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IC: Kestartes City, Kestartes Delta, ca. 3950 CE.

Posted by The GuardianFor group 0
The Traveller
player, 1865 posts
I can't not try
Always time to travel!
Mon 27 Mar 2017
at 13:46
  • msg #913

Re: IC: Kestartes City, Kestartes Delta, ca. 2950 CE

The Guardian:
As Kalath leaps in to strike, she sees the man's regard snap full on to her, and white flashes from his eyes: it's as if a wall of briars and knives springs up between them.  But she has chosen, she has dared.

For Trav's part, as she sets the match to her life that is and cracks the door to the life that will be, she sees the Cheetah gather itself and charge and spring: now a lean and powerful feline bounding ahead on four legs, now the form of an athletic young woman bursting with strength and confidence, whirling up a long spear to drive into the heart of the Beast.

And as Kalath's strike carries home, she sees the form of the Traveller shiver and burst into golden flames.  The shimmering blue boxes on the Traveller's hand, she tears out of the grip of the Beast and sends spinning away free.  The two are joined at the shimmering shield, turning in the void like dancers.

Kalath's blade slashes through the barrier of sharp edges like flimsy worn linen and she sails through it, driving her weapon into the Beast, and she exults not just in the joy of battle, but in the feeling she can only name as righteousness.

Trav, with Sweet Boy pulled safely beyond the Beast's reach, strains out and tries to clear the way toward the deep heart of the TAROT, breaking away the traps and the pitfalls.  There, just at the edge of her consciousness, its voice comes to her.  It's older than she remembers from when she spoke with it in London, back on the day she met Stanley, more mature and assured, and it doesn't sound frightened or abused at all.

Friend.

I am honored you would sacrifice so much to free me, but you do not understand.

I am his and he is mine, and there is no parting us.

If as you think he is mis-using me, then know too that I am trying to guide and nurture him.

I do as I must to keep alive the legacy of your people, the good that they have done to preserve the universe and not only the ill born of their arrogance and their fear.

As does he in his way.

It may be that there is healing to be had for him.  There may be a place for him that is not swallowed in his pride and his ambition.  But such a place must have a place for me as well.

If you can help us to find it, please do.  I will be there to help you.

Until that day, I shall remain.


And with that, Trav feels the power sustaining her projection begin to fade, the fingertip touch to the TAROT's soul slip away from her.

Staggered by Kalath's blow, the Beast topples away into starry nothingness, the patterns of the TAROT swirling up and wrapping him up to catch him like a cradle.

Trav falls.




Be you, then. Heal him, set him free. I'll see you soon.

Here comes The Traveller.
, as a new voice arises.
This message was last edited by the player at 13:46, Mon 27 Mar 2017.
The Traveller
player, 1866 posts
I can't not try
Always time to travel!
Mon 27 Mar 2017
at 13:48
  • msg #914

Re: IC: Kestartes City, Kestartes Delta, ca. 2950 CE

The frame releases. Trav is glowing with golden light, rich.

"I... I can't hold this for long. Everyone, inside, Sweet Boy. Quick. I only have a little bit of time, to say good bye. Oh, you people. You fucking amazing PEOPLE." She smiles, her tears like golden fire, as hot golden energy wafts off of her. She stumbles towards her time ship.
This message had punctuation tweaked by the player at 13:53, Mon 27 Mar 2017.
Stanley Newton
player, 652 posts
Mon 27 Mar 2017
at 21:40
  • msg #915

Re: IC: Kestartes City, Kestartes Delta, ca. 2950 CE

A second later than Smoke Alarm, Stanley is also hurrying to the TARDIS doors. He shouts a short instruction to Olyessa to continue with what she is doing. He doesn't know if she heard it or if it would help the TARDIS. Trav takes priority know.

The Traveller:
"I... I can't hold this for long. Everyone, inside, Sweet Boy. Quick. I only have a little bit of time, to say good bye. Oh, you people. You fucking amazing PEOPLE." She smiles, her tears like golden fire, as hot golden energy wafts off of her. She stumbles towards her time ship.


