Gifted Gathering

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School for the Gifted.



The Doctor stood, leaning one shoulder against a tree. A thin line of scrub brush separated this small clearing from the beach. This spot was as secluded as they could get while remaining safely close to the main camp.

Rose sat on the rich brown dirt. Much harder than the beach sand. She shifted a few times. “So this control subject thing… doesn’t actually mean Control the Subject, right?”

A small smile flitted across his lips. “Nope. Just that you have no psionic talents and happen to be a normal human.”

“Right. Why do I still feel a ‘but’ coming about. I’m gonna be the lab rat.” She glared suspiciously.

“If a demonstration has to be made, but I’ll protect you, and there will be no digging into your mind, I promise. Only something like the TARDIS does… surface thoughts only. And then not without your say.” He reassured her.

“And you can do that… get into people’s heads? An you never told me?” She was acting all techy this morning.

“Yeah. But I haven’t done it in… a long time. Plus, humans, primitive little monkey brains. Not exactly like I’d find some lofty insight into the universe there. Sides, digging in other people’s brains is not only morally reprehensible, it’s illegal in most civilized societies.” He looked mildly offended.

“Right, cause you’re all about following rules, you are.” She muttered.

“There are certain rules I don’t break. And I’d never try to read your mind. I haven’t even tried at your surface thoughts. I’ve always respected your space.” Now he was offended.

“I know. It’s just that you never told me you could. Though I suppose that Psychic paper shoulda told me somethin’.” She leaned back where she sat, resting her weight on her hands a bit.

“Anyone can use that. It’s the paper that’s slightly psychic, doesn’t need the user to be.”

Just then the sound of the brush rustling signaled the first arrival to the Meeting of the Minds.

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[Scott] Let's get this over with. (tag Doctor, open)

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Scott pushed his way through the brush to the area Rose had indicated earlier. Although breakfast, washing up, and changing clothes had improved his mood, Scott wasn't happy about attending the Doctor's meeting. First of all, he didn't appreciate being ordered around. Secondly, he wasn't going to take any grief for not dragging Damon along. And third, he didn't like leaving Ami alone so soon after the Others attack and the Mystery Telepath's appearance. At least his connection with Ami would alert him if anything happened.

"...paper that's slightly psychic," the Doctor told the clearly grumpy Rose. "Doesn't need the user to be."

Scott stopped short with a baffled frown. "Slightly psychic paper?"

[Doctor] Let's get this over with. (tag Scott, open)

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The Doctor offered Scott that grin that made one wonder which side of sanity he was on. "Yeah, great stuff that."

He pulled what looked to be a badge wallet from his leather jacket. On Flipping it open and presenting it to Scott, it revealed a FBI ID card with The Doctor's picture on it. It was a real ID card, and Scott had no reason at all to disbealeave it. In fact he wanted to belive it.

The Doctor flipped it closed and tossed the wallet to Rose who opened it up and handed it to Scott with a amused grin. It was now a driver's lisence a bit blurry at the edges. It was Rose's driver's licence.

"It makes the reader see whatever the holder wants them to see. Very handy bit of paper that."

The Doctor leaned against the tree again. "I see Damon is still making up his mind. He better not make me give him that headache." The Doctor shook his head. "There are a few others comming yet, so I won't have to take drastic action."

Drastic action consisted of mentally singing 99 Bottles of Beer on the Wall or I'm Henry the Eighth, I am. Or maybe This is the Song that never ends... It was that or Vorgon poetry, and even The Doctor wasn't that cruel.

[Scott] Psychic paper! (tag Ami, the Doctor, open)

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Scott gaped as the psychic paper changed from an FBI badge for the Doctor to Rose's driver's license in seconds. He was so astounded that he barely noticed the Doctor's statement about Damon making up his mind and giving him a headache. (Strange.) Scott quickly dismissed the notion. The Doctor was nothing if not strange, and the psychic paper had his full attention.

