In Keeping Secrets of a Silent Crystal City

[kore_npc]

Who: Maggie and OPEN
Where: dreamscape
When: Throughout the event
What: Some things that Maggie doesn't remember
Warnings: Abduction, violence, implied experimentation

Notes: Doing this in action spam. Your character(s) would have seen this, whether they react/remember/tag in here or not. Non-dream reactions are also welcome. Just note somewhere that it's not a dream.


[ The room is bright and sterile, full of medical and scientific tools, but many of them are strewn on the floor, metal tables knocks over and against one of the walls, three figures in lab coats are restraining Maggie against the wall as she screams. ]

You can't! You can't do this!

***

[ Maggie is on a bed, held down as they tighten the straps. She's scared and it's so strong that it makes the observer feel her fear with her. ]

You don't know what you're doing! Please!

***

[ It's the now-familiar crystal city. Maggie is sitting on a bridge, her legs dangling down. She looks more peaceful than anyone has ever seen her on the Cape. ]

You'll understand.

[ She turns around and gives a bright smile. ]

Comments

the Doctor - OTA

[nevermindtherunning]

Scenes flashed before him, scenes of a woman being more or less tortured and held against her will, the scream resonating within him. And then he woke with a gasp, sitting up in bed in a sweat. Time Lords didn't typically sweat unless under duress, which this ominous dream triggered something within him.

It was all too real as he caught his breath and ran a shaky hand through his hair. All too familiar... Almost as if it had happened to him...

Sliding his feet to the floor, he pulls off his shirt, changing into a dry one as he padded to the kitchen. After fixing a cup of tea, he moved to the outside porch, taking a seat. Ever since coming back, he had been sleeping just a couple hours every evening and each time, he'd be in a strange dream, but the last few about this crystal castle unsettled him.

But none had bothered him quite nearly as badly as this one had. As he sat there reflecting, he vaguely wondered how sound his mind really was despite the Master fixing it.

[primogen_vampirate]

She most certainly was not checking up on him. Not at all. The Doctor was a fully grown man...Time Lord. Whatever. He was perfectly capable of looking after himself, as he'd made abundantly clear. He certainly had no need for anyone else, least of all a doctor.

All the same, Mina's path, as she made her way down to the dock, happened to go directly by his porch. Funny how that happened.

She was actually surprised to see him out there. Holding still. He wasn't particularly good at that.

Mina veered off of her course, taking a few steps closer to the porch. "You look like a man with something on his mind," she remarked.

[nevermindtherunning]

"Do I?" He smiles, greatly amused by Mina's observation, before taking another sip of tea and setting the mug down beside him. It was a facade, and given who he was, something was always on his mind.

"I was thinking that I've been sleeping too much." He comments lightly, "And this place probably could use a fresh coat of paint."

[primogen_vampirate]

"Two problems easily solved," Mina replied. "Hardly worthy of a tussle with your superior intellect." Said unironically. Because the Doctor was supremely clever and they both knew it.

She planted a foot on the bottom step to the porch, resting her hands on her knee. "You wouldn't be dancing around anything now, would you?"

[nevermindtherunning]

"I don't dance much." He replied with a mirthful gaze, as he sat back on a bent elbow behind him, resisting the thoughts of Rose talking him into a dance around the TARDIS console.

"I have been sleeping too much." Two hours a night was hardly much, but for a Time Lord, it was alot. He chalked it up to still healing, but he was unsure if that was the actual reason, "I've been having a strange dream, about a crystal castle and blurred figures of humanoid people. I'm not alone, either, there's some people from here I've seen there and others that have recounted it."

[primogen_vampirate]

That caught Mina cold, a retort swallowed immediately. "Maggie's there," she said softly. "Sitting about, her legs hanging over a ledge as though they were dangling in water. She looks happy. Almost peaceful, I daresay. Although I hardly know what peaceful would look like on her."

Mina seemed to have a talent for running into her in the worst of all possible situations.

She took a step up onto the porch, watching the Doctor with her intense, sea-storm eyes. "I've seen it too."

[thezerothlaw]

[Though he looks out at the crystal city, he doesn't understand.]

Explain to me, if I am to understand.

[kore_npc]

I can't.

[ She shakes her head. ]

I don't remember. It's just... a feeling.

[venatical]

[ Dean's scared, almost petrified with it, as he watches men in lab coats strap this girl down to a bed. He's disoriented, heart pounding, as he comes up behind them, staring at them, and then down at Maggie, his eyes wide with her fear. ]

What are they doing?

[kore_npc]

[ She looks right at him. ]

Help!

[venatical]

[ Right. Help. Can he help? He's so scared, it must mean that he's helpless, but then he blinks and realizes where he is. He grabs one of the scientists, trying to angle him right so Dean can punch him hard. ]

[kore_npc]

[ When she sees him fighting, she starts to struggle harder and manages to kick one of the scientists in the gut before another grabs her leg again. ]

Dean!

[venatical]

[ Dean goes for that scientist next, swinging his fists trying to get his attention off Maggie and back onto Dean. And he can be really distracting when he wants to be. He's doing his best to get all the scientists on the ground so he can start to undo Maggie's bindings and get her out of here. ]

[kore_npc]

[ By the time the last scientist hits the ground, Maggie is frantically unbuckling her arm one-handed, but it's slow as her hand shakes and she's thankful for Dean's help. ]

Where did you come from? You aren't supposed to be here, are you?

[enchangement]

[ River has avoided the crystal city. It seems... unnatural, somehow, with it's echoes and shadows and things that simultaneously are but are not.

Memories and dreams of others feel more real. More substantiated in something or another. She doesn't know what to make of this place.

But there's this girl, and River's seen her but has never spoken to her. So sitting next to her seems the thing to do. ]

Understanding is not comprehension.

[kore_npc]

[ She gives River a flat look. ]

Thanks for that, Nietzsche.

[ Then she smiles a little. ]

Guess you're right, though. You can get something without really getting it.

[enchangement]

River, not Nietzsche.

[ Looking at the structures. ]

Is it safe or just ...not as unsafe?

[kore_npc]

I think it's safe. It feels safe to me, at least.

[ She shrugs. ]

Is that weird? Maybe a strange place like this shouldn't feel safe.

[enchangement]

[ River gives a mirror shrug of her own. ]

Hard to trust things here. Even themselves ourselves oneself.

[kore_npc]

Okay, I think I understood that and I think I agree?

[ Her shoulders slump. ]

I can't help feeling like if I could remember, at least some of this would make sense.

Option 2

[servingmichael]

[ Raphael is unused to feeling fear, and he's aware this is a dream. He's also reasonably sure he could be harmed here. He doesn't bother snapping his fingers, the straps just fly off Maggie. ]

Take my hand. Right now.

[kore_npc]

[ Looking desperate and dazed, Maggie reaches over the arm of a scientist quickly and grabs for his arm. ]

Raphael!

[servingmichael]

[ Maggie's hand barely touches his, and he pulls, wings beating, aiming to fly them out of the dream, though he's not entirely certain he can - he hasn't tried yet. ]

I have you, just don't let go.

[kore_npc]

[ She grips his hand tightly and shut her eyes, face scrunching up with the need to be anywhere else and it's almost as if their collective wills break through the straps and they melt away, along with everything else.

When she opens them again, everything is blank and white in every direction. ]

Huh.

[servingmichael]

"I'd find it strange if your memory was intact. This is less so." If fact, he wondered if he shoved he back if there might be answers found but he was weary of hearing children scream.