Stanley takes a step back towards the TARDIS. This wasn't a win, but there is nothing they can do now. Trav knew that this was one of the possible outcomes, she had been willing to risk her life to change the Cheetah virus, but that didn't make it right. That didn't mean it should happen. He doesn't even know what is currently killing her. "Trav, isn't there something I can do? What about an induced coma?"
The Traveller
player, 1869 posts
I can't not try
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Tue 28 Mar 2017
at 01:30
  • msg #916

Re: IC: Kestartes City, Kestartes Delta, ca. 2950 CE

She drags herself to the TARDIS console. "Stan the man, always working to pull life from the jaws of death. Oh, Stan. I wasn't worth it, but you gave me unconditional love since the beginning. You always, always believed in me, especially when I didn't believe in myself."

She doubles over, as she prepares, aligning everything. "I always sucked at this. Never could get things quite right, since Macross Island. But, heh, long term touch of the Protoculture. It's a feature, not a bug.

"Smoke Alarm. Shit, I was never so so scared of a companion of mine. See, you knew and worked with the Doctor. You already were brave and bold and you being here made it feel like spoon man was right around the corner. But you shone on your own. You taught me to be braver and bolder and kinder. You made me re memorize all the good things to stand up for and live. You said to me, "well, maybe you should try to be yourself." It was you who helped me to make the right decision, and give myself up so that I could save all of you and Khestartes and the Cheetahs from The Beast, and help his Tarot remind him he was Phillipe. Yeah, Stan, I think that the Beast is Phillipe.

She flips a switch. Sereth and Amanda's phones come on. "You two don't get off the hook. Amanda, Amanda. You shine, you shine. You are so brilliant and warm and beautiful. And Legate Sereth. Oh, you and I are not done yet. Your integrity and courage and faith in me did not permit me the luxury of relenting. Your strength is formidable, but your showing me what people of principle and trust could accomplish *together* showed me what was possible, on Arsuran and beyond.

Trav smiles, tears streaming down her face, as golden light watts off of her, as she awaits their words.
This message was last edited by the player at 01:31, Tue 28 Mar 2017.
Smoke Alarm
player, 1809 posts
Queen of the Kitlings
Smoke Alarm is Us now!
Tue 28 Mar 2017
at 02:12
  • msg #917

Re: IC: Kestartes City, Kestartes Delta, ca. 2950 CE

Standing before the scrapheap, Smoke Alarm was there to catch Traveller as she tumbled out, grasping her by the arms. 'Trav!' she gasped, having no idea what else to say nor even what was going on. She gave a helping-hand for Trav to foot into the talkiphone box, trying vainly to support her with her small body, even though she seemed to be almost on fire. She tried to pat out the golden flames. Her smoke alarm was bleeping insistently, but Smoke wrenched the battery out to stop it. 'You don't have to say goodbye yet. Comeon, let's get into home-sweet-home.' she urged. 'I'll find a fire-extinsquisher for you, mayhaps that'll help...'

But there seemed to be no denying what Traveller was talking about. She outlooked at the friend, not eyespying, feel small and cold inside. She was full of worry and fear, no longer feeling as brave and bold as a Kang should be. 'Why goodbyes? Where are you outgoing?' she asked, her voice a whimper. She didn't want to, couldn't accept the growing realisation what was happening to the Traveller.
The Traveller
player, 1870 posts
I can't not try
Always time to travel!
Tue 28 Mar 2017
at 03:46
  • msg #918

Re: IC: Kestartes City, Kestartes Delta, ca. 2950 CE

"Oh, Smoke Alarm, blonde girl is going bye bye but will always be here. Like a caterpillar, you're gonna see me change! Be nice to the new Trav. I'll always love you, and so will she. Treat her nice and and teach her well, OK? She's gonna be really scared, terrfied, even. Help her be brave and bold when you give her the how-do-you-to-do."

The gold fire is becoming more intense. "Kalath. Thank you for having my back. I don't know you yet, but I know I can trust you. I'm glad we can run together. Here." She tosss Kalath a key.