/What's got you so excited?/ Ami asked with a hint of amusement.

/Psychic paper!/ Scott replied as he turned to the Doctor. He thought to Ami and said to the time-traveling alien, "How does it do that? Nanotechnology? An illusion?" He hesisted, then, "Can I see it?"

Re: [Doctor/Rose] Psychic paper! (tag Scott/Ami, open)

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Rose laughed at Scott’s request, handing the black billfold over. When she did there was just a blank piece of paper in it, it even looked ripped along the bottom edge.

“First time he used that in front of me I was so completely flummoxed at everything else, didn’t even register, really.” Rose, as well as The Doctor seemed to enjoy his delight at the little bit of tech.

“Actually it’s made on Javorixolandia. Plants there are slightly psychic. It transfers when they make paper out of the local deadfall. Not cheap that, but useful.” The Doctor answered. “Just concentrate on what you want someone to see. Don’t have to picture what it looks like, cause most often you have no idea what the thing looks like that you’re tryin’ to pass it off as. Just imagine the reader will see… whatever.”

“You should see Kystrals. They’re gemstones that are alive. They change color to compliment the wearer and whatever clothes or style they have on. Their highest purpose in life is to look pretty. They get slightly warm when they’re complimented and admired. I didn’t bring my necklace of them in the rush.” Rose could see why The Doctor liked showing her new things and little wonders. It was its own kind a thrill to see someone see things for the first time.

[Scott] Psychic paper! (tag Doctor/Rose, open)

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Scott examined the billfold and the paper, fascinated, while listening to Rose's and the Doctor's explanations. (Psychic plants? Living gemstones? Does Dad know about this stuff?) Scott really wanted to see what he could learn about the paper using his sphere, but didn't dare. He'd outted himself enough already.

Like the Doctor said, the psychic paper was blank to Scott's eyes. He held it out for Rose and the Doctor to see. "What does it say?"

[Doctor/Rose] The trouble with Psychic Paper (tag Scott, all)

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The Doctor pushed away from the tree to crouch a bit behind Rose and Scott, evidently enjoying the young man’s reaction to something he found fairly everyday.

Rose looked at the paper and blushed. “Mmm… Scott. You might want to try thinking of something else. Ami’s gorgeous ass side, not something to be sharing, right.” Rose actually giggled. The paper remained blank as far as Scott could see.

“When I first met our friend Jack he tried using Psychic paper on me. I took it off him, and when I handed it back he knew my sign and apparently that I was very available.” Rose kept grinning. The Doctor just snorted, evidently not amused.

“Wisconson? Well that’s a boring little place… but evidently something exciting happens there.” For once the Doctor looked around them before continuing. “ Algeiba, now there’s some place I haven’t been in ages. The natives are completely peaceful and dedicated to scientific study. Interesting, but boring after a fortnight. Course they’re made from pure energy. But they have this little cloning trick for interplanetary exploration. Certainly explains a bit.”

“What are you nattering on about now?” Rose arched an eyebrow at the Doctor.

The Doctor took the paper from Scott with an apologetic smile. “The more you try NOT to think about the elephant in the room, the more you concentrate on it. Didn’t want to spilling more than you have, hmm?”

[Scott] The trouble with Psychic Paper (tag Doctor/Rose, open)

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Scott felt his face turn five shades of crimson when Rose described what she saw on the psychic paper. He yanked the billfold back, but the damn paper was blank. Then the Doctor casually mentioned far more than he should know about Scott and his family. The blood drained from Scott's face as the Doctor took the traitorous paper back. "How long will that information be there?" he managed, indicating the billfold.

The Doctor had the nerve to be *amused* by the situation! "For a few minutes. Only I can see it anyhow."

Scott gulped. There was no point trying to deny what he'd unwittingly revealed. "Y- you can't tell anyone. Especially not Daniel and Blaise. Or Starling or Mars. You don't know what they'd do to me."

