http://amthebadwolf.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] amthebadwolf.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg2008-12-28 10:14 pm

They all gravitate towards trouble [Active]

Characters: Donna Noble, Rose Tyler, and later on Jenny
Content: Poking around City Hall, and then running from Heartless.
Setting: Starting near City Hall, then running through god knows where.
Time: Afternoon-ish
Warnings: Nothing yet.



What? It seemed like just as good as any place to check out. Perfectly safe of an idea – with two. Two fantastic human minds; only the best for companions. She was going to suggest maybe they check out a café, but the last time she had done that, she still managed to find trouble. So Rose figured that it could work like reverse psychology - find the possible-trouble, thus avoid trouble!

She told Donna with a grin, "You know, City Hall's gotten kind of weird. I mean, it had been a bit weird beforehand, 'cause nothing seemed to be getting done there. Now? That big wall of thorns... and the Disney fellas? Pretty weird."

And with a knowing, shared grin, that was how the rush across Paixao began.

As they had got closer, they had slowed down. Maybe to actually check out some of the sights, or an instinctual knowing that preserving their energy would be a good idea.

[identity profile] lovestherunning.livejournal.com 2009-01-20 07:10 am (UTC)(link)
Jenny had been searching around the area when she spotted the two women running towards her. One she could easily recognize as Donna, even from a distance, but the other was a girl she didn't know. Still, even more eye-catching to her was the fact that they were running from something.

"Donna!" She called out, energetically waving to make sure she was seen before the soldier in her began to start taking over. Though even that could not erase the smile on her face at seeing someone familiar.

Looking father behind them, she could spot the...shadows? Was that what they were? But why were they getting chased by shadows? Just looking at them made her curious. What were they called? What was their purpose? And why were they chasing Donna and the other girl?

It was difficult to pull her mind away from the questions, but with effort, she managed it, and put herself into a fighting stance, her hand moving to the handle of her gun, ready to pull it out in only an instant to cover the two running girls if it came down to it.