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PostSubject: Curse Of The Lost Ones (Rhy and Brooke)   Sun Oct 07, 2018 11:50 pm

The library inside the Tardis was, without doubt, Brooke's absolute favorite place to be. So quiet and peaceful. So many books. All of those potential friends, just waiting for her to meet them, were lined up so neatly and beautifully on the bookshelves. She spent quite a lot of time in here, when she wasn't running around trying to keep up with the Doctor or being hunted by some hostile alien thing bent on taking over some planet or other. Brooke had removed quite a bit of dust during the short amount of time she had been on board, but with this many books, and a library this size, it would take a long time to keep it all clean. Time better spent reading. Still, she made sure that the shelves that she had visited looked cleaner, and were better organized when she left than they were when she found them.

The girl sometimes imagined herself a bit like Belle, from Beauty and the Beast, except she considered herself no beauty. And there was no beast, since the Doctor was a really nice guy and she wasn't the least bit afraid of him, as she was of many other men. Really, she figured, her only resemblance to Belle was their shared love of books and that they now both had access to an immense library, after previously only having access to a pathetic one.

She was just finishing with her current task; working on one particular section of a bookshelf, she had spent some time dusting and cleaning off the books, and then organizing them into the proper order, straightening up all of the books, and double-checking that everything was in perfect order. Now she rubbed her eyes and decided, instead of spending the rest of the night reading as she would usually do, to take a break. Maybe she'd see what the Doctor was up to. She wasn't sure if he slept or not, but Brooke didn't feel ready for sleep yet, so she headed for the console room.

Upon arriving, she glanced around. Where was he? She peeked under the console thingy, where he had a tendency to be found, working on some wire thingy or fuse something or other. "Doctor?" She called softly, unsure if maybe 3 or 4 am was in fact a time when he might be off somewhere asleep. Actually, she had no idea what time it might be. She had no watch, and no cell phone, or any other means of telling time. It just had a 'middle of the night' feel about it, to the girl who had spent so many nights awake with a book held to the window using light from the streetlamp outside to read by.

Receiving no answer, Brooke shrugged and fiddled with the zipper on her messenger bag, thinking for a moment. She looked around, unsure what to do now. That was when she noticed the screen showing what was outside. She had expected it to show the passing scenery of the time vortex, but instead, it showed that they were actually landed on some planet. What? She blinked in surprise, looking closer. There was ground outside, and stuff like trees and whatever. They had landed. How did she not even notice that?

'Did he call me and I just didn't hear him?' She wondered, remembering how absorbed in her task she had been earlier. She frowned a bit and glanced at the door. Was the Doctor out there, exploring some cool new planet without her? She bit her lip and thought about it for a moment. It wasn't like him to take off an explore someplace without her, but then again, maybe he'd tried to get her attention and she didn't hear. He might be waiting for her or something, right? But then again, he might have landed, figured she'd be asleep, and be waiting for her to wake up. But then again, he might have landed, figured she'd be asleep, and be waiting for her to wake up. But, he ought to know she didn't sleep much.

Making a decision, Brooke slipped out through the doors of the Tardis. She looked around at the scenery around her. "Where are we? And...when are we?" She mumbled to herself. "Are we on Earth?" The sky looked strange for Earth though, but it could just be because it was, in fact, night time. After seeing the purple sky of Astronia, however, not much seemed strange in the way of skies. She glanced around again and then, realizing she was leaning against the Tardis as if scared to go away from it, she stepped further into the strange territory. "Doctor..?" She called softly, tentative. What if there were hostile aliens lurking? But all seemed silent. She found her hand toying with the charms dangling from her bracelet, and made herself stop.

A distant, bobbing, blue light drew her attention to the left. Someone was there. Might that be the Doctor? It was probably the Sonic Screwdriver, and he was probably over there investigating something. Without her. Feeling a little bit relieved as well as a slight feeling of being left out, she headed toward the light. She thought about calling out to him, but some sense of caution made her refrain. After all, she didn't know that it was him. It could be some enemy. That thought made her pause briefly, but she shook her head. 'You're just being paranoid.' She told herself. She set off into the darkness as quietly as her Converse sneakers would allow. Maybe she would even catch the Doctor by surprise for once, though it seemed unlikely. Anyway, she hoped to find out where they were, soon, and what they were doing here.


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PostSubject: Re: Curse Of The Lost Ones (Rhy and Brooke)   Tue Oct 09, 2018 7:58 am


Rhydian’s days usually didn’t start like this.

