I can find my way around

[last_centurion]

CHARACTERS: Rory [OPEN TO ALL]
LOCATION: Anywhere!
WARNINGS: nada
SUMMARY: Rory is taking a break from the MedBay and is doing a bit of exploring on his own


He had taken to spending a lot of his time in the MedBay reading up on the technology at hand and looking after those few who came in. It was strange how he would look up and realize he'd been in the same position for a day or more. True, he'd gotten used to this plastic body, but he still thought like human Rory and worried a bit at how easy it was for him to just be. Today he wasn't going to worry.

Stepping out of the MedBay he headed in a random direction and decided to explore the ship a bit. He wasn't as adventurous as the Doctor or Amy, but there was still a little boy inside him pointing out that he was on a REAL spaceship and all he'd been doing was reading. Giving into that voice he had decided to give in and go for a walk.

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[walksonrooftops]

Asato had been spending much of his time cooped up in his room, which wasn't exactly unusual. Too many people around at once could make him very nervous very quickly, and he liked to have his quiet time in his room, undisturbed, so he could tend to his plants. He could go to the oxygen garden for that, but he knew there were others there, doing drugs and who knows what else. If they liked that kind of thing then fine, he wouldn't interrupt them or ruin their good time, but it just wasn't for him.

Today he decided to leave his room and explore a bit more, pushing just a little further than the place he'd previously stopped every time he set out. He couldn't ever shake the way this ship perplexed him, but he'd have to get used to it sooner or later, so he may as well make the best of it until he could return home.

The ribika picked up the sound of footsteps and an unfamiliar scent.

"Someone there? I can hear you."

Normally he wouldn't call out, but he was learning to gradually lower his guard. That, and he was in no position to ambush anyone right now.

[last_centurion]

Rory continued around the corner towards the voice. "Sorry, mate, just taking a walk."

Oh. A cat-person. Strange, but not completely foreign. He grinned and held out a hand. "Rory Williams."

[walksonrooftops]

Oh, he knew this gesture!

Have a brofist. Courtesy of America.

"Asato." A pause before he remembered he should introduce himself like humans do, first and last name. "Asato Kayason." It was a fabricated name given to him because having just a first name seemed silly, and having a name that identified him as being a member of his tribe was even sillier. He didn't really understand it, but if it helped him get along with people, then he couldn't complain.

"I was doing the same."

[last_centurion]

There was an awkward moment of confusion as Rory tried to brofist. He gave a slightly nervous laugh when he finally managed the greeting and then stuck his hands in his pockets.

"Well, I suppose we can explore together. I've been a bit holed up in the MedBay and decided I needed to stretch my legs before they fell off."

[walksonrooftops]

"Are you sick?" he asked the question straight out. "Though I guess you could work there too. It must be hard work."

He nodded a bit. Exploring was the name of the game now, if they wanted to find any way to pass the time and not die of boredom. The ship seemed to have plenty to offer to those who went out an looked.

"Which way were you going?"

[whatanovelty]

Kroton was out doing his usual rounds through the halls, exploring and mostly keeping an optical receiver out for any suspicious activity, or people in trouble.

As he passes Rory in the hall, he gives a small, nonchalant wave and continues on.

[last_centurion]

Out of habit Rory nodded back, but then something clicked and he was reaching for a sword he no longer carried. Cursing himself for leaving it in his locker he released his gun and aimed. "Oi!"

[whatanovelty]

He looked over his shoulder once before turning completely around to face Rory, having heard the heard the gun click before the shout even left his mouth. Autons and Cybermen had nothing to do with one another, typically, so he wondered why this one was quick to be hostile.

"Hello to you, too," he said with his arms raised, to about the height of his shoulders. He stopped his arms there, trusting that Rory would see that he was otherwise unarmed, instead reaching for the bo-staff attached to his back.

[last_centurion]

A greeting was far from what he was expecting, although if he thought logically he really wasn't expecting anything. Slowly he loosened his stance and lowered his arm slightly before the words of the Doctor came back at him.

"You're a-a friend of the Doctor's, right? Proton?"

[statsraaden]

Stats also had finished his day. When he saw Rory start exploring the ship, his curiosity got the best of him.

"Hello. Mind if I join you? I can show you around and then we'll go exploring. I also have a map, so that you'll know what's already been done."

