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Did someone say Dora?

Who: Sharon and ANYONE
Where: All over. She's getting the lay of the land.
When: Day 3
Warnings: None

Sharon exits yet another building and makes some notes on a notepad. She figures Coulson already has much of the information, a rough map of the town, perhaps, but Sharon has been going through with more attention to detail, taking measurements to see if she can find any hidden partitions, counting how many cameras are in a building, going through the papers of previous occupants, anything. She supposes something might be hidden in the books in the library, but she'll talk to Lydia about helping her go through that.

More than once, she's paused to stare at the cameras, and from time to time, her hand inches toward her gun. But she only has so much ammo, and her hand always drops back down. An axe will do just as well if she can find one.

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The Doctor was sitting on one of the four docks on the northside of the island. His trouser legs were rolled up and his feet were in the water as he sat tinkering away at some project of his. He too had noticed the cameras, but it was vague to figure out where the cords ended without digging up a huge trail, given his best estimate was they lead to the thick forest and it'd take alot of time and effort to keep tracking it through there. Right now, he was attempting to build exactly that, a little robot drone that could scan and follow electricity sources.

He managed to find some basic tools in the back of the closet in the house he picked out with Martha and figured since the place was abandoned, no one would mind his borrowing. Having no sonic screwdriver was a pain in the ass. So he was stuck being 80% less efficient and taking longer than he'd desire without it. Also, being so domestic was strange.

"Hello!" He saw the woman walking around a few yards away from him and he waved. There was a small community here, it seemed, everyone being just as confused as the next person the how's and why's of this place. Making friends should be the easy part.

Sharon was thinking much the same thing, though getting to know people outside of assignments was easier said than done. Nonetheless, she smiled and waved before walking over. "Hi." She held out her hand. "I'm Sharon."

She studied his robot with open curiosity. She wasn't entirely sure what it was, but she knew he was trying to build technology from post-seventies.

"What are you working on?"

He takes her hand, smiles, "I'm the Doctor!" The moment made him briefly think of when he first met Rose, but shaking his head, he turned back to his little contraption.

"This? A robot, well... one day it will be. I don't have my usual tool, so it's going to take everything I can find and make for it to work." At the moment he wasn't feeling confident about it, but it was just that. A feeling. Hopefully. "I'm curious about those cameras in the rooms. Have you seen them?"

"Just the Doctor?" Doctor of what?

She took a step back and crouched beside the robot. "I've seen them. Even tried to take mine apart but couldn't." She didn't touch the robot, but she moved to look at it from different angles. "Do you need any parts? You're welcome to look over at my place if that robot means getting rid of the cameras."

"Simply the Doctor." He responded and put down his pathetic excuse for anything at this point. There were not digital display screen for him to use, so it was all made out of pieces of old kitchen appliances.

"Do you have anything that looks... well, current?" Everything in the house he claimed looked to be before 1970 with a few exceptions. Heck, even the lab at UNIT was better than this place, and that was saying something.

"Afraid not. It looks like the most advanced tech around here is in the cameras." She holds up her wrists. "Or if you can use these things, feel free. What are you trying to accomplish, anyway?"

"I've figured out the wires to the cameras go into the woods. From there, I'm uncertain and I'm hoping to build something like a sonar to figure out their path. Well, it's all a hope at this rate. I'm really rather limited." He rubbed at his eyelid as he kicked his feet a bit in the water.

Finally he glanced up, "I'm a bit of a scientist. I'm not good at.. domestic."

She was going to have to specify when she was talking to other doctors in the area, wasn't she? Or she could give him a codename. Doctor Strange, perhaps.

She sat beside him and leaned forward, studying the water beneath the dock. Part of the dock had been broken, and if she didn't miss her guess, there was a boat down there.

"That's smart." And terrible if it's true. She'd sent Logan that way, straight to them like some sacrificial berserker, murderous lamb.

"I'm not really suited to domesticity, either. One way or another, I'm going to get out of here before I go nuts."

He smiles, "I think everyone will go stir crazy in just a short while." He really was speaking of himself. The last time he was stuck in one place for a length of time was when he was exiled on Earth, but at least he had an entire planet. Well, that wasn't entirely true, there was that time he thought he'd be stuck on a space station with Rose, and the year that never was with the Master....

Ok, so he had actually been stuck for lengths of time often. This was only the 3rd day, so probably by the 10th, he'll have everything figured out. No need to panic.

"Other than the cameras, have you noticed anything else.. off?"

Sharon got to her feet and walked alongside the perimeter of the dock. Where was the ladder to go down?

