The Return

[nevermindtherunning]

Who: the Doctor, open
Where: the edge of the woods, by the ocean side. Southwest of the island
When: Day 34
What: The Doctor returns, and is surprised to find himself in a somewhat familiar location.

At first there were echoes of crashing waves in the distance, growing louder and more distinct when the Doctor finally opens his eyes. Odd... I don't remember landing-- He startles, sitting up only to feel something on his wrist and he quickly recognizes the communicator.

"I've been here before." But he didn't remember how he had left or how he had returned. Nor did he remember any events up to this point, as if his memory had been tampered. Resting his elbows on his knees, he sat there looking around before running hands through his hair.

After a while, he taps on the communicator, sending out a video to the network, "Hi! Hello! Anyone out there?"

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[primogen_vampirate]

Sometimes, looking good was better than feeling good. And Mina looked marvelous. She was wearing a ring on each finger and her favorite three piece suit. Her fedora was dipping down over one eye at a jaunty angle and she was swinging her arms as she strolled. These walks were one of her indulgences, a respite from the unending misery of the nightly grind Cape Kore had doled out to her. She served no purpose in this place, save for babysitting a bevy of baby vampires and their pet mage.

This was not how it was supposed to be.

But she whistled a sea shanty and smiled as she went, giving every impression of being perfectly content.

Although the whistling stopped when she heard someone calling out. "Nobody here but us chickens," she replied.

[nevermindtherunning]

Mouth agap, the Doctor looks around before seeing someone in the near distance. Quite an elaborately dressed woman if he ever see did one. Well, he actually had seen plenty! But none on his short time being here once before.

"At least we won't starve then." He replied out, realizing his joke was rather lame as he moved to his feet to come greet her.

"Erm, how long have you been here?" So much for proper greeting. His mind was too focused on the hows and whys right now.

[primogen_vampirate]

Mina liked dapper men and she liked practical people. True, there was something to be said for ostentation, but there was equally a need for survival instinct. And it wasn't like they were meeting at some sort of social gathering, really.

Needless to say, the stranger had made a good first impression.

"A little over a month," she replied. "The days tend to bleed into one another."

[nevermindtherunning]

"Over a month?" He pauses, looking around him, and then finally shrugs. "I was here before... but I don't remember how I escaped or how I got back. I don't really remember much of anything." It was a foreign concept to him, especially given his 900+ age, but perhaps senility was catching up to him.

He looks disappointed for a moment, then looks back to Mina, "Lovely outfit. Any particular occasion?"

[primogen_vampirate]

"Going out is always an occasion."

She paused, openly scrutinizing him for a moment. Here and gone? No memory? There seemed to be a bit of that going around. She didn't recognize him. Nor had she caught any video footage of him being dragged off by scientists. But then, she couldn't very well limit everything she encountered in life to her own experience now. Could she?

Neatly, Mina tucked her hands into her pockets. "Would you mind if I had a look at you? I'm a doctor. Or, well, was one anyway. Until my delightful neighbors here decided my services were no longer required."

[nevermindtherunning]

He grins, almost manically so, teeth showing and wide. "A doctor?" Oh that was ironic, wasn't it? "No, that sounds alright, I suppose... Although, how do I know I can trust you?" He already did, and was often told he was too trusting, but what better options did he have at this point?

[primogen_vampirate]

Mina smirked a little bit. "You don't," she replied, looping her thumbs through her pockets and tapping her fingers, lightly, against her trousers. "For all you know, I could be a homicidal maniac. Or worse. A politician. On the other hand, I could be something extraordinary. An angel of the Lord. They're quite common around here. Or a demi-god."

She shrugged. "Or I might just be a doctor."

[happytobleed]

Castiel stumbled out from behind a tree, looking worse for wear. He was covered in bruises and scrapes.

"You need to take cover. They won't hesitate to hurt you." He didn't recognize this man, but then he hadn't been paying the best attention. He'd been far too busy running and dodging and he was lucky to still be alive, wasn't he?

[nevermindtherunning]

"Who?" The Doctor got to his feet quickly, looking around himself and this weather-worn man in front of him. Nothing seemed out of place just yet, and anyway, how long had he been there himself?