It had been too long since he'd last been exploring. Working at Medical was fun, but my, the days were long. And exhausting. Stats needed a break.

[last_centurion]

He grinned at the other man as Stats joined him. "Maps are good. I see you escaped the MedBay too."

[statsraaden]

"I managed to. Not that I mind the people there." There's always the people. "But the work there is exhausting. Perhaps I haven't got used to it yet."

Stats hands the maps. "Here. If you want to have a look before we go."

[last_centurion]

Rory took the map and looked it over. "Did you make this? It's quite detailed considering."

[circumitus]

Rey did plenty of wandering. Social mingling was never really her thing, unless if it seemed necessary.

Sleep was oftentimes painful, like someone pushing down on her chest. Last night it seemed to happen more so than usual.

So she was out and about now, on a little stroll through the hallways of the ship. Though for aforementioned reasons, she hadn't really been thinking or paying much attention to where she was going. That was, before turning around the corner and finding herself barely evading bumping into a like-minded wanderer she didn't recognize.

...oh.

[last_centurion]

Oh! He stepped back before they could actually run into each other and offered an awkward apology. "Sorry, I, yeah, sorry. You alright?"

[circumitus]

"Yeah, I'm fine, actually." Rey paused to stare at him some. She didn't recognize this person, and she definitely knew she'd never talked to him before. "Are you?"

It just seemed like the kind of thing someone would say.

[last_centurion]

"I'm alright, just walking for a bit." He stared at her for a moment trying to place her face. After a bit of awkward silence he extended his hand. "Rory. Williams. Rory Williams."

[51stcentury]

Jack had gotten a little carried away with working in the shuttle bay that day, unaware of how much time had passed until he was made aware of the fact that Ianto was there waiting for him, and had been for some time. With a bit of a sheepish smile, Jack had excused himself from the shuttle bay for the rest of the day and let Ianto drag him out of there. He had the jumpsuit on today, the top of it unzipped and showing his white t-shirt and the fact that the jumpsuit and the t-shirt and Jack himself for that matter were somewhat covered in engine grease.

[coffeeking]

Ianto wasn't put out with Jack for taking so long. He could appreciate getting caught up in one's work, and they were both prone to long days. On the other hand, Ianto could also appreciate the sight of Jack covered in engine grease. Vividly. It was for that reason Ianto was eager to drag Jack away from his work, though no onlooker would be able to tell. Outwardly, Ianto was as calm and congenial as always, making small talk with Jack about their day. It was only inwardly that Ianto was making plans for all the things he'd do to Jack when they got back to their room. Eventually. The wait added spice.

[last_centurion]

Rory walked a bit lost in his own thoughts. He didn't mind the ship so far, but he missed Earth. No. He missed Amy, but that wasn't so different from how things were before he landed here.

Another corner and he turned nearly running over whoever was coming his way. "Oh, ah, sorry mate!"

[51stcentury]

Firm hands caught Rory and steadied him on his feet. "Whoa, easy there. No harm done," Jack said, with a big, white smile. One that widened as soon as he realized who he was talking to.

"You're...Rory, right?" He shot a glance sideways at Ianto, to confirm that he wasn't getting this wrong. He'd spoken to the man once before, but Ianto had supplimented that with a bit more information that he'd learned from talking to him himself. Like the part about immortality. Jack realized that some day, they were probably going to need to have a bit of a talk about that one.

[notpanicking]

Roxanne is out and trying to attempt more mapping -- the place is massive and she keeps getting lost, so. This is one of those things where a map would be quite handy, and with Ariadne's help this might eventually be a thing.

However, this also means head down, pencil scratching, and...possibly running smack into people.

[last_centurion]

One thing being plastic had done was improve his sense of surrounding. Of course it could have just been him learning to pay attention given he needed to stay out of trouble for nearly 2000 years, which with his track record was a fairly difficult thing to do.

Side stepping the woman he gave a concerned look. "You alright there?"

[notpanicking]

That -- is a long time.

"Hm?" She looks up when she's addressed, then glances around. Huh. "Oh. Yes -- yes. I'm sorry. Wasn't paying attention. Trying to map the ship out."

[last_centurion]

"Kind of an ordeal, isn't it? Not-not that I think you can't do it, but, you know, it's a big ship." Right, he's got the whole 'make a fool of yourself' thing down to an art. Offering a lopsided grin he introduces himself. "Rory Williams."