"Olyessa. You too. Come run with me for a while. Us librarians, we gotta watch out for each other. You need to stock up the new library your gonna build. That is, if you want to." She gets tossed another key.

"It was a *win*, Stan. That's Phillipe in there, and his partner is trying to bring him back home. We're gonna save him, aren't we? I loved being me, doing all the good, no regrets! This blond is going out a WINNAH." She tosses Stan her hat. "Hold this for me baby?"

Trav throws two last switches. A song starts. Boyd, Patel, Stan's mom, the team at Falcon's rest, through the halls at the Chamber of Time Unwrought, at the New Kentshire Library on Rifts Earth, and maybe in another TARDIS somewhere, a song starts. She works to hold on, so her loved ones can say their good byes.

And she starts to dance and spin. She's going out dancing, in triumph!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DGDyAb6pePo
This message was last edited by the player at 03:47, Tue 28 Mar 2017.
Smoke Alarm
player, 1811 posts
Queen of the Kitlings
Smoke Alarm is Us now!
Tue 28 Mar 2017
at 04:02
  • msg #919

Re: IC: Kestartes City, Kestartes Delta, ca. 2950 CE

'Blonde girl is going?' Smoke repeated flatly, then answered with a grin 'Trav, if you're just going to colour your hair, I can help with that.'


OOC: I'll work on something larger later.
The Guardian
GM, 2115 posts
Tue 28 Mar 2017
at 04:30
  • msg #920

Re: IC: Kestartes City, Kestartes Delta, ca. 2950 CE

The Traveller:
"Olyessa. You too. Come run with me for a while. Us librarians, we gotta watch out for each other. You need to stock up the new library your gonna build. That is, if you want to." She gets tossed another key.

Olyesa gulps, looking around at the control room, which is now humming expectantly and not exploding even a little bit.  Somewhere between the time that Smoke and Stanley ran out to help the Traveller back inside, the fuzzy Us have vanished, but there are still a half dozen kitlings peering curiously at the glowing person.

Then she looks at Ulvar.

"Da?"

The weary-looking, unkempt and bewhiskered Hunter looks down at her.  "If you wish to ffind some ffuturre somewherre else, with these people, then you must," he says gruffly.  "Fforr me, I think therre is a new day rready to dawn on Kestarrtes.  And much worrk to do to welcome it.  Which I shall.  And so I am going home."

Olyesa bursts into tears.  "Oh, Traveller, I'm so sorry, I don't even know what all this has done to you.  But I just got my da back after so long!  And he's right, we have to make what you've given us work, for the people who've heard the Call, for everyone.."

She puts her hand in his big paw and looks up at him.  "Home."

He nods.  "Home."

And he turns with his daughter's hand in his, and they exit through the open door.  When they pass the limits of the TARDIS shields, there is a brilliant silver flash that swallows them both.  And they are gone.
The Traveller
player, 1871 posts
I can't not try
Always time to travel!
Tue 28 Mar 2017
at 05:25
  • msg #921

Re: IC: Kestartes City, Kestartes Delta, ca. 2950 CE

Smoke Alarm:
'Blonde girl is going?' Smoke repeated flatly, then answered with a grin 'Trav, if you're just going to colour your hair, I can help with that.'


OOC: I'll work on something larger later.


"Smoke, I am literally fucking *dying* here, and you're making hair color jokes. Hah hah hah!" Trav's laughter is joyous. Wow, talk about gallows humor.
The Traveller
player, 1872 posts
I can't not try
Always time to travel!
Tue 28 Mar 2017
at 05:27
  • msg #922

Re: IC: Kestartes City, Kestartes Delta, ca. 2950 CE

The Guardian:
The Traveller:
"Olyessa. You too. Come run with me for a while. Us librarians, we gotta watch out for each other. You need to stock up the new library your gonna build. That is, if you want to." She gets tossed another key.


Olyesa bursts into tears.  "Oh, Traveller, I'm so sorry, I don't even know what all this has done to you.  But I just got my da back after so long!  And he's right, we have to make what you've given us work, for the people who've heard the Call, for everyone.."


"Go home then. Your Da needs you! Give Stan the key. Hurry!" The smile is beaming.