[happytobleed]

"The demons." Hellhounds. Crowley. It was everyone and scared as Castiel was in his current state, he couldn't let someone else get hurt in his place. "They're searching for me, but they aren't the most nonviolent group."

[nevermindtherunning]

"Bah, demons! I've dealt with them before." And came close to losing his life over them as well, but now wasn't the time to mention that.

"What sort of demons? Ancient and 'all-knowing'?" He knew that sort. However, he still brushed off his trousers and was ready to run when asked to.

"Where's a safe place?"

[happytobleed]

"I wouldn't say that they're ancient, but one of them is the current king of Hell." He looks sharply to the left.

"I would say that out of his way is safest.

[nevermindtherunning]

"So there's no 'safe place' is there?" He rubs at his eye, almost looking nonplussed about the situation. In truth, he was 50-50 on the matter. The Doctor had only lasted a few days here originally, and now he was back. Now really wasn't the time to challenge those that be.

[agentx13]

She doesn't want to answer. The loved ones she's been seeing haven't been real. She sees no reason to think the Doctor is real, either. And yet... If a version of Natasha had come back...

"Doctor?"

[nevermindtherunning]

"Sharon?" He recognized her immediately, as she was one of the first people he had met here, other than Elle and Martha. He liked her, she had a spark he couldn't deny.

Brushing his trousers off, he made his way over to her, "Kind of nice to see a familiar face." He smiles softly.

[agentx13]

She pushes away from the wall and wraps her arms tightly around him. "So you remember me. You remember your last time here?"

It might be an emotional outburst, but just because Sharon could be emotional from time to time didn't mean she couldn't kick ass.

[nevermindtherunning]

He grins widely and returns the embrace, tucking his chin to her shoulder before pulling away. "I do! We talked on the dock one morning."

Looking away, he glances around, "Erm, I don't quite remember this area. My memory is a bit fuzzy.... on alot of things, actually."

[agentx13]

She draws away and places her hands on her hips. A bit of emotion is fine. Genuine emotion is still... a little weird to an extent. "So tell me what gaps you have, and I'll see what I can do about filling them in."

Look, Mom. Something even Sharon can do.

[nevermindtherunning]

He makes a noise, and rocked on the balls of his feet. "You really want to know?" It was a horrible question, "The last I remember was talking to you on the dock, speaking with Martha Jones, and... That's it."

Points for some memories? "I feel like there's something on the tip of my tongue, but..." He ruffles his hair and shrugs, "Dunno, that's about it."

[shesamarshmallow]

"I'm here but where are you?" Veronica's voice is light and teasing, but also weird. She's been... seeing things. Things that can't possibly be real.

"You... look familiar. Why do you look familiar?"

[nevermindtherunning]

"I was here before." He comments, but unfortunately, he couldn't place a name to her face. Wait, she was Elle, wasn't she? That angry blond spouting off incessant commentary.

But her mannerisms seemed quite different. "I'm sorry, what's your name?"

[shesamarshmallow]

She isn't offended at all that he might not remember. As a matter of fact, with how little trouble she's been causing lately, she's rather pleased. If he doesn't know her, other people likely don't, too. She might be able to use that.

"Veronica. Veronica Mars." She nods to him. "So what did you say your name was?" He'd been here before, but she hadn't met him then. And whether she's been flying under the radar or not, that's not reason to be lazy.

Mars Investigations, back on the case.

[nevermindtherunning]

"I'm the Doctor." He rests his chin in the palm of his hand, looking a mix between bored and thoughtful. Perhaps he had talked to her briefly once, but he was really scraping at the bottom of the bucket with that one.

"How long have you been here? Assuming you were here roughly the same amount of time when I initially had arrived." What a tragic thought. He somehow got out, but no one else did. However, did it matter? He was back.

[shesamarshmallow]

"A little over a month? Since the first influx of people." She shrugs. It isn't that it isn't a big deal to have been trapped here without friends or family for so long, but Veronica's philosophy is based more on getting even than wallowing.

"Doctor..." Veronica waits for him to elaborate on that, preferably by giving his name.

[nevermindtherunning]

"Just the Doctor." 900 years he had answered that question and it was always the same response. Interesting enough, it never got old.

"There's quite a few of you lot here for that length of time. Has anything been discovered in terms of weakening in the defense here? These cameras? These communicators? The woods and the sea?"