[Ami] Two plus two (tag Scott, MB, open)

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Washing up, changing clothers and eating breakfast – if leftover scraps and remnants of the quickly diminishing food supply could be called breakfast – helped Ami get the last of her focus and center back. She was relieved that she was finally thinking clearly again, although she remained mildly irritated and annoyed with herself regarding how easily she could overwhelm Scott telepathically.

(I don’t know why he puts up with me,) Ami thought as she walked along the shoreline, waves brushing her feet and ankles, trainers in her hands and her favorite, most comfortable pair of hip hugger jeans rolled up to above her calves in an effort to stay as dry as possible. (I think I’ve probably been single-handedly responsible for more of his psychic trauma in the last five days than he’s had to deal with his whole life.)

She was going to have to work harder on shielding him; on remembering to shield him. Ami knew that she couldn’t walk around with her shields up all the time. She found the background buzz and hum to be a familiar comfort and the thought of not sensing Scott or Megabyte at all made her feel slightly ill. But she knew she’d have to figure something out – sooner rather than later.

Ami frowned, not liking where that train of thought was leading, and was fortunately distracted by the sight of Clarice talking with Molly. She nearly walked in that direction until she remembered Clarice’s bitter and hateful thoughts from last night. Maybe the woman was under stress, but while Ami was willing to give Clarice the benefit of the doubt, she was not willing to expose herself to more misplaced venom and bitterness. Ami ducked her head, looking away before she could accidentally make eye contact with Molly and headed down the beach in the opposite direction.

Her chose path took her to Megabyte, whom she could tell by the set of his jaw and the stance of his body where he sat just barely out of the surf was in a very surly mood. Ami slowed down, hesitant to approach him. He’d already blocked her out psychically. You couldn’t get much more “stay away” than that.

He looked her way and gave her a half-smile which encouraged her to keep walking.

"Hiya," Ami said with far more chipperiness than she was feeling.

"Hey," Megabyte returned. "Feeling better?"

"Yes, for now, thanks for asking," Ami sank down to her knees beside him. "This island just keeps turning everything on its head. It’s full of surprises."

"Tell me about it," Megabyte muttered.

They sat in silence for a bit, both watching the ocean. Megabyte was in a mood, and if he wasn’t in any mood to talk, Ami wasn’t going to pry. Unfortunately, sitting silently with him scowling was growing more and more uncomfortable and she was glad to feel a pulse of excitement and amusement from Scott along their link.

/What's got you so excited?/ Ami asked, happy for the distraction.

/Psychic paper!/ Scott replied.

"Psychic paper?" Ami asked and thought simultaneously.

Megabyte blinked at her. She had his attention now as well. "Did you just say psychic paper? And why did you just say psychic paper?"

"I think the Doctor has something called psychic paper. Or paper that is psychic." Then she averted her eyes, realizing that she had just inadvertently let Megabyte know more than a little about Scott’s telepathic abilities.

"Oh him," Megabyte rolled his eyes. "The Telepathic Alien Know It All."

It was Ami’s turn to blink in surprise, giving a startled exclamation, "The Doctor’s telepathic?!"

"What, he didn’t invite you to his little club meeting via mind control? How’d you escape his notice?"

But Ami wasn't listening, she was too busy putting two and two together.

[Megabyte] The Thing About Curiosity and Cats, Part I

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Megabyte looked up and frowned at Ami as she very pointedly did not answer him. She had that look on her face – the one that said she was thinking deeply about something, and he only had to be patient and she would share. Then abruptly her face changed from the deep brow of intelligent processes to worry and concern, making him grow worried and concerned as well.

"Okay, I know that look," Megabyte stood up, "What's going on?"

