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doctor who (d1) patricia menzies

[006]

[Menzies arrives lying on the ground somewhere in the middle of the Plane. she's breathing hard, looking rather horrified and a little pale. she quickly sits up, looking down at herself in apparent confusion. then she starts to pat herself down, as though checking for injuries] All right... No gunshot. Fine now, then. Sure.

[taking a deep breath, she pulls herself to her feet, still looking completely frazzled. after a moment's thought, she takes hold of the ID badge that hangs around her neck. pulling it out, she briskly runs the edge of it along the back of one her hands, creating a small cut. she winces but watches with apparent interest as the cut bleeds red] And not dead. [she breathes a sigh of relief] First thing that's gone right all day... [she replaces her ID card before looking around, her expression uncharacteristically uncertain. she still looks pale and out of breath, and she clearly has no idea what to do now] Maybe this is payback for pissing off Ray.

[ooc: Menzies is in the middle of major trouble back home! See my OOC post for details.]

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[Riku's not phased by the attempted stabs at his intelligence. He just shrugs a shoulder.]

Then how do you end a scenario?

[Offering, huh? He almost looks a bit disgusted, but he fights that feeling down and does his best to keep his cool. He thinks about it for a moment... until he has an idea.]

Let her go, and I'll tell you about this.

[Then he turns to the robot. He extends his hand, palm forward, and the dark barrier twists into a burst of black energy and, more importantly, current that not only hits the robot with incredible force, but seems to seep inside of it like steam between cracks.]

[the man looks at him like he really must be an imbecile] You don't. [but he put his hands back on the controls, doing something] If you knew anything, you'd know that the scenario only ends when it meets its programmed objective. I can't make it end any more than you can!

[but he does perk up at that offer] You can share that technology?

[the robot stumbles backwards at the force of the blast. and then the weapon in its chest starts to glow--clearly you've convinced it to switch tactics, Riku]

[meanwhile, the man is now staring in shock at the readings on his machines] What!? Where has she-!? How!?

So then this... [Another dark sphere of energy appears in his hand.] ... is something you're interested in?

[He's about to elaborate a little, but the robot starts warming up its weapon and that gets his attention instead. He shifts his position, ready to rush the thing and start a proper fight.

Then the man mentions that Menzies is gone, and Riku knows exactly what's happened. He smirks, a little smug, and wills himself back to the Plane.]

[when he gets there, he'll find Menzies on the ground, staring up rather blankly. she's caught somewhere between conscious and not, her mind still reeling from the shock of memory mixed with very nearly getting sucked into a new mindscape before she got out of there]

[He immediately rushes to her side, dropping to the ground and placing a hand on her shoulder. The blank look is not at all comforting, thanks, not after what he said about pulling her out before whatever the hell scenario-thing-whatever was done...]

Menzies? ... Menzies!

[Please, please say something djsakfl]

[she blinks, wincing as the sound and physical contact pulls her back to reality] Huh? What...what happened? Frank... [she turns, expecting to find herself still in the room. she blinks at the Plane] We got out? [she closes her eyes, cringing] Oh hell, that hurts.

[He silently lets out a breath he didn't realize he was holding in the first place. She's okay... at least there's that. He manages to give her a very tiny, but very relieved smile.]

Yeah. We're back. And I think I'm beginning to understand what's going on.

[He moves to help her sit up, if she wants it.] Hey. Let's get you some water, or something.

[she accepts the help without protest, putting a hand to her head. her voice is pained] Mind explaining what's going on first, since you seem to know so much about it?

[Honestly, he's still trying to piece everything together for himself. Not all of it makes sense, after all.]

You were in... some sort of machine. The man back there called it a mindscape generator. Do you know what that is?

A what? [she frowns darkly] No, but I can guess what it might be. What else did Frank have to say about it? [because she remembers Frank now, and she is very much not happy about this]

He said that you were in a... scenario. And that he can't release you until it's finished it's programming. [He shakes his head.] He wants some sort of information.

Frank? So you know him?

He didn't 'appen to say what, did he?

[she nods] Oh, I remember him now. New arrival--I was supposed to meet him at a café after my shift on Monday. But then there was a robbery and got we gassed--no, wait. I did meet him. [she sighs] Damn, first I've got memories that make no sense, and now I remember the same thing more than once... Just what is he playing at!?

No. He didn't.

The same thing more than once...? [wait.] What if that's the scenario?

[she makes a face] 'Course he didn't.

[it takes her mind a brief moment to process that--she's still having a tough time concentrating] I gather one of them is, anyway. Probably the one where I died. [she sighs, still fighting to put all this together] So he's got me in some sort of machine, which keeps putting me in the middle of alien invasions. That kill me. [her expression is highly unamused] What the hell sort of information does he get out of that?

I don't know. But we have to find a way to get you out of there. [A pause... then he sighs and shakes his head.] I've never seen anything like that. I'm not sure how to even begin to help.

Too right. [or she needs to find a way, anyway. she'd really like to keep Riku out of danger this time, although as insistent as he is about getting involved, she has a feeling that won't happen] So it's a good thing I know someone who might just 'ave seen that thing before--or something like it, anyway.

I can think of one way. What else did you see in there? Any weapons or other people? Or was it just Frank and his delightful machine?

[Well that's good news.] Really? Who?

Not another person. Just a... metal-bodied creature. It was armed, and moved on its own. [a pause] I think it was mechanical. Not really alive. [Something truly alive would not have been so... ... dumb.]

Ever run into the Doctor?

[that was unexpected] You mean some sort of robot? [with a certain amount of dread in her voice:] ...tell me it didn't look like a giant mosquito. [because that would be just what they need]

[He smiles a bit. Of course...] Yeah. I have.

[He nods, and shrugs one shoulder. Robot, huh? Well, at least now he knows what to call it.]

It didn't. It looked... more like a human, but still definitely not.

He's good with things like that. If anybody's seen a...ah, "mindscape generator" before, it'll be 'im.

Then that's one bit of good news...probably. Did Frank 'ave anything else to say? [sourly] Or did he just want to make sure you knew I wasn't getting out of there?

[she figures anything he said about that should be taken with a grain of salt, considering]

You know, that doesn't surprise me.

[He shakes his head.] No. He just said that you're in a mindscape generator, and that we can't get you out until it finishes the scenario.

[she smiles faintly, amused] You do know 'im, then.

What a surprise! [she sighs, going quiet for a moment. there doesn't seem to be much else they can do now--not without more information first] Mind giving me a hand up? [she thinks she's okay now, but she'd rather not try to stand and suddenly discover otherwise]

[He mirrors her faint smile, and her amusement.] Yeah, I guess I do.

[He nods, taking her arm and placing it over his shoulders. He stands, pulling her up with him - not too quickly, just in case.]

[this catches her by surprise as she was just expecting his hand] Ah, I'm all right. Really. [but once they're up, she waits before letting go, making sure she really is steady] Cheers for that.

Of course. [And once he's sure she's not going to fall over, he steps away.

He's silent for a moment, clearly frustrated. It's always worrying when there's no immediate answer.] There has to be a way to fix this...

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