Most of the time, a normal day would start off with Rhydian waking up and going to school like any normal seventeen-year-old. School for Rhydian usually consisted of the boring stuff: maths, physics, English - why couldn’t they include subjectslike advanced Quantum Mechanics, maybe throw in a little Temporal History as well? Of course, Rhydian knew the answers to these questions, but either way the point still stood that during school he was bored out of his mind. Unfortunately, while Rhydian was pretty smart, he wasn’t a supergenius, and if he wanted to get a real job in the real world (and more importantly make his mum proud by actually graduating high school), he’d need an actual education. So, for now, school was a necessary evil in his life.

It would be during periods after school when Rhydian would sneak off to some of the places where he’d feel a many number of things: the adrenaline rushing through his veins, the feeling of awe and bewilderment at new encounters and much more, all accessible through the spanner in his jacket pocket (or compressed vortex manipulator to be more precise, but Rhydian just called it his Multi-Spanner or even just a spanner). These places were encompassed by the grander scale of the universe, and even now having travelled the cosmos for over four years, he’d still not gotten his head over how large it actually was.

At the end of a day, depending on how Rhydian felt, he’d either return back to his own time accounting for the number of hours he’d spent travelling, or just return at the same time he left to not arouse any suspicion (the bad thing about that tactic was the more he used it, the more of his lifespan he’d lose with every use of his vortex manipulator). After that, he’d just hit the sack, as visiting different planets really saps the energy out of you. That, in general, was the daily routine for one Rhydian Martis.

Unfortunately for him, this wasn’t a usual day - he didn’t even get out the door before things spiralled out of control.

While Rhydian was having breakfast, his spanner started buzzing quite incessantly in his pocket, to which he responded by excusing himself from the table to go to the toilet. Checking his readings, he found the vortex manipulator was picking up a distant interplanetary distress signal. He wondered who it could have been from.

‘Well, one way to find out’, Rhydian thought as he zapped himself to the coordinates listed.

When he re-emerged once again into space and time with an electric blue flash, Rhydian was met with a forest-like landscape, darkened and alien. He used his Multi-Spanner to scan the surroundings, and to get a better reading, took a step backward to widen his parameters.

His back foot didn’t make contact with ground. In fact, it didn’t make contact with anything, as he’d materialised on the edge of a cliff, said cliff that he was now actively falling off of.

Thinking quick, the boy whipped out a long arm to grab a loose branch sticking out of the rock face, hanging on by one bloody arm, grunting as he did so. Looking down, all he could see was darkness and no apparent source to break his fall.

Oh well, could have been worse.
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PostSubject: Re: Curse Of The Lost Ones (Rhy and Brooke)   Tue Oct 09, 2018 10:44 pm

Lured further and further away, Brooke kept moving toward where she thought the Doctor must be. She felt too nervous of the unfamiliar surroundings to try and call out to him, but he seemed to be moving away from her so she kept going. That is, until a much brighter blue flash drew her attention a little ways further past the one she'd been following. The light she had been following was forgotten for a moment as she stared toward where the bright blue flash had appeared for a moment.

Brooke stood very still, listening to the stillness around her, and to her own breathing. There was nothing at all happening, except perhaps a sound she might have imagined. Was that a scuffing noise she'd heard?

After a moment, she ventured forward again. If it was the Doctor she'd been following before, then he was sure to be going to check out that big flash. Though, what if it was something dangerous? This thought made her pause briefly, but then she shook her head. 'Stop being so paranoid.' She took a deep breath and ventured onward... only to stop in her tracks, barely in time. With a gasp, she realized that the ground dropped away steeply just in front of her. It had been so dark she hadn't even noticed that.

After a moment of holding her arms out, feeling like she was balancing precariously, she managed to take a step back from the edge. The girl let out a shaky breath, knowing how close she'd come to falling off a cliff.. who knows how long of a fall it might be. 'Time for a little light, I think.' She decided. One hand went into her bag, digging around among the various things she kept in there, until she pulled out a flashlight. She clicked it on, then blinked a couple of times before shining the light around, and peered carefully over the edge.

"Oh... wow." She whispered under her breath. She swallowed a little, seeing how steep the cliff was. But what was that blue flash about? The memory of it came back to her and she glanced around, thinking it had been around here that she saw it. And that was when she spotted the bloody hand just a little ways below her, gripping a tree branch. Swiftly moving the light to shine in that spot, she was rather startled to see a person was hanging there. "Oh! Hello? Um, are you ok?" She called, worrying but not quite sure what to say. Whoever this was, they probably needed help. "I.. I think I might have some rope, if you need help?" She offered, anxious to help despite the fact she had no idea who this might be.
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PostSubject: Re: Curse Of The Lost Ones (Rhy and Brooke)   Sun Oct 14, 2018 6:46 am

Getting a grip on himself, Rhydian heaved his arm up to grip the branch his other was holding onto, being careful not to lose his grip. His shuffling dislodged rocks around the cliff-face, making them cascade down the side of the cliff down to the near pitch-black chasm beneath him. He didn’t hear them hit anything, and quickly noted that falling down there would definitely mean death.