Ami didn't answer him. She wasn't ignoring him, but rather had that intense yet distant look that he knew too well. The one that said her mind was engaged elsewhere, likely in conversation with someone else. But, he was the only Tomorrow Person on the island, she hadn't even known the Doctor was telepathic before Megabyte said something, and unless River had become a two-way channel instead of a one-way transmitter there was no one she could be talking to.

Except Scott.

His mind rewound and replayed the conversation he and Ami had been having before she got distracted. Her comment about 'psychic paper' and The Doctor being the owner of said paper; something that he'd thought she'd simply gleaned from how she sometimes knew things. A distinct possibility until Megabyte also figured in Scott's speedy flight after Ami down the beach this morning, and the less than covert looks the two of them exchanged in Megabyte's presence. He hadn't recognized it at the time because he had no reason to recognize it.

Scott was telepathic. And he and Ami were clearly able to communicate with one another.

"You're talking to him," Megabyte said simply.

Ami focused on him slowly, "Wha – what?"

"Scott. You were talking to him. Just now. He's telepathic and somehow you're able to talk to him even though he isn't one of us." It wasn't a question.

A few random emotions played over Ami's face and Megabyte simply leveled a disbelieving look in her direction. He really hoped that she wasn't going to try and lie about it.

"Yes," Ami said, "Scott and I can talk. Please don't make a fuss."

Megabyte sighed and repressed the urge to do exactly that. It made him uncomfortable on many different levels that Ami and Scott apparently had linked up telepathically, but again, he was going to try to trust Ami's judgment and intuition. (Even if her track record with men hasn't been so great in the past.)

Raking his hands through his hair, he changed the subject. "So, what does your boyfriend have to say about the psychic paper?"

He thought he kept his voice neutral when asking the question, but from Ami's raised eyebrows and disapproving look, maybe he hadn't. "He said that I shouldn't touch it."

[Megabyte] The Thing About Curiosity and Cats ([optional tag])

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It had been a few years since Megabyte had seen that particular gleam in Ami's eyes. It made him feel almost smug to realize what he knew that Scott didn't: telling Ami not to do something when her curiosity was ignited was a sure fire way to see to it that she did it.

Of course, if it was bad enough that Scott didn't want her to touch it (which might mean the guy is actually trying to protect her, again), the thought came with some annoyance – she probably should consider not touching it. Megabyte said that aloud and earned a soft, innocent, doe eyed smile. One that Megabyte did not buy for one minute.

"I wouldn't dream of it," Ami said lightly. She grabbed his wrist and began pulling him towards the tree line where the Doctor had told him to go earlier.

"Whoa! Where are we going?"

"Aren't you the least bit curious about why the Doctor wanted all the psychics together in one place?"

"No." He was damn curious, especially when Ami stated that the Doctor wanted all the psychics. But he wasn't going to admit it, not when Ami was wearing that far too curious, far too manipulative, far too predatory smile. He jerked away, "And I don't like being ordered around."

/What about the psychic paper?/

/Paper can not be psychic!/

"Well, there is only one way to find out," Ami turned and headed off.

(And everyone says I'm reckless,) Megabyte thought with exasperation as he headed off after her. "And why weren't you invited to the shindig?"

Ami shrugged, "I guess he doesn't realize I'm psychic."

Megabyte stopped, "You ever stop to think that maybe that's a good thing?"

"I'm just coming along for curiosity's sake," Ami said cheekily.

"Yeah, like I believe that." Still, Megabyte found himself falling into step beside her.

(Damn curiosity.)

OOC: Ami and Megabyte will be joining The Doctor's shindig above ... or below if you want to defeat teh_ebil shifting. And yes, this post has been screaming at me for the last two hours. I had to doctor it a bit, but it still works.

Re: [Doctor/Rose] The Thing About Curiosity and Cats ([optional tag])

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When Ami and Damon joined the group the Doctor just thought Ami was accompanying her friend.

Rose looked up at her friend and offered one of her brightest smiles. "This looks like it's gonna be interesting, provided someone fills me in later." She looked pointedly at The Doctor. "How many others are coming?"