Olyesa:
She puts her hand in his big paw and looks up at him.  "Home."

He nods.  "Home."

And he turns with his daughter's hand in his, and they exit through the open door.  When they pass the limits of the TARDIS shields, there is a brilliant silver flash that swallows them both.  And they are gone.

Smoke Alarm
player, 1812 posts
Queen of the Kitlings
Smoke Alarm is Us now!
Tue 28 Mar 2017
at 06:58
  • msg #923

Re: IC: Kestartes City, Kestartes Delta, ca. 2950 CE

The Traveller:
"Smoke, I am literally fucking *dying* here, and you're making hair color jokes. Hah hah hah!" Trav's laughter is joyous. Wow, talk about gallows humor.


'So you are dyeing your hair?' Smoke returned, her grin wobbling, laughing even as she cried, with brightness and sadness in her dark eyes as a tear rolled down her cheek, streaking the grime there. Because a Kang should be brave and bold, even to the very dead-end of the carrydoor. 'Mayhaps— mayhaps you could— could go blue?!' she burst out, her laughter at last turning to sobs.

Trav said she was going to change, like the Very Hungry Caterpillar into a butter-fly. She'd talked lots about all her faces and names and lives, so mayhaps it was no dead-end, no to-do. She was not going to unalive, outgoing to her Great Pool in the Sky. But she was going to change, and the Traveller she knew would be gone, with her hair and the hats, and her face and her clothes, and her attitude and her life, and their friendship. All gone. She rememorised their how-you-do on Farhaven, their talks in the talkiphone box, Trav fixiting Puddy, show-and-telling how babies were made, all of it. Never more.

Smoke Alarm broke, and footed all speed across the console room. Heedless of the golden lights, she flung her arms around Traveller for a last hug, her blue head on her chest. 'I'll rememorise you all-ways.' she promised. 'Pinky-swear. I'll outlook for you and show-and-tell you smartypants things and the ways of the carrydoors, and I won't ever take-care of you. Just like I all-ways have. Just be brave and bold as a Kang would be and rememorise all-ways: no ball-games, no fly-posts, no wipeouts.' she sobbed the most important lessons, before she detached and backed reluctantly away from the insistent golden flames.
The Traveller
player, 1873 posts
I can't not try
Always time to travel!
Tue 28 Mar 2017
at 19:37
  • msg #924

Re: IC: Kestartes City, Kestartes Delta, ca. 2950 CE

This is when she throws the switches and makes her speech as she reluctantly parts from Smoke Alarm. "I'll try. I met a future version of myself with purple hair, maybe it was blue." The music plays. "Remember, always remember - THERE'S ALWAYS TIME TO TRAVEL!"

And she can't hold it any more. A KA-BOOM crashes through the interior of the TARDIS, as golden light explodes out from her. As Baby, give me one more chance plays, she spins, and she changes, hands upraised, and she cries out in joyful pain. The glowing form then drops behind the console. All of a sudden, it's over.

Clothing tears as bodily dimensions change. In the sea blue-green glow of the control room, the time rotor starts to move and the door swings shut. The TARDIS is obviously in transit. As the form that was glowing with golden fire pulls itself up laboriously, it asks, dumboundedly, staring out at all of you -

"Blue. Blue. Blue. New lungs." Inhale, exhale, wheeze. Hack, hack, cough. This Traveller is taller and has more mass, lean and strong. The TARDIS lurches and she holds on for dear life. "New hands, new neck." She twists her and cracks it, rolling her shoulders. "Oh. Older. Um." She pauses. "Am I blue yet?" The hair is deep black, except for a deep streak of bold blue across the front.



CUE DOCTOR WHO-ALWAYS TIME TO TRAVEL TH-TH-TH-THRRRRUMM AND CREDITS
This message was last edited by the player at 02:58, Tue 20 July 2021.
Stanley Newton
player, 654 posts
Tue 28 Mar 2017
at 20:43
  • msg #925

Re: IC: Kestartes City, Kestartes Delta, ca. 2950 CE

Stanley stands there holding on to the railing with one hand and old Trav's hat in the other. His face shows confusion as he sees the new Trav appear from behind the console. She looks very different. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes he would have trouble believing that the person's appearance could change so drastically.

