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- Haggling Over Something in the Marketplace!
Maybe someone else saw the exact same shiny thing you did at the exact same moment! However shall this be resolved? Remember: blood is extremely hard to scrub off of turtle shell!
- Dramatic Chase Sequence!
You're running away from something! It could be anything, from a rampaging kirin to a gaggle of overly enthusiastic children! One way or another, you can't stop, and much like a katamari ball, you feel obligated to grab everyone in your path along the way to keep them out of danger! Or perhaps you're more the sort to try and knock them into it as a distraction...?
- Where There's A Will, There's A...?
The Life and Dreaming Planes have been merged, and sometimes what starts out as wishful thinking becomes lured into reality. That slick new motorcycle or pile of kingly treasure you were just daydreaming about? Surprise! It's just appeared in front of you. Though, it may only stay for a short while before it disappears again, so make it count. Hopefully you're not the type to daydream about terrible things befalling people you don't like...
- SECRET UNDERCOVER MODE ACTIVATE!
The three major kedan families all have their own agendas, and you've chosen to entangle yourselves with one (or more!) of them. Are you hoping to shift the balance of power? Gain some favours? Perhaps you're on a mission to bring a criminal to justice, or maybe you just want to get the cream of the crop from the black market. Maybe you haven't been hired by them at all, but are using their name for your own goals... as long as no one discovers the lie!
- Wait... you want my what now?!
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- Everybody needs a little darkness...
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- Illicit substances, anyone?
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- Incoming!
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tushanshu_ooc2016-02-10 05:00 pm
Jack Harkness - Torchwood/Doctor Who
So you're a giant turtle carrying around an area the size of a US state that people live on. How's that working out for you?
[Captain Jack Harkness leans up against the wall in the marketplace as he addresses a literal hole in the wall about the height of his shoulder and about the span of his hand. Every once in awhile, he tugs off a piece of the junkfood concoction he got from one of the stalls and feeds it through said hole.]
You don't say. That was rude of them. Didn't notice at all? You are literally carrying around the weight of a world on your back. Can't be easy.
[No one seems to be answering Jack and he might be being avoided a little more than the average Foreigner.]
Haven't happened to see a handsome Welshman with coffee making powers around have you? Hmm. Sure he's around here somewhere. Maybe some rooster-haired good looking gawky man who goes by 'the Doctor'?
[Another bit of food is dropped through the hole as Jack appears to listen and then nod with a cheeky grin.]
No, his name is 'Doctor', not 'Doctor Who?'. Male, yeah. No, it's not Milyn, although I wouldn't mind getting to know her better. You think she takes we Foreigners out for dinner if we let her ask all the questions she wants? Wouldn't mind playing doctor with her. What? What do you mean she's not that kind of girl? I can be a gentleman! You hardly know me. Awfully judgmental for a turtle, aren't you? You know, there were these doctor triplets once on Tarusix VI that had a thing for humanoids with hypervodka.
You think she goes for the Japanese schoolgirl look?
[If Jack is really keeping an eye on a suspicious stall further down with a supposed huge haul of Lucid that one gang poisoned to kill off the customers of another, who's the wiser? Freaking weird Foreigners.]
3. Where There's a Will/9. Incoming!
I'm going to need some barbecue sauce and a Welshman for this. Maybe some dark chocolate. Mostly for the dinosaur but some for the Welshman. If he's been good. A lot of it for him if he's been bad. The dinosaur will sort itself out after she stuffs her stomach.
[All of this is said as what looks suspiciously like a pterodactyl swoops down and snags up a sheep in her talons. She rides a draft of wind back up into the sky. Jack winces. That's probably not going to help relations between locals versus Foreigners. Least she hasn't... oh wait, yeah, she looks to be heading for part of the Midnight Hotel to perch on while tearing apart the sheep.]
Myfanwy! Get off there right now! You don't know where that place has been.
[Those bits of blood, guts and wool would wash right off. No worries.]
[Myfanwy eyes Jack as she tosses back her head and gulps down the last of her meal. There's some challenge there as she wriggles and caws at him playfully. 'Playfully' for an oversized extinct lizard might sound a lot like Threatening To Eat You to the average person.]
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They have their uses.
[There's not much more that he can say. He happens to like the Welsh, one in particular for sure. He isn't the sort to start a fight or bicker over something useless, at least not until he has the upper hand. This could mean that he'll have to deal with a coffee maker on his own soon. Wait. Does this place even have coffee? Oh the humanity.]
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So Jack gets the undisputed pleasure (as far as Chat Noir is concerned) of Chat Noir's company. A boy in a catsuit lands on the top of the wall into a crouch, the belt that makes up his tail twitching inexplicably. ]
What kind of doctor is he?
[Because it's totally okay to interject yourself into other people's (probably) crazy ramblings, right? ]
3/9
Now dat just be pitiful.
[He shakes his head before looking to Jack.]
A fine mount like dat ya can barely get it to listen to ya.