http://nine-and-ears.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] nine-and-ears.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2006-12-03 12:06 pm

First Floor Lobby, Sunday Morning

The Doctor had been well informed of the trolls from Jane, and last night's radio had spurred him into some resemblance of organization. First stop, the dorms.

He didn't have access to the PA System or anything, so he had a megaphone in the lobby.

"Attention please, attention please! We have captives in the very large mansion in town, and we should not be snug in our beds while this occurs! Who is willing to organize, willing to face the belly of the beast and be unafraid to scritch it in order to achieve our goals? There is danger, certainly, but there are lives in possibly mortal peril. Come one, come all. We shall seperate the men from the boys, the whites from the yolks, the chaff from the... whatever it is you seperate chaff from. Prove yourselves! You all think that you're so grown up and brave, well now is the time to prove it!"

[ooc: A post to organize at least part of the rescue attempt. Come one, come all.

EDIT: Plan of attack has been announced!

Link for Group to the Front!

For attacking the rear!]
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[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-12-03 10:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Nadia looked sideways at him. Other than the amazing amount of support material on her arm, she had a few bruises and scrapes. "Looks like I'm doing better than you are,"

[identity profile] apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com 2006-12-03 10:37 pm (UTC)(link)
John looked like he was being held up by some sort of metal Erector Set, with his left leg in some sort of homemade cast. "Yeah. I think so. You ready for this?"
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[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-12-03 10:40 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm not going." She looked him over again. "I'm not sure you should, either."

[identity profile] apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com 2006-12-03 11:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"Whether I should or not, I'm going anyways. Rosette's still out there, and I'll be damned if I let my town be overrun by some freakin' trolls."
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[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-12-03 11:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Nadia just kind of glared at him. "If you come back dead, I'll kill you. Got that?"

[ooc: and now I am off to a movie with my sister. back in a few hours]

[identity profile] apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com 2006-12-03 11:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"If I come back dead, you can kick me and take my stuff. Or finish the job and make sure everyone's safe." He returned the glare.

[ooc: bring me back popcorn?]
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[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-12-04 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
Nadia nodded, still glaring.

[ooc: *throws popcorn at you*]

[identity profile] apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com 2006-12-04 02:11 am (UTC)(link)
"You okay? Have you told-- um, anyone about what happened?"

[ooc: Yay! *munchmuncheatchomp]
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[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-12-04 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
Nadia looked away then and shrugged. "I told Walter. I . . . might talk to Dr. Pevensie later."

[identity profile] apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com 2006-12-04 02:42 am (UTC)(link)
"Dr. Penvesie?" What is Nadia talking about?
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[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-12-04 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
Nadia bit her lip. "she's the clinic therapist."

[identity profile] apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com 2006-12-04 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
"You're going to therapy?" This is totally not what John was expecting. "Does it.. will it help? Do I need it, too?"
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[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-12-04 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
Nadia shook her head. "I don't know. I talked to her a little bit last night, and she seemed . . . okay. She said I might have post-traumatic stress disorder, but she also seemed to think she could help fix it."

[identity profile] apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com 2006-12-04 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, that's good. I didn't know you were broken." He smiles wryly. And Walter?" John shifted a bit, massaging his left arm.
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[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-12-04 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
"Walter's not broken." She rather didn't think she was, either.

[identity profile] apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com 2006-12-04 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, that's good. I think there are far too many broken people here, and breakable people. Then again, it's not like we can just wrap people in bubblewrap and send 'em on their way. Wait. Forget I said that or else it'll happen."

"So how is.. um." He made a vague gesture.
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[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-12-04 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
Nadia, alas, didn't follow. "How is . . . ?"

[identity profile] apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com 2006-12-04 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
"Your arm?" Somehow he can't make his mouth form the word of a town in an island far away. Yeah. Totally what that name is. A city.
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[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-12-04 03:17 am (UTC)(link)
"It's . . ." She wanted to say it was okay, but it wasn't, not really. "It hurts. But I'll live."

[identity profile] apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com 2006-12-04 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
"That's good, the living part. Not the hurting part, because... yeah. That sucks ass. You... You gonna be okay? You're going to stay here and not have to be rescued again this week?" He cracks a smile. It's a small one.
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[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-12-04 03:28 am (UTC)(link)
The glare came back. "No. I'm not going to have to be rescued."

[identity profile] apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com 2006-12-04 03:31 am (UTC)(link)
"GOod. I'm gonna go off'n try not to be killed. You take care. I'll come see how you're doing in a bit." He shrugs his sore shoulder, moving it around.
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[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-12-04 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
"Give me a call if you need to be rescued."

[identity profile] apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com 2006-12-04 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
"Will do. I got yer number." And I hope I never have to use it like that.