His Multi-Spanner was in his pocket. If he could just reach it to zap himself back somewhere, anywhere, he’d be safe from his impending doom looming below. With great care, Rhydian removed another hand, dislodging more bits and pieces from the cliff-face as he moved, and grabbed the Vortex Manipulator/Sonic device hybrid out of his breast pocket.

The branch slipped, causing Rhydian to jump down nearly a meter. He nearly lost his grip. Nearly.

A wave of vertigo washed over him like a wave, except that wave was more like a tsunami which nearly made him fall into that ravine beneath him. Rhydian was forced to grab onto the branch as more debris fell beneath and over him. Now there was no way to safely reach his Multi-Spanner in time to get him to teleport somewhere else, and if he fell, then teleporting somewhere would still keep the same velocity he would be falling at, making the fall equally deadly. The Shime of the Lonlay Poot.

Just as Rhydian thought ‘screw it’, and tried to grab his vortex manipulator again, he saw a flashing light from above, which he discerned was coming from just above the cliff face. A few seconds later, and a face emerged from over the cliff, making eye contact. Rhydian squinted - that looked very, very human, and about his own age by his own estimates. What was a person like her doing on this planet, if she was in fact human? In this particular time, from his readings he took on the Multi-Spanner, there’d been no signs of human activity on the surface. Maybe he read it wrong.

Rhydian was so caught up in the prospect that a human was on this planet that he completely missed the fact that there was a human on this planet - a human that could actually save him. Snapping out of his stupor, he shouted towards the new arrival:

“Hi, hello! Yes, I would quite like some help if you don’t mind! Rope would be excellent right about now, thanks!” Rhydian’s voice was somewhat muffled considering his uncomfortable up-right position. He just hoped that rope would be dropping down soon, as he wouldn’t be able to keep his grip for much longer.
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PostSubject: Re: Curse Of The Lost Ones (Rhy and Brooke)   Sun Oct 14, 2018 10:54 am

Before the guy ever replied to her question, Brooke had switched her flashlight to the other hand, and began digging into her bag. There must be something useful in there. She tried to be prepared for anything. In fact, since the first time she stepped on board the Tardis, she'd been paying closer attention to the sort of things she could need and trying to pack various items that could come up as needed. It would be horrible if she didn't have any rope. It crossed her mind, wondering what she might do if that were the case. Run back to the Tardis to find some? 'In that time, the guy might fall and... no, wait, there it is!'

Her fingers had brushed against the item she searched for, just when she was about to despair and decide she did not, in fact, have any rope. Filled with relief, her hand closed around it. She'd known there was some sort of rope in there. Now she remembered; Charity had given her a jump rope, telling her she should try and get more cardio exercise or something like that. Not that Brooke was interested in jumping around until she couldn't breathe. She had stuffed the rolled up rope into her bag and had not bothered with it since. Now, at least, the jump rope would get used for something much more important than jumping rope.

She pulled it out and took a moment to unwind the rope, estimating it to be around nine feet long. Hopefully, it would be plenty long enough. But would Brooke be strong enough to pull this guy up? She hesitated, doubting her ability to be enough help. But, better her to help him than no one to help him, she reminded herself. "Ok... here comes the rope.. um, watch out." She held onto one end, thankful that there was a nice handle for her to hold onto, then dropped the other end down. 'Please be long enough... hopefully it doesn't hit him in the head or something...' She thought, anxiously watching by the light of her flashlight to see if the guy would be able to grab onto the rope.

Her mind flashing briefly to the scene in her favorite book when Sam had to pull Frodo up from the cliff ledge, it occurred to Brooke that she would probably need to lie down on her stomach or something. Or would it be better to stay on her feet? She'd never pulled anyone up from a cliff before. Was there a right or wrong way to do it? She debated over these things internally for a moment before deciding that if nothing else, she would definitely need both hands. She put her flashlight into her bag with the end with the light bulb poking out of the side, then gripped the rope in both hands, trying to make sure she had a proper grip on it by the time the guy would grab it. She hoped he wasn't very heavy, at least.

