Breaking Down the Barrier

[nevermindtherunning]

Who: Everyone
Where: outside, the western embankments
When: Day 75
What: Please review this OOC post. How the Doctor loses friends and alienate people. Or he learns he isn't a god and nearly causes everything to explode.

The meeting hadn't quite gone exactly as the Doctor had planned, the comments from Donna especially disheartened him. However, none of that stopped his drive to get everyone out of Kore. Sharon was back, but he hadn't even said more than a couple sentences to her, as he fixed the last adjustments to his generator.

He and Jubilee had been working tirelessly the day after the meeting and she finally had to excuse herself from him for sleep. Right, humans needed sleep, didn't they? The Doctor couldn't remember the last time he had, which probably wasn't a good thing. But it didn't matter, given in an hour or two he'll be back in that sexy blue box of a TARDIS far, far away from here.

The last hour had been spent with him at the kitchen table staring at the generator, trying to possibly think if there were any last few adjustments. Finally jumping up to his feet, he hugged the generator close to him, hoisting it up and leaving the house. Managing to activate his wristwatch, opening the comm, he spoke up, "Hello! Doctor here... It's time to go home!"

Just west of house 19, there was a small open area, perfect for this. He glanced back towards the woods, briefly wondering how Dilandau was doing with the distraction plan before crouching down and setting up the generator. It was time.

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[nevermindtherunning]

[ooc: I'm going to go ahead and reply to this. I was hoping to get more interactions going, but meh. Oh well.]

The Doctor sees her in his peripheral vision, just off to the side. Fortescue... And the guilt rises, joining the anxiety and ever increasing sadness.

I've gone too far. So many people tried to warn him, questioned him, and yet in the end they trusted and relied upon them for this to work. The Doctor failed them. He wasn't 'Time Lord Victorious'; he was 'Time Lord I'm-Just-Lucky-Sometimes', which was more 'On-Occasion'. The wind was blowing fiercely as the barrier continued to ripple, bubble, and ebb around the edging, exposing more and more things he couldn't possibly begin to explain.

He should say something, but what could he possible say?

[blackmagus]

Trying and failing is, in the end, a completely normal endeavor, and Fortescue spots the Doctor as she makes her way back toward where everyone else is. Jazz is still wailing, though to a purely normal observer he is, perhaps, just a frightened cat. She glances back to the woods, where the glow of the fire is, steadily, getting less and less. Someone's putting it out, or... well, best not to over-analyse.

"Are you all right?" she inquires. There's something very different about her eyes. Whereas, normally, a lightness clings to her — now, there's just a heavy, no-nonsense quality. She doesn't smile. If the Doctor's in one piece, maybe that means the others that were with him are also alive.

[nevermindtherunning]

He can't look her in the eye, can't physically bear it, and he looks back up, back to his TARDIS. "I don't know." He speaks softly, feeling his hearts pounding in his chest painfully. "I don't know." He repeats it, already forgetting he already answered as his gaze focused on everything, trying to make sense.

"Are you?" He forces himself to glance over and hold his gaze.

[blackmagus]

"I'm fine," Fortescue responds, in the same business-like manner. Her eyes sweep to the buildings closest to them. Were the connection to Jazz intact, she would be asking more questions about those two forlorn-sounding answers. As it is, there is only a few logical ways to advance this situation. None of them involve talking about their feelings while things burn. "I'm going to see if anyone needs help."

[nevermindtherunning]

"Right, that sounds..."

But the sentence cuts off as the Doctor literally disappears. He's gone. There was no possible chance he might be hiding somewhere or ran off, and it begs two questions: Was he taken? And where did he go?

[blackmagus]

Even with most of her emotions blocked because of the obvious, Fortescue starts, looking sharply in all directions. Can Time Lords teleport, or have their captors just demonstrated how precisely they can pluck people from the Cape? Either way, it's unnerving. She files it away carefully, moving back into town to do as she said. She can ask Donna later, perhaps.