"I asked Tara. Maybe Ripley." The Doctor offered. He had thought asking Molly, but while he had picked up her more than human nature, and a strange tingling mental field about her, there was no real sign of psychic talent.

"Maybe you asked Ripley or maybe Ripley will come?" Rose teased.

"Aren't you just full of it this morning. Nothing like a bit of danger to get the blood pumping, eh?" The Doctor winked.

"Gotta admit I was starting to get bored, not running for my life every other day. Worried I was gonna get outta shape." She laughed.

[Ami] Buffering Still (open tag)

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/Megabyte, I know that you’re angry, but you need to calm down./

Images and feelings, underscored by rambling, angry words came through from him and Ami countered with the most soothing and calm that she could manage under the torrent.

/Please, Megabyte, I need you to focus. Focus on me, please./

Holding them both shielded and protecting Scott was tiring and draining to her. Ami had never had to protect someone while shielding someone else and it was a juggling act she was having great difficulty managing. Focusing on the Doctor or anyone else was simply out of the question. She felt her concentration slip once, then again, the tell-tale signs of loss of focus creeping in around the edges.

/Megabyte, please, I can’t do this forever./

And suddenly she felt stronger, supported and surrounded in a familiar warm blue cloud. Strong and safe, touches of a vastness and an energy – (Scott,) she recognized vaguely. A part of her wanted to urge him to back away, to warn him that she might not be able to protect him. But that part was quieter than the part that welcomed him, the part that opened to him and accepted him and what he offered just as easily as though he were a part of her.

/Ami?/ She felt Megabyte focus on her, centering his mental awareness around her and Ami breathed a sigh of relief.

/Yes, I’m here./

/He –/

/Don’t worry about him. Just worry about you. Calm yourself./ Ami felt his confusion, frustration and embarrassment. /You’re not a rock, Megabyte, no one is. It’s all right to break./

Another wave of frustration washed over her, tempered with anger and annoyance and Ami countered with soothing words and feelings. /Don’t worry about any of this. Take care of yourself, please./

Then he was shielding, unsteadily so, but shielding nonetheless. After a final check, Ami released the shield she held around them both and instinctively opened the link to Scott a bit, desperately needing to feel him and their link. Though she only walled it off only a few minutes, it felt like a lifetime. She tried her hardest to not slump back against him, knowing that he would be just as tired as she was, if not more. Despite that, Ami clutched at Scott’s hand, drinking in the physical contact as much as she did the mental.

/Ami -/ Megabyte’s mental voice was light and hesitant.

She lifted her head and met his eyes. /Go. I’ll deal with The Doctor./

Megabyte turned and started walking away, and before The Doctor could say a word, Ami spoke up loudly and clearly, in a very strong voice that brooked no room for argument or debate. She’d spent half her life as one of the leaders, the surrogate mother and protector to nearly thirty Tomorrow People and that leadership and protectiveness came through clearly now. “Let him go, Doctor. He’s only human and he’s not a rock.”

[Scott] Aftermath (open tag)

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Generating the energy that Ami needed took nearly all of Scott's concentration. The remainder wished that the Doctor, who was still talking, would shut up. He honestly thought any of them -- well, other than Rose -- would want to stick around for *lessons* after his stunt? (Crazy, British-sounding aliens!)

Just as Scott started feeling unsteady on his feet Ami stopped drawing energy. Scott gratefully let the sphere's light and hum fade away, absently returning it to his pocket. A portion of his and Ami's link returned as she clutched his hand on her shoulder. Their connection carried a fierce protectiveness and command that Scott had felt a hint of during the Others' attack. That alone held his exhaustion at bay for now. (If I were the Doctor,) Scott thought, (I'd let Damon keep walking.)

