crossing_lostrp | Day 8 - Team Transmitter (tag Tara, Jon, McKay)

The small group gathered early, collecting food to sustain them for lunch, but prepared to scavenge for their own meals after that. Rose was starting off wearing her backpack, and had a Bamboo walking stick. Her hair was pulled up into a pony tail on top her head, keeping it out of the way. The Backpack held two changes of clothing two blankets wand bottled water. The Doctor carried nothing except what was in the pockets f his ever-present leather jacket. Sayid had one of John Locke’s knives tucked into his belt, and one of the sturdy spears from the found crate ‘just in case’.

Sayid had not understood why he had been asked to join them. He knew that between The Doctor and Doctor McKay his own technical knowledge was limited. But the Doctor insisted he’d be invaluable if they were dealing with older equipment and, The Doctor confided, he was obviously one of the ex-military types. He told the Iranian he wanted someone who could handle themselves, and was an adult, with them. Someone he trusted to help protect the group. Although when he said the group he’d turned to look at Rose. Sayid was not certain if The Doctor was mad or not, the things he had heard whispered round the campfire, but he was capable. And the obvious trust was an honor of its own.

McKay, Jon and Tara rounded out the group heading for the Transmitter. Tara had the map. The Doctor had announced he didn’t need it. Rose complained that such a statement was something only those male statements that tended to get people lost, so Tara had been handed the map to keep them on track, should the Doctor’s ‘excellent sense of direction’ fail them.

They had set off keeping to the shade of the treeline. Besides the shade, the ground was harder there, and easier to walk over. They were not traveling fast, in deference to McKay’s still hurting ribs.

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Tara was rather enjoying talking about Sunnydale life in such a matter of fact way. She brushed her hair back, and said, "The town where I lived, where I was going to college anyway, was just infested with vampires. My girlfriend..." she trailed off, looking away before continuing, "My ex-girlfriend was part of a group that tried to keep the vamp population down, and I got brought into it through her. This girl led the group, Buffy Summers, she was the chosen Vampire Slayer, had almost superpowers, strength and speed and quick healing and all."

She gestured to the jungle around them, "It's certainly got more vines and such than graveyards, but at least it's daylight. Either way, gets you in shape, running after," she grinned at Rose again, teasingly, "Or sometimes running away from the undead. And I'll admit I've done my fair share of running away as fast as I can!"

Rose laughed. "I got the running away bit down pretty good. Seems we're forever running for our lives. We've ticked off the prime minister of some obscure planet, or foiled intergalactic drugrunners who are none too happy about it, or someone forgot to tell me showing my legs in public was considered sacrilage on that planet in that time period... Add in the running before things blow up and I've got to say, I'm in pretty good shape." She handed Tara an apple.

"So... vampires. Still wrapping my head round that one. And superheros to fight them. Micky would be having a field day." She mused.

"Or hiding behind the couch." The Doctor smirked. "If Ricky ever found out there were vampires he'd never leave his flat at night."

"You knew about vampires?" Rose looked suspiciously at the Doctor.

"Know about a few kinds of vampires. Not sure about Tara's kind." He pointed out.

Tara thanked Rose for the apple, and munched down, savoring the crisp flavor. She liked to hear of Rose's stories of running as well, intergalactic drug-runners sounded as bad as biker demons!

She turned a little to look at the Doctor. He seemed much less intimidating now, since the lessons had started to go well. "There's more than one kind of vampire? Yikes!" She took another bite of apple, and then went on. "Well, 'our' kind were humans once, and the way it was explained to me, a vampire catches someone, drains their blood and shares their own before the person dies. Then the poor guy does die, and when he, or she, wakes up their soul has left the body, and a demon inhabits it. Still has the brain of the person, so they still have all their memories. They don't age or die, except from...." Having finished the apple, she gently tossed the core into the bushes beside the path. Then she ticked off on her fingers: "Fire, lots of sunlight, beheading, or a wooden stake to the heart... um... yeah, I think that's mostly it."

"So, what other kinds are there?"

“Well, the original vampires that I know of were capable of sucking whole planets dry. The Time Lords actually stepped up as a whole to interfere for the first time in a hundred thousand years. They had to be stopped, or they would move through the universe until there was nothing left. They were never human. In fact, they were huge, giants. It was the first time we committed genocide, and while we saved the universe from the immediate threat, genocide was not something to be proud of. The last of the Vampires, wounded, but not dead, fell on a human exploration ship, and promised the crew eternal life for their help. He made them into creatures very like you described. They managed to hold him in a kind of stasis. But the only thing to return him to power was the blood of Time Lords. Needless to say he didn’t succeed, and his little vampire puppets fell when he did. But it is possible they spread the condition.” The Doctor took a long drink of water. “So while the original and the infected were hardly demons, it’s easy to see where some cultures would mistake them as. The second type I know of are evolved… or mutated humans. Very sensitive to ultraviolet light, they can’t tolerate any sustenance but blood. They have longer life spans than humans, but only about double.”

“Truth is, if you can imagine it, somewhere out there, at some time, it most likely existed. It’s a big universe, and only one of many.” The Doctor finished his mango and tossed it into the wood. “Yet there are still humans in this time period convinced they’re the only life in the universe. You know for all you’re advances, you are still a remarkably egotistical lot.”

“Pot, kettle… you’ll get along great.” Rose announced.

Ash trudged along uncharacteristically silent. He'd said hardly a word all day. That wasn't his usual approach to life, but occasionally--just occasionally--Ash could learn something by letting someone else talk. Today's trek had been eye-opening in the extreme. Vampires, demons, time and space travel, vampires of another sort, zombies of unfamiliar kinds, vampires of still a third sort, alien lynch mobs...it was terrifying.

And kind of exhilarating. He already knew the world was bigger and stranger than most people ever imagined. But the longer he stayed on this island and more he listened, the bigger and stranger the world--and the universe--became. Ash was looking forward to getting a look at this "tardis" thing. Some kind of space- and time-traveling spaceship, from what he'd gathered. He wondered what it would look like.

Well, they'd soon see.

OOC: Yes, I'm retroactively inserting Ash into the group. He's got nothing to do back at camp with all my other characters, so now...he's here.

"So, Ash, What made you decide to take this lovely trek? Boredom, intrigue, a need to fight your inevitable attraction to Bill?” Rose winked. “Or are you just in need of doing something other than forage and wait?”

"Yeah," Ash said with a grin. "If I stayed in camp another minute I was gonna tell Bill, 'You got a purty mouth.' Then the banjo music was gonna start up."

"Nah," he said after a moment. "It's just that every time anyone wanders away from camp, they stumble across another mystery or some more lost souls wandering through the jungle. Whatever you all find this time out, I plan to be here when it happens!"

Um... Be careful what you wish for? (http://community.livejournal.com/crossing_lostrp/58799.html?thread=1851823#t1851823)

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Day 8 - Team Transmitter (tag Tara, Jon, McKay)

[Tara] Day 8: Team transmitter (tag Rose, transmitter folks)

[Rose] Day 8: Team transmitter (tag Tara, transmitter folks)

[Tara] Day 8: Team transmitter (tag Rose/Doctor, transmitter folks)

[Doctor/Rose] Day 8: Lunch tales(tag transmitter folks)

[Ash] Day 8: Lunch tales (tag transmitter folks)

[Rose] Day 8: Lunch tales (tag transmitter folks)

[Ash] Day 8: Lunch tales (tag transmitter folks)

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