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[grip_on_reality]

[Menzies appears on the Plane near the bathhouse. she has an overnight bag slung over her shoulder, and she looks disgruntled. also, her eyes are glowing faintly with dark blue light, and hidden beneath her hair is a rash on the back of her neck]

[she starts walking forward, slowly, with her hands outstretched in front of her. it's obvious that she can't see where she's going, although she has picked the right direction] If that worked, then the bathhouse should be... [she frowns, hesitating. she thought she'd brought herself to the Plane right in front of it, but apparently not. she mutters:] All right, if this didn't work, there'd better be something nearby. [she continues somewhat haltingly forward, but before she even reaches the building, she abruptly stops and turns her head]

Who's there?

[she's sure she just "saw" a flash of colour, so she's turned in the direction she expects to find a person. considering the situation, she hopes it's a friend]

[ooc: Menzies has inhaled the pollen! she has taken on a couple specific alien attributes, meaning that she can't see at the moment. instead, she sees the essences of people (and other living beings). if you'd like her to be able to see your character's, please indicate in your tag what color their essence is, as well as an idea of their current feelings/intentions. if there's anything you don't want to share, we'll just assume she's seeing on the wrong wavelength to sense that character or information. and let me know if you have any questions!]

Comments

[lamb_of_gold]

Menzies? What's the matter?


[Soft lavender, with a core of bright gold. Currently confused and worried. ]

[grip_on_reality]

Mu? [he would be the colour of his hair. but she can sense that worry--it's a strange sensation, and she feels an odd compunction to...understand it? help with it? she's not sure. but in any case, she starts in his direction, still moving slowly, although she's lowered her arms. while she's looking at him, the blindness means she can't make eye contact] An experiment, apparently. You seem awful worried. Has anything 'appened to anybody else?

[lamb_of_gold]

Not that I've noticed.

[There's a beat, and then...]

You cannot see.

[The confusion abates somewhat, but the worry remains. Mu reaches out and touches Menzies at her elbow, indicating where he is.]

[grip_on_reality]

[she jumps slightly when he touches her. she knew he was there, but she wasn't expecting that]

Ah--no. But I do see...something. [she frowns] Look, there's no reason to be that worried. I can 'andle this.

[darkercalling]

[Riku's color is an even gray - well, maybe it's just a shade darker than lighter, but it doesn't matter all that much. As for current feelings and intentions... he's concerned about her. His only intention is to make sure she's okay.]

Hey. It's just me. [his eyes widen a bit at the sight of hers.] What's going on?

[grip_on_reality]

Riku. [she relaxes a little, though she's curious at the gray colour she sees from him. she tilts her head as she looks the energy up and down, but naturally she isn't making eye contact] An experiment. I'm not sure. Are you all right?

[darkercalling]

I'm fine. [A pause, and then a short, somewhat humorless chuckle.] I think. If something's wrong with me, I don't know it yet.

What happened to you? [He frowns, stepping a bit closer now. She can't see, can she? But then, why was she looking him over like that?]

[bonnypiperlad]

[As luck would have it, Jamie is also heading to the bathhouse, scratching as he goes. It feels like the entire upper half of him is itching right now, and nothing on the TARDIS has worked, so he's hoping that a bath will do the trick. The way Menzies is acting is odd enough to catch his attention, however, and he heads over towards her, a look of concern on his face.]

It's Jamie. Hey, are ye alright?

[What she'll see is an aura that's mostly red with some orange mixed in, and the concern is just as evident in his feelings as it is in his voice. Also he is very, very itchy, and it is driving him nuts.]

[grip_on_reality]

Jamie? [it takes her a second, but the name and the voice is enough for her to realise who this is--the young Scottish man who joined them in going after Grey] Oh. You know the Doctor, right?

[she tracks his moving aura as he comes toward her, although she can't make eye contact through the blindness. her words grow a bit absent as she's now paying more attention to reading him than to answering] Yeah. Just...can't see. Must be an experiment. [it was a start for an explanation, anyway]

Are you all right? [she can sense the itchiness, and she can't imagine why that would be such a huge focus for him. just how severe is it? as though reminded, she absently scratches at the back of her own neck]

[bonnypiperlad]

Aye, I do.

[An experiment would make sense, but he sees that scratching and frowns.]

I've some sort of a rash, and it's getting worse. Say, you're scratching your neck. You've not got one too, have ye?