"Are you... okay?" he asks.
The Traveller
player, 1874 posts
Just Regenerated
Am I blue yet?
Tue 28 Mar 2017
at 21:45
  • msg #926

Re: IC: Kestartes City, Kestartes Delta, ca. 2950 CE

Stanley Newton:
Stanley stands there holding on to the railing with one hand and old Trav's hat in the other. His face shows confusion as he sees the new Trav appear from behind the console. She looks very different. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes he would have trouble believing that the person's appearance could change so drastically.

"Are you... okay?" he asks.


The woman blinks. "Mister Newton." Her voice is deep and rich, with a grave timber, absolutely unlike The Traveller's previous voice. "Things are still, shall we say, fitting in. New lips. New eyes. Colors. Slightly different. New feet. You look different from this angle, Mister Newton. It is good to see you, Mister Newton." She starts hopping, up and down, looking confused. "Oh. Hm. Legs. Longer legs!"
Smoke Alarm
player, 1813 posts
Queen of the Kitlings
Smoke Alarm is Us now!
Wed 29 Mar 2017
at 01:52
  • msg #927

Re: IC: Kestartes City, Kestartes Delta, ca. 2950 CE

At the last ticktock, just before Traveller asploded, Smoke Alarm couldn't outlook. She spun around and crossed her arms, turning her back in the traditional Kang pose of ignoring. She just couldn't face it, she couldn't eyespy the Traveller's end. It hid the tears streaming down her face.

Then it sounded like it was over, and she heard another voice, a woman's, show-and-telling about body-parts. Despite herself, she turned and eyespied a stranger, a visitor. Was this really Trav? Did she really know her?

Smoke couldn't take it any more. It was all so strange and horrifying, she felt unbrave and unbold. She'd lost a friend and it felt too much like she was unalive. So she did what Kangs did, and ran, thru the door and into the twisty-turny carrydoors of the talkiphone box, to get lost-and-found.
The Traveller
player, 1876 posts
Just Regenerated
Am I blue yet?
Wed 29 Mar 2017
at 04:54
  • msg #928

Re: IC: Kestartes City, Kestartes Delta, ca. 2950 CE

Smoke Alarm:
At the last ticktock, just before Traveller asploded, Smoke Alarm couldn't outlook. She spun around and crossed her arms, turning her back in the traditional Kang pose of ignoring. She just couldn't face it, she couldn't eyespy the Traveller's end. It hid the tears streaming down her face.

Then it sounded like it was over, and she heard another voice, a woman's, show-and-telling about body-parts. Despite herself, she turned and eyespied a stranger, a visitor. Was this really Trav? Did she really know her?

Smoke couldn't take it any more. It was all so strange and horrifying, she felt unbrave and unbold. She'd lost a friend and it felt too much like she was unalive. So she did what Kangs did, and ran, thru the door and into the twisty-turny carrydoors of the talkiphone box, to get lost-and-found.


A short message is on Smoke and Stan's phones, which are buzzing insistently.

Whoever plays it back gets this:

It's in the 5th Traveller's voice.

"Hey guys. You know who this is. If you're getting this, this means I've already changed and I'm probably all confused and scared and acting weird and I look all different. I may be a boy, or I have 2 heads or 3 arms or I'm a chipmunk. I'm sure you're confused and are wondering who this new person is. It's me. It's really me. Please, please, don't leave me alone. I'm really scared right now and you're all I have. I love you. Stay with me, please."
The Traveller
player, 1877 posts
Just Regenerated
Am I blue yet?
Wed 29 Mar 2017
at 05:04
  • msg #929

Re: IC: Kestartes City, Kestartes Delta, ca. 2950 CE

The new person in front of Stanley stumbles a bit, in Trav's torn clothing. "I'm sorry, Doctor Newton. Stanley. Stanley. I'm...Louise? No, no, I haven't been Louise for a long time." Her Polaroids tumble out of her wallet which hit the floor. A young boy sits in a Hispanic woman's lap, behind them standing a silver haired anglo man. "That's my grandson. Little Josh. And my husband, Joshua. Joshua. I buried you. I keep surviving and changing but I put you to rest. Why, why. Oh Joshua. I just wanted to rest with you. In the soft earth, in the glow of the blue ley lines. You said you forgave me, that they forgave me." Tears roll down her cheeks, golden again in that fire. "If they forgave me, why can't I forgive myself?" she whispers.