"Are you familiar with multiverse theory?"

She straightened, her hands on her hips. No barnacles, either. Odd. Come to think of it, she hadn't seen cats or dogs, either. She left the dock to get a clump of grass before coming back and lowering herself over the edge of the dock. If it were sulfuric acid, they wouldn't be on the dock right now. But some part of acid that kept some forms of life at bay, perhaps? Or had the barnacles been scraped off?

"Yes, of course! How are you familiar with it?" He sets the robot aside, watching her. Was she planning on going into the water?

Then she walks off and comes back with grass, causing his brows to furrow. What was she looking for? Now he was puzzled.

She stretched until she had dipped the grass in the water, careful not to get her hands wet. She set the grass on the dock and pulled herself back up effortlessly. "Have you touched the water, Doctor?" She nodded to the grass. "And would you mind avoiding it until I see if the grass is affected? And if you've touched it, it would be smart to wash off."

They can talk about multiverse after she's sure he isn't negatively affected.

His feet were already in the water. It was too late on that aspect. "Are you concerned about the acid level?"

He reaches down, touches the water, then brings it up to his mouth. "Mm, yeah. Acid." He looks back at her, "Not terribly strong, just enough to be noticeable, although it could affect you after longer periods of time." Blink. Blink, "Is that what you're wondering?"

She stares at him. "That's exactly what I'm wondering, yes." And he'd just put it in his mouth.

"Are you joking right now? Because I don't have time for jokes, Doctor. And if you're serious somehow, do I need to get you medical attention, or is it not harmful unless in large doses?"

She closes her eyes. If he had truly just done that, how had he done it? Think, Sharon.

"What are you?" Mutant? Some sort of super? A new kind of alien?

"Not joking at all. See this face? Definitely not joking." Although he was smiling a bit. He couldn't help it; he loved it when he was right.

"Nope! I'm fine, just as you'd be alright... only in small quantity of course, but the fish we'd consume... eh, over time it might be a bit harmful." And then her question, "Time Lord! Hello!" He happily waved his hand to her as if they were meeting for the very first moment.

Wonderful. She might not be able to get Kurt his fish after all.

Her face was impassive as she listened, only her eyes moving as they followed his hand. "A time lord. What is that, exactly?"

"From a planet long lost and no longer in existence; I'm the last one from the planet Gallifrey." You'd think reciting that over and over would get easier, but the pain and bitterness still lingered.

"Where are you from?"

"Planet Earth," she said dryly. "Virginia. There are still a few Virginians left, though."

She looked down at the water before turning back to the Doctor. "The chemicals in the water. Can you tell what they are?"

"I can, just give me a little time and I can figure it out." He smiles brightly. Finally, something he can really do! Only limited resources were going to make this quite the process.

"Is there anything else you're rather curious about, well, beyond this whole place?" Despite staying up all night the past two nights, he hadn't really done much for exploring, sadly.

Her smile is wry. "Everything in this place. I want to know as much as possible so we have a chance of getting out of here." She opens her mouth to continue, then pauses. She wants to tell him to work with someone else who can verify his findings - it isn't as if she knows him, after all. But not everyone here is SHIELD, and not everyone here will believe SHIELD has authority there. Technically, she supposes it doesn't, but they need structure in this place. But bottom line, she has to find a way to communicate with civilians - even possibly insane ones - if she wants any of this to work.

"Would you mind if I asked someone to confirm your results?"

Yes, he'd like that too, to get out. So far, everything seemed rather unremarkable beyond the cameras being everywhere, which was just plain unsettling and even more so when they repair themselves after tampering with them. He did get zapped when he tried pulling them off and changing the settings himself, nor that he admitted it.

"And who would that be?" Granted he hadn't met that many people, but no one stood out as to being someone credible as himself.

"At the moment? I have absolutely no idea. The scientists I trust most are back home. The two people I know here aren't exactly skilled in chemistry." Well, Logan wasn't. Maybe she could ask him to taste the water, though. Someone must have tried to poison him before, she's sure. Maybe he took notes.

"I'll ask around. I don't mean to insult you, Doctor. It's just that we've never met and I want to be absolutely certain before I tell others about it." Or at least the general population.

He nods, "I understand... But! I assure you can trust my findings." He grins and hops to his feet. "Well then! I suppose I'll have to grab some vials to collect and do some testing, aye?"

Aye, och.

She smiles up at him. "That would be ideal. Thank you, Doctor." She looks over the edge of the dock again, musing about the possibility of a boat beneath the water and what might happen to a new one. "We'll get out of here one way or another. I promise."

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