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

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

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“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] Day 8: Lunch tales (tag transmitter folks)

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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.

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

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"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?”

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

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"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!"

OOC Giggles

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

Re: OOC Giggles

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Fear the Random Puppehness!