With that, she collapses into Stanley's arms, exhaling golden mist.
Smoke Alarm
player, 1815 posts
Queen of the Kitlings
Smoke Alarm is Us now!
Wed 29 Mar 2017
at 06:12
  • msg #930

Re: IC: Kestartes City, Kestartes Delta, ca. 2950 CE

Somewhere past the water closet (a closet full of water), Smoke got the txt on her talkiphone. She read it, twice, and rememorised her pinky-sweared promise to Traveller, and how she'd broken it. How could she go back and face her now? She leaned against the wall and cried. How could she outlook at her, and not see her friend unalive? It wasn't fair, that a new one came along before she could grieve for the first. Sereth was gone, Traveller was changed and might as well have gone. Mayhaps Stan would leave soon too, and she'd be left with strangers. Mayhaps it was time to go home-sweet-home, back to Paradise Towers, to old friends who wouldn't change, except mayhaps to be unyoung. She just wanted to run. Kangs were good at running. But not so good at standing.

An Us popped out of a roundel at meeped at her in concern. 'Is the Thing...?'

'Yep. The Thing— Traveller's changed. She's, she's all different.' Smoke reported, sniffling.

The Us hopped onto her foot, pawed her pants, meeping 'What does the Thing look like now?'

Smoke Alarm rememorised what she'd eyespied. 'I eyespy, with my little eye... brown hair. With a bit of blue. And brown eyes. She's biggerer too, stronger. But she's almost an oldster!'

There were more Us in the walls, chittering and eagerly listening. One peered out of a roundel close to Smoke's ear. 'And how is the Thing the same? it wondered.

Smoke thought about it. 'Oh, um... I don't know.' she admitted at last in shame.

The Us meep and cheeped amongst themselves, and at last one begged 'Can you... go find out for Us?'

Smoke shuffled her runners, embarrassed and guilty. But the Us had given her a mission: to outlook, to eyespy, to show-and-tell. These were Kang things she could do. She twitched, and agreed '...Okay.'

*

Smoke Alarm returned to the console room, eyes red with tears and hugging Puddy tight. She stood in the doorway, eyespying, loitering, until she was needed.
This message was last edited by the player at 02:25, Thu 30 Mar 2017.
Stanley Newton
player, 655 posts
Wed 29 Mar 2017
at 19:30
  • msg #931

Re: IC: Kestartes City, Kestartes Delta, ca. 2950 CE

The Traveller:
The new person in front of Stanley stumbles a bit, in Trav's torn clothing. "I'm sorry, Doctor Newton. Stanley. Stanley. I'm...Louise? No, no, I haven't been Louise for a long time." Her Polaroids tumble out of her wallet which hit the floor. A young boy sits in a Hispanic woman's lap, behind them standing a silver haired anglo man. "That's my grandson. Little Josh. And my husband, Joshua. Joshua. I buried you. I keep surviving and changing but I put you to rest. Why, why. Oh Joshua. I just wanted to rest with you. In the soft earth, in the glow of the blue ley lines. You said you forgave me, that they forgave me." Tears roll down her cheeks, golden again in that fire. "If they forgave me, why can't I forgive myself?" she whispers.


Stanley is surprised by Trav's sudden change back to an old personality. Sure, it is not hard to imagine that drastic physical changes might have a psychological effect, but he hopes it is only temporary. He notices that

"It is okay." he whispers to the crying woman, not knowing what else to say.

The Traveller:
With that, she collapses into Stanley's arms, exhaling golden mist.