[Rose] Aftermath (open tag)

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Rose had moved to stand beside The Doctor and placed her hand on his arm. "Ami's right. We make mistakes. Hell, you make mistakes. Okay, I get that it was a pretty dangerous one. But I think you should have waited a few days before talking to everyone. So you could, you know, calm down a bit."

"I am calm. This is calm. You've seen me when I'm not calm. And we couldn't spare a few days." His eyes flashed fire at even Rose now.

"Right, this is calm." She repeated doubtfully. "Just let Damon go. Everyone needs to just breathe for a bit, yeah? I think you've gotten used to riding in to a situation, fixing it, or making it worse, than riding out again. How long has it been since you had to live any extended time round people you didn't invite along for a ride, eh?"

"So now you're going to analyze my people skills?" He looked incredulous.

So did Rose. "You just accused a man of being a rapist, in front of his friends. Yeah, I think your people skills need to have the cobwebs blown off. I'm not saying that the message you wanted to make clear was wrong, just that the manner of getting it across coulda used a bit more work."

The Doctor looked away, past the shrubs and out to the ocean. Rose wasn't sure if she had just made him more angry or not.

"Right. I guess I could have been a little more considerate of the dimwit. You want me to make nice with the other kiddies..."

Rose lightly punched his arm. "If you don't you'll be standing alone in a corner of the playground, and you can't do much from there."

He nodded, seeing her point of view, but not liking it.

"Good, now if you haven't frightened or pissed off everyone here, you can try to calmly, show them what you wanted."

[Ami] Aftermath (tag Scott)

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Ami finally allowed herself to relax completely when it became apparent that The Doctor was willing to let Megabyte leave. She really didn’t want to have to argue with the man, and she was certain that she didn’t have the mental fortitude at the moment to protect anyone if another emotional bomb was set off. As it stood, Ami knew that if it hadn’t been for Scott there was a very good chance she would not have been able to ground Megabyte at all before passing out.

Thinking of what Scott did, she idly stroked his hand with her thumb, his exhaustion easily detectable even through what of their link was open. She wished that she had the ability to restore his energy and balance as easily as he had done hers; instead she had to settle for turning slightly to bury her face in his neck for a moment, giving him a gracious, /Thank you./

Ami wanted to say more. She wanted to let him know how much it meant that he’d practically outted himself in front of Tommy and Tara just to protect her. She wanted to tell him that they were going to have to find some way to manage their link, someway for them to grow accustomed to and handle one another’s emotions because she truly didn’t enjoy being walled off from him and had no desire to do it again.

[Scott] Aftermath (tag Ami, Doctor, open)

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Scott watched, amazed, as Rose talked some sense into the Doctor. Damon stalked off, and Ami relaxed against Scott for a moment with a thank you. /You're welcome,/ Scott replied, hugging her close briefly. /I missed you./ It sounded stupid since they'd only been cut off for a few minutes, but, well, it was the truth.

Scott turned to the Doctor, keeping his voice as civil and even as he could. He truly was not happy with the man-- alien. "I'll take a raincheck on the lessons or demos or whatever. The only thing I'm good for right now is sleep." Nothing would make him happier at the moment than stretching out in the sun with Ami.

[Ami] Aftermath (tag Scott, Doctor, open)

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/I missed you too,/ Ami told him honestly as she resisted the urge to cuddle up close to him right then and there. She was pleasantly surprised by the civility in his voice, despite his general displeasure with The Doctor and his antics. Ami was too mentally taxed at the moment to even sum up annoyance, anger, or even the curiosity that brought her here to begin with.

"Yes, I do think that your lessons will have to wait, Doctor," Ami said quietly. "I'm not in any particular shape to learn anything at the moment, and Scott's exhausted. I'll listen and learn whatever you want to teach, but later."

She did not volunteer Scott or Megabyte. She doubted the latter would want anything to do with the Doctor for a good long while and she would leave it Scott's decision whether or not he wanted to learn anything from the time traveling alien.