[inhumanity]

[What she gets is a very gentle voice.] Are you all right? Do you need a guiding hand?

[It's darkness and blood red, sharp and erratic. Yet his intentions are totally kind and altruistic.]

[grip_on_reality]

[the essence she sees from Christopher is very strange, and she can't help wondering why it looks like that. she'd be suspicious, but the kind intentions temper that urge--not to mention she knows she could use the help]

Yeah, just an experiment. I was trying to get to the bathhouse. Which way is it from 'ere?

[inhumanity]

[There is a sharp of fear, spiking hard before it mellows out, though the fear does not vanish. But the intention to help is even stronger. And a gentle hand at her elbow.] It's this way.

[ex_oneiromancer912]

Morgana. [The footsteps and rustle of cloth approach; Morgana is coming to Menzies's aid.] Here, I can guide you to a chair.

[It comes a silky red-silver aura with a surge of concern.]

[grip_on_reality]

[from the concern, she gets the impression that she can trust Morgana to help. she nods her gratitude] Thanks. I was just 'oping to get to the bathhouse; I can 'andle it from there.

I'm DI Patricia Menzies. [she purses her lips] Not that I'll be doing my job through this experiment.

[ex_oneiromancer912]

Morgana. [She pauses for a moment. She doesn't quite know what the DI means, but she supposes it's a title?] You were heading in the right direction for the bathhouse. But are you sure you'll be all right on your own? I'm staying here myself, so it isn't any trouble to help you.

[betrayedtwin]

[He can normally see when he's opened private comm channels to people and the different frequencies they're on as they're handily displayed on his HUD. Since he can't, he doesn't quite know if he's managed to get the right person or not. He frowns a bit before he speaks, trying not to get frustrated by this little unforeseen setback, but all he can do is hope at this point.]

This is Agent North Dakota calling Detective Menzies. Do you read me? [Sorry Menzies, it's habit.]

[He's not even sure if she has it on her, but after learning she had a radio on her, he has to give it a shot. He gets up from the couch in the mansion living room, and starts taking a few steps forward so he's headed to the hall.]

[grip_on_reality]

[she jumps at the sudden crackle of that radio, but thankfully she has kept it on her as promised. North's voice is a surprise, but it's also a relief. she has a feeling she's going to need her friends during this experiment, as much as she wants to handle it all herself]

[after a moment's fumbling as she tries to dig out the radio--and then tries to find the button to use it--she responds]

Yeah, I've got you. Is something going on?

[betrayedtwin]

[In truth, it's really nice to hear someone else's voice right now. He can't help the brief, relieved smile when he gets her reply.]

Yeah, you could say that. Patricia, are you anywhere near the mansion?

I'ma assume he figured out some more info...

[most_feared]

Detective? [He steps onto the Plane. And his aura is a sort of dark red.

He's concerned, though, and he approaches with the intention of checking to see if she's alright.]

Sounds good! Her too

[grip_on_reality]

Agent? That you?

[she's still getting used to his younger voice, and unfortunately one word isn't a lot to go on. she's pretty sure that's who it is, though--his essence fits him somehow. she starts forward, slowly, just in case there's something out on the Plane between them that she can't see]

[most_feared]

[Not Menzies, too. He's wondering what the Plane does to the Doctor's friends.]

I'm here, yeah. [He comes over and puts a hand on her upper arm, so she knows where he is. He hasn't quite caught that isn't completely blind like Leela.]

[moveslikestrider]

[He's been here an hour or more, not getting if this is the afterlife or he's just lucky. Dave's essence is a deep red. He pushes away from the wall but doesn't approach Menzies. His voice is pretty recognizable but it's richer toned and deeper. It would have to be since he's now a 33 year old.] No one, just a dude that's a little bit confused. Don't fuss too much you're right in front of a building if that was your plan.

[grip_on_reality]

[even if his voice is a bit off, Dave's way of speaking makes it impossible to mistake him for anyone else. Menzies smiles a bit wryly--he never does make much sense]

Confused about what, exactly?

[his mention of the building is a relief, though] The bathhouse? [she relaxes] Cheers. So what's going on?

[ollieoutie]

This place. Last I checked when you check out of the moral coil you don't go to space hubs where some chick goes 'welcome to the machine'. Unless this is some weird ass we saved your butt scenario.

[He shakes his head as he adds.] Not much is going on but this rash can go away any damn day now. [A pause.] If you take three steps forward you'll be touching the wall.