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ataraxionlogs2013-07-25 02:49 am
refusing) wrote in ataraxionlogs2013-07-25 02:49 am
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CHARACTERS: Rose Tyler & Open!
LOCATION: Random hallways
WARNINGS: Nothing yet.
SUMMARY: Rose decides to continue refusing to believe there's not a way back home.
NOTES: If a random hallway doesn't work for you, she could also be in the gardens somewhere! Also prose + action work for me, pick your poison.
It's not easy being trapped on the ship. She's lucky that she has friends here, ones that she'd give anything to protect and make happy, but she honestly can't help but feel a pang of loss at the fact she's cut off from home and what's waiting for her back there. There's so much good she can do there, and she doesn't quite feel that there's anything to be useful with here. There's no wars to stop, no planets to save, no anything except surviving. And sure, she's ashamed of how much she moped during this last jump, but she's trying to put that all behind her.
And the best way to do that is one of her favorite things: exploring. Again.
She feels like she's explored every inch of this ship, but knows it's impossible for her to really do so. But still, she's determined to at least try. She refuses to ever give up and lose faith in things again. She's a strong woman, and she knows she's fully capable of finding her own way out. So she devotes herself entirely to exploring, to traipsing her way through the halls. She finds panels here and there, and she tries her best to open them and press a whole lot of buttons or cross some wires. It usually doesn't work, but her plan at this point is to basically press a lot of random things and hope it all works out in her favor and a door back home appears. She's picked the idea up from a certain someone that far fetched dreams like that can actually come true. So using a makeshift mallet to beat at walls, doors, and panels? It's so happening.
Occasionally, she'll find herself on a floor where she knows a friend resides, and that promptly has her going up to their door for an unannounced visit. She knows that seeing friendly faces helps her heart feel a little less like it's sinking, so she hopes none of them mind all that much. She might mistakingly visit the wrong door, though. Sometimes numbers are hard to keep track of, especially when you've got a lot of other things on your mind, and the number nineteen seems to keep popping up in your thoughts as being something really important to focus on.
LOCATION: Random hallways
WARNINGS: Nothing yet.
SUMMARY: Rose decides to continue refusing to believe there's not a way back home.
NOTES: If a random hallway doesn't work for you, she could also be in the gardens somewhere! Also prose + action work for me, pick your poison.
It's not easy being trapped on the ship. She's lucky that she has friends here, ones that she'd give anything to protect and make happy, but she honestly can't help but feel a pang of loss at the fact she's cut off from home and what's waiting for her back there. There's so much good she can do there, and she doesn't quite feel that there's anything to be useful with here. There's no wars to stop, no planets to save, no anything except surviving. And sure, she's ashamed of how much she moped during this last jump, but she's trying to put that all behind her.
And the best way to do that is one of her favorite things: exploring. Again.
She feels like she's explored every inch of this ship, but knows it's impossible for her to really do so. But still, she's determined to at least try. She refuses to ever give up and lose faith in things again. She's a strong woman, and she knows she's fully capable of finding her own way out. So she devotes herself entirely to exploring, to traipsing her way through the halls. She finds panels here and there, and she tries her best to open them and press a whole lot of buttons or cross some wires. It usually doesn't work, but her plan at this point is to basically press a lot of random things and hope it all works out in her favor and a door back home appears. She's picked the idea up from a certain someone that far fetched dreams like that can actually come true. So using a makeshift mallet to beat at walls, doors, and panels? It's so happening.
Occasionally, she'll find herself on a floor where she knows a friend resides, and that promptly has her going up to their door for an unannounced visit. She knows that seeing friendly faces helps her heart feel a little less like it's sinking, so she hopes none of them mind all that much. She might mistakingly visit the wrong door, though. Sometimes numbers are hard to keep track of, especially when you've got a lot of other things on your mind, and the number nineteen seems to keep popping up in your thoughts as being something really important to focus on.
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[She's taken off guard by the question, and is quick to casually hide the mallet behind her back.]
No, course not! I'm gonna see if there's any tears in the fabric of the universe we're traveling through. There's gotta be one somewhere I can take advantage of!
[No, really. She's fully intending on trying to dimension hop using tears in the universe. It's her big idea.]
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[And really, she doesn't know either, but it gives her something to work for.]
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[She laughs a bit, unsure if she's hitting a sore spot.]
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