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Rose looked appoligetically at Ami. But she wasn't going to appologise for The Doctor. He was a big boy and could do his own appologising.

"Are you gonna be okay?" Rose was a bit hesitant approachig Ami. Her friend had every right to be royally hacked off.

Rose was upset that this had gone all pear shaped. And it was The Doctor's fault. She got where he was coming from, but for a bloke with enough brains to light up all of London, he could be a complete plank.

[Tommy] Coping (tag Tara, open)

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Now that the world was no longer spinning thanks to whatever Tara had done, Tommy tried to figure out what on earth was happening. Damon looked ready to attack the Doctor if not for Ami's hand on his wrist. The Doctor met the redhead's furious gaze coolly. Rose, worried and somewhat upset, got the Doctor to back down. Tommy would have paid attention to the Doctor's words if not for the *blue light* shining from Scott's hand. Although it had the same ethereal quality Tommy had felt earlier, the light somehow strengthened Ami. Tommy wasn't sure if he should rub his eyes or try to slap himself awake.

"Nine?" Tara asked abruptly. "You mean there are nine other Doctors?"

Tommy tore his gaze away from Scott to consider the Doctor. The man's whirling spirits were gone. "One Doctor, nine spirits," Tommy replied, not quite understanding his own words.

Re: [Doctor] Coping (tag Tommy, Tara, open)

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For all of his own obvious bumbling of this situation, his ears still worked. He looked over to Tommy, actually suprised. Like Ami, he had not seen that this man had any extra perception. Although he obviously did.

He spoke softly to Rose, who nodded and left his side to approach Tommy and Tara.

"Now he's playing nice. He's asked me to ask you two to stick around a bit. He also said to tell you, and I quote, nine spirits one soul. Though I have no idea what that's all about. And I promise he'll behave or I'll hit him over the head with a rock."

[Tommy] Coping (tag Rose, open)

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Tommy couldn't help but chuckle from Rose's semi-serious threat. Now that the situation was diffused and the heyoka strode away, it was almost humorous. Everyone in the clearing had some sort of paranormal ability. Rose was very much included because of her ability to talk down someone as powerful as the Doctor. Tommy didn't understand who or what the Doctor was, but anyone with *nine* spirits was a force to be reckoned with.

"Yeah, I'll stick around," Tommy replied. He looked questioningly at Tara, who nodded. Tommy doubted that Scott and Ami would stay. Both looked exhausted, and Scott was ticked off on top of that. Tommy hoped the pair would be more receptive to questions than Damon was. After the past few minutes he had more questions than ever.

Re: [Doctor] Coping (tag Tara and Tommy, open)

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Once Scott and Ami left The Doctor turned to the last two of his invitees. He had managed to confuse and friueghten them, but they weren't as pissed off as the others. Even Rose was a bit annoyed at him right now. She'd get over it. She always did.

"You have a very good inner eye, young man." The Doctor looked over Tommy. You just might be more perceptive than the rest of this lot put together, even if it's not in one of the conventional manner. Bet you have a lot of questions." The Doctor looked amused, his early anger seemed gone, or at least pushed away as the next emotion rolled over him.

He seemed as changable as the sea. Or was that Bipolar?

Behind him Rose bend over and picked up a rock. Winking at Tommy she started tossing it from hand to hand.


((OOC: How totally fangirrl am I. I keep hearing the commercials for Doctor Who debeuting on Sci/Fi and I get all quivery. Like I haven't seen each episode three times at least...)

[Tommy] Q & A (tag Doctor, open)

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(Inner eye?) Tommy wondered. Then he tried to suppress a grin from Rose brandishing a rock. The Doctor frowned quizzically, following Tommy's line of sight to find Rose hiding the rock behind her back and smiling impishly. The Doctor shook his head fondly, then faced Tommy again. "Um, yeah. Questions," he said, smoothing his face. "May as well start with the obvious. Why do you have nine spirits?"