"Got it?" She called down, wishing she had some way to shine the light for him to see the rope, while also holding onto her end with both hands. Or, better yet, if the Doctor was here, she could hold the light while he did the pulling on the rope and stuff. But she hadn't seen him anywhere. She would have wondered about that a bit more, but she tried to put all of her focus onto the task at hand, for now.
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PostSubject: Re: Curse Of The Lost Ones (Rhy and Brooke)   Mon Oct 15, 2018 4:51 pm

Inch by inch, Rhydian felt gravity winning the battle against his quickly tiring arms, his fingers slipping on the branch through a combination of sweat and weakening, strained muscles. Looking directly upward, Rhydian saw the flashlight turn away, which for a split second made him think that his supposed rescuer had left him in his time of need. Just when he thought he’d lose his grip for good…

A bundle of rope was thrown down to the side of him, with Rhydian narrowly being missed. He immediately grabbed onto the side of the rope but didn’t tug too hard - he had no idea what sort of strength the girl above him possessed, and if he used his full body weight to keep himself upright, he might just tug her down with him as well. Being careful to balance his height and weight in the optimum position of being pulled upward (considering his tall, lanky stature, this was a feat in of itself), he gradually yanked himself up with one arm while the other kept his weight manageable for the other party involved.

One grab after the other, the young time traveller was making his way up the rope’s length. Rhydian had never abseiled or ascended before, which was surprising giving his extended history with gargantuan landmarks on alien planets, but he was pretty sure it was like rock-climbing. Find a suitable place to secure your foot, and push up with your arms. He only had a few feet to go before he reached the top.

A hand appeared from over the top of the cliff-face, and then another. Soon, those hands pulled up a face and torso, one of which belonged to a seventeen-year-old human in vaguely semi-formal clothing, who in all honesty really didn’t have any particular reason to be at this place at the current time. And yet, here he was nearly falling to his death on a faraway world. Heaving, Rhydian lifted himself up off the ledge like one would do getting out of a swimming pool, sprawling out onto the grass mere inches next to the chasm of death he was about to fall in if it weren’t for this girl who saved him.

“Thanks for that… just gimme a minute to… whooh, boy,” Rhydian gave the girl looking down at him a thumbs up as he closed his eyes and took a brief period to catch his breath. Nearly as soon as he did that, his eyes shot back open and he sprang up onto his feet.

“My name’s Rhydian! Nice to meet you!” Rhydian introduced himself with startling enthusiasm, holding a hand out for this stranger to shake. “I can’t help but notice that you don’t look like you’re from around these parts. How’d you end up on this planet, might I ask?”
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PostSubject: Re: Curse Of The Lost Ones (Rhy and Brooke)   Tue Oct 16, 2018 11:50 pm

Once the rope went taut with the guy's weight, Brooke began worrying more and more. She hoped very much that she would be able to help him. What if she wasn't strong enough, or lost her grip on the rope? Or what if she lost her balance, and fell over the cliff too? Or even worse, what if the rope broke? Or if the cliff cut it? There were so many ways this could go wrong. Brooke closed her eyes and tried to focus on what she was doing, rather than on how she might accidentally mess it up. She was far too good at messing up, especially at times when she really, really wanted to do well.

She quickly found that she would definitely need both hands, and so gripped it as tightly as she could. It slid a little through her hands, but the metal swivelly part for the handle stopped it sliding out of her grip entirely. She cringed when the metal dug into her skin, but did not let go. At least, from what she could tell, the guy was not putting his full weight on the rope. She had a suspicion that she would not have been able to hold on, or keep from falling off the cliff with him, if he'd done that. Trying her best to keep the rope from slipping, she wrapped it once around her hand, with the other hand holding the rope just in front of that hand. She tried to pull the rope up, hoping maybe to get her hands away from the end of the rope and also to help pull him up. She had no idea how useful this actually was but that's what everyone in the movies did, right?

At last, she saw a hand grab the edge of the cliff. 'Thank goodness!' She thought in relief. He had made it to the top. She thought about going to offer him a hand, but then he might still need her to hold onto the rope, so she stayed where she was and kept it taut, until at last he had flopped down on the ground. Brooke was more than glad to be able to let go of the rope, and spent a moment rubbing her sore palms, hoping she didn't have rope burn or anything like that.

"Um..." Taking the flashlight from her bag again, she looked down at him as he rested. He must be exhausted after that climb.. Brooke could only imagine how difficult that must have been. "Oh..yeah, sure," she answered him when he thanked her. That was rather surprising. She hadn't really expected it, at least, since not many people seemed to find it that big of a deal to thank her for stuff. "I just..I'm glad I could help. And, you know.. that I was here to help, and all." 'Quit rambling...' she mentally scolded herself. "So..uh, are you ok?" She asked, beaming the light at his chest, rather than his face. She didn't want to blind him or anything, that would just be rude.

