapon? It's very small...' "What's that?" he asked softly, eyes curious and touched with a bit of apprehension.
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"Oh, hello!" She let go of the wall and offered her hand to him. "Link, right? I'm Martha, Martha Jones!" There was a brief pause before she released his eyes her still on her gun. "Oh this? Standard AK-47, nothing to worry about. I use it to shoot aliens, and since there don't seem to be any around..." She shrugged. "Just a souvenir from home."
"So, have you got your map? We'll probably want to find this ramen shop before the Mist gets any thicker."
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