gotosleep_idiot | May & June Test Drive

The Doctor stares out at the foggy plaza laid out before him, eyeing the vague shapes of buildings rising up in the distance. He glances briefly back at the building behind him, with its massive doorway (it makes him uneasy; what would need such a large entryway?) before he starts walking in a random direction. Better to discover where he is himself, instead of staying where he'd been put.

He might find where they put the TARDIS, too. Whoever 'they' are.

"Hopefully this is the right direction..." Then again, if he doesn't know where he is, wandering off can't get him any more lost, right?

There's a young boy with blonde hair running around Nautilus.

(No, not that one.)

This boy is practically vibrating with excitement as he goes into stores, trying on hats, and sampling different types of candy. As he spins around he nearly runs into a passerby, but, manages to hop aside at the last second, narrowly avoiding a collision.

"Oh! Guten tag!" He's all smiles, giving a small wave to his newest friend.

{ooc: SUUUUUPER tentative but! }

Wake. She thought it was Naofumi calling out to her to wake her up for another day of training, but when she rubbed her eyes as she woke, she froze, realizing it was -not- a familiar place. Not in the least. The unfamiliarity sent chills through her, as her first thought was confusion: Where was she?

Her second was of panic. She didn't see her Master. He would be angry, wouldn't he, that she wasn't at his side? Oh no.. oh /no/. Even if he was a much nicer master than her first, he could still be very very angry. So anyone in the neighborhood (or in earshot) would see a small half-raccoon girl of about ten, with a slave collar and iron shackles on her wrists and ankles, quickly making her way through the foggy plaza, looking increasingly worried and anxious as she picked a random direction and proceeded to walk. "..Master..? Master Naofumi...?" See, she's a good girl, she's actively looking for him, she's not running away..!

[.one.]

Why was she waking up? Hadn't she just woken to the sound of the ocean and the feelings of sand under her fingers? And now, here she was again, waking from a dream she couldn't clearly remember. Except this time, she isn't on the beach, there aren't familiar, friendly, faces around her.

So she did all she could do. She got up and started to explore, steel boots tapping on the ground as the bluenette tries to get an idea of her new surroundings.

[.two. network.]

Hello. I'm Master Aqua- well, I suppose it's just Aqua now.

[If she seems tired, it's because she is. This is all a lot of take in after ten years of sitting on the Dark Margin. Or had it been more?]

I'm a Keyblade Master but I can't use my magic or Keyblade anymore. I'm still combat trained though, my Master trained me since I was very young. If anyone needs help like that, I'd be glad to offer my skills.

Otherwise, I don't suppose anyone here knows about Keyblades?

First Waking

"Yeah yeah, hold on, I hear you. Wake. Got it. Thought I was supposed to be the one showing you around this ti...." the words died in her throat. Bad choice of words, that. Worse was that she couldn't see Heather. Anywhere. "Wait, where'd you get off to?" She asked, frowning. "Where is this anyway? Not any world I've been to yet." She picked a direction and started walking. "Heather?"

Well, she could walk and she'd find Heather, or be found by her. Either way, Bill was glancing at every body of water, even a puddle as she went. Might as well explore while she looked. S'what they Doctor would do if he was alive, right? If he were here. She meant. Course he was alive. She refused to believe otherwise. Where there were tears, there was hope, right? That was why she didn't stop the tear that rolled down her face as she walked. Well, that and it would make it easier for Heather to find her, wouldn't it?

B. For those in or around the Tardis

Exploring hadn't turned up Heather. It had turned up many bodies of water, all sorts of beings, those nifty teleportation pads that really should have come with instructions, and then.....

A familiar blue box.

Alright, so it looked a little different, maybe. But who knew, different could be good, right? So long as different didn't mean Missy answered the door, Bil could accept different, could embrace different. If it meant the Doctor was alright, she could accept a lot of things.

She found her legs racing up the stairs till she got to the box, tears spilling down her face. NEver much appreciated crying before. Downright loved it now, headaches and all. She pressed a hand against the door, then leaned in close, trying to listen. Not that it ever helped. Not that she'd admit to ever having tried that before. But... it felt... the same but different. She wasn't sure different how. But... she'd find out. Not what mattered. What mattered was that the Doctor was okay.

She pounded on the door. "Doctor! Doctor let me in! I knew you couldn't be dead, not really. Not you! Let me in Doctor! We're not dead! I've got the most amazing thing to tell you too! And have you seen this world yet? Doctor?" He had to be there. Let him be there! She pounded again. "Doctor? Nardole?" Did the Doctor get Nardole? Must have done. "Will one of you let me in already?"