And suddenly he was up and sticking a hand toward her. Brooke hastily jumped back a little. Did he have some weapon? Or was he grabbing for her? No... just offering a handshake. Feeling rather embarrassed and somewhat awkward now, Brooke fidgeted uncomfortably. Her light remained pointed at the ground, providing enough light for them to both see each other. Hopefully he wouldn't think she was a total weirdo. Maybe he hadn't noticed her reaction? But his question was worded rather interestingly.  "Um." How could she answer that question? "No, I'm not." She shrugged and wrapped her arms around herself, holding her upper arms, almost as if she were cold. "Not from around here, I mean." she added. 'Of course, he knew you meant that. Idiot...' "I, uh," Now she was really unsure how to answer. Should she hide the fact she'd come in a spaceship? Actually... why would he have any reason to believe her, anyway?

"I just sorta.. came here in this little spaceship..thing." She shrugged, her brown eyes downcast. She couldn't help noticing his shoes, and in fact all his clothes, seemed very earth-like and more dressy than she was used to seeing teenage boys dress. Sort of strange, but then maybe guys in South Carolina were usually more slobbish than guys in..Australia? Where was this guy from, anyway? He didn't sound American. "You?" She added, glancing up a little. Maybe she would get an answer to satisfy her curiosty. Then again, for all she knew, he might be from this planet, and it might just happen to have people who sound similar to Australian people, or something like that.

And that reminded her of other questions she wouldn't mind having answers to. "Ummm... speaking of not being from around here," she tried to think of the best way to ask this without sounding like a total idiot, but nothing really came to mind so she just asked flat out, "Well, I was just wondering.. where exactly is 'here'?" She must sound like an absolute moron. She didn't even know what planet she's on... he was going to make fun of her for sure. She wished she might be able to just melt into the ground, before the merciless teasing began.
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PostSubject: Re: Curse Of The Lost Ones (Rhy and Brooke)   Wed Oct 17, 2018 6:54 am

“So you’re not a native - that’s good, otherwise I’d need to get my spanner fixed.” Rhydian joked, pulling out his Multi-Spanner out of his breast pocket which thankfully hadn’t tumbled to its untimely death when he was hanging from that cliff, scanning the area with it while the girl he just met kept on talking. He furrowed his eyebrows slightly at the fact that she used ‘thingy’ as a suffix for ‘spaceship’, indicating that her knowledge of how she got here might not be as concrete as most people. Rhydian also noticed the fact that she sort of… jumped, when he put his hand out for her to shake. Which, in hindsight was kind of unprecedented thanks to his bouncy nature, but still. Unfortunately, this new mysterious girl was the least of his worries.

Looking at the scanner readings he’d took, he was still receiving the distress call. When he tried to narrow down the search parameters, he found that he couldn’t - it was like the call was emanating from everywhere at once. But that couldn’t be it, as either the entire planet was a giant transducer that broadcasted a whopping signal that could permeate space and time, or something else was in the midst of this mystery. That was always good. Rhydian liked mysteries.

Rhydian turned around to the girl when she asked ‘where she was’, eyeing her with a stare of perplexity and just a slight tad of suspicion. This girl didn’t even know what planet she was on! “Well, how can you not know what planet we’re on? You’re the one who travelled here in the first place! We’re obviously on-...” Oh. Hang on. What planet were they on? That was embarrassing…

Looking at his readings, he found that the planet was orbiting a binary star system with a couple moons in its gravity belt, within a Messier Galaxy a few hundred million light years away from Earth. Not much to go by. “Actually, I’m not quite sure where we are. Sorry about bursting out on you like that, I do it sometimes. I’ve had a few days where I land in whole different star systems and have no clue where I am. Happens to everyone.”

Rhydian took some more readings, and taking in the relatively luscious yet still undergrowth-like plantation brushing his legs. “Oh, and to answer your question, I got here via teleport. Sort of. But I didn’t lock onto coordinates, which is why I can’t tell you where we are at the moment. I tracked a distress signal to this planet, which is weird because the distress signal’s still broadcasting… from everywhere. I can’t seem to narrow it down, it’s like it’s got an origin point 360 degrees around…”

Rhydian, now seeming just confused, rubbed his chin and put his other free hand on his hip. That was enough scanning for today, too much and he would go mad with data analysation. This entire place was an anomaly wrapped in another anomaly sandwiched between a burrito of anomalies. He couldn’t figure it out - but, of course, Rhydian liked a challenge.

“Oh, by the way,” Rhydian added on to his last sentence, “I didn’t catch your name.”
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