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Blackout, blackout!
Who: The residents of Cape Kore
Where: The center of town, near the ruined fountain
When: Day 100
What: Stane gathered some supplies for a community fire. Consider this a party-style post reacting to the lack of power and the loss of the communicators.
After the power goes out, Stane spends a few minutes standing stock still in the room, holding his breath and waiting for it to come back, but he doesn't waste too much time lingering in that kind of hopefulness. People are going to need things; they're going to need fire to cook and boil water, and they're going to need to do something about the food that's going to spoil.
It's so important that he helps them. It's so important that he helps them stay alive. Maybe the dream sharing is getting to him, maybe it's made his nightmares... feel real, but...
They're going to survive this. He's determined.
He gathers some wood that can be used for firewood and kindling, and he leaves them in the center of the town; he has no way of announcing that the things are there, really, but he cups his hands around his mouth and shouts a general Go to the fountain! Maybe someone will hear him.
Where: The center of town, near the ruined fountain
When: Day 100
What: Stane gathered some supplies for a community fire. Consider this a party-style post reacting to the lack of power and the loss of the communicators.
After the power goes out, Stane spends a few minutes standing stock still in the room, holding his breath and waiting for it to come back, but he doesn't waste too much time lingering in that kind of hopefulness. People are going to need things; they're going to need fire to cook and boil water, and they're going to need to do something about the food that's going to spoil.
It's so important that he helps them. It's so important that he helps them stay alive. Maybe the dream sharing is getting to him, maybe it's made his nightmares... feel real, but...
They're going to survive this. He's determined.
He gathers some wood that can be used for firewood and kindling, and he leaves them in the center of the town; he has no way of announcing that the things are there, really, but he cups his hands around his mouth and shouts a general Go to the fountain! Maybe someone will hear him.
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[ She smiles. ]
You give the best hugs.
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[His lips quirk in a frown. But he knew Donna wasn't saying in jest.
His features lighten.]
No, I dunno what this might be an indication of...
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[ She frowns, watching as the flames flicker and dance in front of them. ]
Something bad is going to happen... Isn't it?
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I think so, Donna. With rumors of that bloke seeing something in the ocean, and the power cut off - not a breaker or anything working, I can't help to think something will happen.
[Way to be a Debbie Downer, Doctor.]
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In fact, apart from the eye candy and the fact you're here there are very few highlights. There's good eye candy though.
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No, not what I had in mind for a holiday, either... And the eye candy really isn't something I seek for in my pamphlet.
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[He rolls his eyes. That was the last thing that interested him.]
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[Cheeky grin here. And he quite missed the action of the change in scenery and not to mention his beloved TARDIS.]
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[ She loved it and she misses it every day. ]