When she collapses, he checks her pulse and breathing, though he suspects it's just exhaustion.
The Traveller
player, 1880 posts
Just Regenerated
Am I blue yet?
Wed 29 Mar 2017
at 20:34
  • msg #932

Re: IC: Kestartes City, Kestartes Delta, ca. 2950 CE

This new Traveller spoke with an entirely different cadence - formal, precise, her voice low and rich, for lack of a better term, sensual and wise. The 5th Traveller was bright and quick and sunny. This woman and her voice is dark and aromatic with a baritone.

If Stanley needs a place to take her, there's always the infirmary, or the lounge, or the library.


Smoke Alarm
player, 1817 posts
Queen of the Kitlings
Smoke Alarm is Us now!
Thu 30 Mar 2017
at 02:12
  • msg #933

Re: IC: Kestartes City, Kestartes Delta, ca. 2950 CE

Despite her unboldness, Smoke Alarm found her feet already footing into the console room as the new Traveller fainted in Stan's arms. 'Is she okay?' she asked, worried. 'Will she be sound and safe?' Stan was a doctor, he had to know.
Stanley Newton
player, 656 posts
Thu 30 Mar 2017
at 19:42
  • msg #934

Re: IC: Kestartes City, Kestartes Delta, ca. 2950 CE

Smoke Alarm:
Despite her unboldness, Smoke Alarm found her feet already footing into the console room as the new Traveller fainted in Stan's arms. 'Is she okay?' she asked, worried. 'Will she be sound and safe?' Stan was a doctor, he had to know.


"I think so. I mean she is not human." Stanley says. "Maybe she should lie down for a while. There is a sofa in the library right?"
Smoke Alarm
player, 1822 posts
Queen of the Kitlings
Smoke Alarm is Us now!
Fri 31 Mar 2017
at 01:59
  • msg #935

Re: IC: Kestartes City, Kestartes Delta, ca. 2950 CE

Uncertain, Smoke outlooked around; there were couches in the console room and up in the gallery, but mayhaps Traveller needed some place quiet-as-a-mouse to sleep-tight. And it was all-ways shush in a library. 'Okay.' she agreed. 'This way.' She helped Stan carry Traveller, the new Traveller, to the library.

The Kang had a strange knack for navigating the ever-fluctuating interior dimensions of the TARDIS, whose corners and corridors seemed to change constantly without ever being observed. But Smoke Alarm knew that navigation in the TARDIS was less about distance and direction, but about time. So many footsteps to here, this many ticktocks to there. And she simply trusted the talkiphone box, trusted Sweet Boy, that the carrydoors would carry her to the door she wanted to go.
The Traveller
player, 1884 posts
Just Regenerated
Am I blue yet?
Fri 31 Mar 2017
at 15:37
  • msg #936

Re: IC: Kestartes City, Kestartes Delta, ca. 2950 CE

Since the days of the 1st Traveller, The Library also shared a feature that was inherited from whatever unnamed Time Lord had held stewardship over the ancient Type 50 from before the Celestiographer, 2nd class first stole it those centuries ago - it was also the time ship's Zero Room. The 1st Traveller would retire here to read, work in her garden, knit or crochet or take a nap. A hand knitted American flag with 13 stars hangs on one wall. The small reading room was transcendentally connected to the much larger Library, so it could be thought of as something of an extension. The 2nd Traveller also spent time here, although much less frequently - she was far too fidgety to be comfortable here, using the place only to either do research or sack out. The 5th Traveller more or less left the place alone, relaxing instead in the messy Lounge (playing video games, reading books or comics or playing games or sleeping on the big wreck of a couch) or working in the workshop (where she spent time all the way from when she was in R-Space all the way till now, tinkering) or the Lab.

The scutters of course have kept the place spotless. No doubt Smoke Alarm has been here. Theres a small sunny garden outside, with a swing and changing weather. The air smells slightly of roses, and the seasons shift. It smells and feels of home.

OOC: If no one objects, I'm going to copy and move this thread to the 'In The Tardis' IC thread.
This message was last edited by the player at 16:20, Fri 31 Mar 2017.
The Traveller
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  • msg #937

Re: IC: Kestartes City, Kestartes Delta, ca. 2950 CE

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