Hiro is familiar enough with portals. Less creepy voices in his head, but honestly, with the last few months he's lived, he's willing to roll with it. Try and figure out what it all means.

At the very least he's not being immediately assaulted after his kidnapping.

If it was a kidnapping. Really, the strange portal thing might mean this is just some weird accident. Though he'd THINK there's be scientists or SOMEONE around when activating strange portals.

And it is very strange.

"There has to be a power source somewhere," he says to himself, looking all around the area. Sometimes even climbing up the sides to try and find some kind of access panel. What are safety concerns when you're trying to figure out how a thing works?

1. Arrival

While she's seen rivers and the like out the window of her wagon, Katenka has never been allowed to venture out towards them. She cannot swim, after all, and the twelve year old is not particularly athletic looking. Still, she can't help being drawn to the beach in this strange place she's arrived in, breathing in deeply the smell of the salty air, the thick humidity of summer. Carefully, the light haired girl walks towards the ocean's edge, mesmerized by the sight.

So lost in her thoughts, she almost doesn't notice the other person on the beach. When she catches sight of them, she straightens up as if caught doing something wrong, expression carefully neutral. Smoothing out her dress, she speaks politely, with a New England accent.

"Pardon me, I didn't see you. Would you happen to know where we are?"

2. Search

When it hits her what she's lost, Katenka drops all decorum and begins running around, lifting up her skirts to keep from tripping on them. She had it when she arrived, she's sure of that. Did she drop it? Did she put it down? It scarcely matters; such powerful magic needs to be kept away from unknowing people who might misuse it, accidentally or otherwise. Panic starts to rise up in her as she bolts through the city streets, retracing her steps at a brisk pace, a blur of white clothes and white hair and wide eyes.

The second she finds someone, she forgets entirely her own lack of speaking skills and anxiety and grabs ahold of them by the arm, face a portrait of fear. "Please - have you seen a box? A black wood box, with golden snakes painted onto it in spiraling patterns? It's very important!"

3. Network

H... hello? [When not on the spot or motivated by danger, she finds speaking is difficult, but the little radio she's found intrigues her, and she fiddles with it. This place is vast, bigger than anywhere she's ever been before in her life. Now that Katenka has found her hard-fought for freedom, she finds it more confusing than elating.] My name is Katenka, or Trinket, if you prefer. I, ah, I don't know where I am. I need a place to stay. I know that's a lot to ask, but please, I need to stay out of sight. There's... there's someone I need to stay away from who might have followed me here, wherever here is. Please, can someone tell me where I could go to stay safe?

[Unaware she's on video, she doesn't know to hide the fear or tiredness in her face and eyes. She's obviously younger, maybe twelve years of age, with a tension to her demeanor that suggests this is just as serious as it sounds. For a moment her eyes glisten as if with tears, but she takes a deep breath, collects herself and hits the off button on the video.

Time to get moving. If no one else will save her, she will save herself. She always does.]

[[OoC: Will probably be re-posting this in the July-August test drive when it goes up, we'll see how well I re-connect with Sasbrat here. ]]

A. Action - Bending Training, East District

Katon: Goukyakuu no Jutsu!

It all began when he learned what Bending was. While it seemed strange to be able to create literally anything from it, Sasuke was able to get a grasp on it quite easily. After all, it basically mimicked chakra -- it was inner energy and will, which meant he could train it as he had in the past.

Unfortunately, with the requisite hand seals and his energy build, the fireball produced was... Less than impressive. It was barely the size of a baseball.

He gave a frustrated growl, taking a breath before trying again. It was almost like when he was a kid, trying to learn that technique for the first time again. His chakra reserves were low like when he was a kid too, which was all the more frustrating -- he didn't know if he could train up quickly, especially with the ever-present thought of a certain someone arriving there in Nautilus as well.

So, he practiced. Exhaustively, he formed the hand seals required for the technique. Snake, Ram, Monkey, Boar, Horse, Tiger. Gather energy, breathe out. Still the size of a baseball. He'd try again. Again, and again, until he could say he regained his old strength and beyond. At least here, he didn't have to worry about the curse seal taking over his chakra.

But, the boy possibly failed to see just how exhausted he was getting for his efforts. Maybe it's something someone should point out to him?

B. Network - Audio

I need to know. What are the chances that certain people would appear here?

[ A pause, and he adds onto it. ]

And... If there's a limit on who can appear.

[Soft velvet tones with an under current of anger, grace audio channel tonight.]

I must confess, I find your city's so-called "Paris" district to be an atrocity. A Paris without her Palais Garnier, is an insult to all of France, let alone Paris.

That garish tower needs to go, now.

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