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The Doctor had converted Blaise and Daniel's communicaters. They looked a bit silly, but they worked.

The Doctor kept Blaise's, as he couldn't speak Aramaic so that simple code excluded the marine.

The Doctor saw Chris take Jack to the camp he was to help guard, and waited for the young man’s return to be sure the trip went well, then he took off in the direction Damon and Scott had marked on a crude map.

At six foot two the Doctor had long strides, and found himself cutting back just a bit, because losing his volunteers would not help the mission.

They didn’t follow a trail, except the one he broke in as they shoved through underbrush and grasses. If it weren’t for the rough map and the occasional sight of the far off whisp of smoke, getting lost would seem an easy thing.

They ate up ground at a stride that had most of them getting a stitch in their sides and a burn in their lungs long before the first ‘break’. It had been hours of walking over uneven ground, through brush and trees and pressed upon by tropical heat. The water was a godsend. The terrain would have been beautiful if they were able to pause and appreciate it.

[Jon] Forward march (open tag)

Date: 2006-08-05 10:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sophiedb.livejournal.com
Jon scrubbed his face with his hands, more out of resignation than fatigue. Body aside, he was really getting too old for this shit.

"Ok, Scott?" He tapped the guy's shoulder, hoping to drag his attention away from psychic #475's back and into the here and now. "Ami contacted you. She's ok, but.. under the influence. Am I getting this so far?"

Scott looked over his shoulder defensively. "Yes."

Jon held up his hands in surrender. Maybe he was coming across as just a little too incredulous. Probably, in fact. Could you blame him? Don't answer that question, he ordered himself.

"Hey, I'm part of the walking freakshow here. Normality is abnormal, I get that, and I'm really glad that she's alive and well enough to make contact, but are we headed in the right direction?" He pointed towards the trail of smoke. "You guys said that wasn't exactly the right spot, so all I'm asking is whether that's still the best we've got. The sooner we get there.."

OOC note

Date: 2006-08-05 10:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] starborn-scribe.livejournal.com
I'm about to leave for the evening. Chances are I won't be back tonight and all day tomorrow. Please NPC my characters. Scott would tell Jon that he couldn't tell Ami's exact location. The smoke plume is all they've got for the moment. Gotta run!

OOC question

Date: 2006-08-07 04:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] starborn-scribe.livejournal.com
Does anyone have more ebil/drama/angst planned for the rest of the day? If not, I suggest we skip to the evening when the group camps for the night. Just thought I'd check before jumping ahead.

Re: OOC question

Date: 2006-08-07 05:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fikgirl.livejournal.com
I don't. Well, not for these folks.

*snerk*

Re: OOC question

Date: 2006-08-07 06:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sophiedb.livejournal.com
None from me.

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