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PostSubject: When the past stays buried   Fri Mar 07, 2014 5:38 pm

Yalti lay on the soft snow, sinking slowly into the green mass. He closed his eyes, hearing the world go by. He was out of a job and seriously low on cash, but as far as working in a phone shop, it wasn't all that bad. But it was difficult to get noticed, no one would even look at a human phone shop anymore, aliens on the planet hated him for some reason…

Getting up, he headed over to the nearest place that was available. The pub. It wasn't a big joint but it had become a second home with the amount of cash he had, they had allowed him to have free drinks nearly three days a week.

"Barney! My man! What's up? Any news on…you know?"

Yalti had recently gotten into a few murdered alien cases and decided to strike out and see what he could find. Besides, it was in his late brother's honor.

"Yea, it's on the house." Barney winked and scuttled away to an awaiting customer.

He hoisted himself up onto a bar stool and simply started to read. For this newspaper, it was an awfully long article and kept drifting away from the point.

"Oi, beardman!" Said a voice from within the drunk persons area. A burly alien had approached him, eyeing him up for size. Yalti wasn't easily intimidated but he would much prefer if he was on skis right now.

The alien looked at Yalti's choice of clothing: A pale blue striped shirt and worn-out jeans. It scoffed and clicked its tentacles. A few more of this species of alien surrounded him.

"I'm not looking for any trouble and I hope you guys aren't either." Yalti said, his back pressing into a corner.

THWACK!

Yalti flew half way across the room, the impact are already bruising. It was then clear that the aliens were drunk out of their minds and couldn't really be blamed for their unruly actions. Yalti got himself up, supported by a chair and raised his fists.

He ducked, it swung a punch, another of the crew swung a low punch, in which he caught it and twisted it, hearing a nauseating crack.

He hated using means of violence…then again, this was self-defense, the only tolerable form of violence.

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PostSubject: Re: When the past stays buried   Fri Mar 07, 2014 5:57 pm

Isabella had ventured out, she had recently gotten her sister's letter which had made Isabella even more depressed than usual. She went into the local pub to get a drink, she went to the bar and ordered a drink before a man went flying across the room, her eyes widened, "Whoa. What the hell is going on?" She mumbled to herself before she looked to the aliens that had attacked the man. "Would you like to go away before I murder you?" She asked with a eerie tone. She wasn't fooling around either as she stole a gun from a nearby alien, with swift movement, and Isabella pointed it to the attacker's head. "Why are you hurting this man, who as I can tell is innocent?"
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PostSubject: Re: When the past stays buried   Sat Mar 08, 2014 1:14 am

.....whirrrr........
...Whhiiirrrrrr.......
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.WHHOOOOOOOOOOSHHHH.....
THRUMMMMUMMMMM!

The Doctor emerged from his TARDIS confidently and heroically. He strode out with a wide smile and bright eyes. He observed his surroundings, and immediately lost his smile. The bitter cold of the mysterious planet dumbfounded him. He ran back into the TARDIS, retrieved a heavier sweater, put it on, then strode down into the town.

Most of the shops were closed and most house lights were off. He felt a frown begin to streak across his face, until he saw the pub. The brightly glowing sign complimented the loud din of coming from inside. The smell of fresh food wafted through the air. A smirk returned to his face, and he entered the pub.

He was immediately greeted with the smell of alien bodies and alien food, but a homey atmosphere. The Doctor strode up to the bar and ordered an Earth Bloody Mary. He looked down the way to the people at the bar, seeing weary travelers, cheery faces, roaring laughter, and a man who looked more confused than anything else, reading a paper and constantly skimming and scanning what looked like the same article over and over again. The Doctor shrugged it off as he received his drink.

He took the celery stalk out of the drink, slurped off the remnants, and replaced his current celery with this fresh, new one. He seemed satisfied enough to toss away the previous celery, which had gone limp and grey. He took a long sip out of his glass, relishing in the craftsmanship of how alien technology could replicate a classic beverage.

At the end of the bar, the confused man was approached by some unsavory looking species. The patrons began to file out, trying their best to avoid the conflict. The Doctor remained at his spot at the bar, keeping a close eye on the altercation at hand.

The Doctor approached the drunken aliens as the man flew across the room. The Doctor embodied a drunken stupor, making sure to put the creatures off the real scent. As he got close, a woman raced in between him and the brutes, accusing them of this and that. Not entirely his plans, but perfect enough distraction for the Doctor to race over to the man and check him out.

"Pardon me," he said in a light voice. "Don't say a word, we'll get you out of here in a moment."

Within an instant, the man was up on his feet once more and racing back towards the aliens, urging for more fighting. The Doctor stood in a stunned silence near the rubble and debris.
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PostSubject: Re: When the past stays buried   Sat Mar 08, 2014 5:08 am

The aliens chuckled, a horrid sound in Yalti's opinion. A man and a woman was blocking his vision. "Tha…thanks for standing up for me." He noted the gun in her hand and looked at the man who was simply standing around in the wreckage, seemingly stunned. He quickly disarmed her, wanting no more violence to come out of a bar fight.

"Look, there's really nothing you should mind about, a few drunks here and there can be ver bad for the brain." Yalti said, quickly justifying his action.

He sat back down, taking a sip of his drink which only put him in a worse position, almost to the point where he could be classed as an alcoholic. It was such a strange day and the aliens had backed off, but he knew the real reason to why they were attacking him. It was due to him interfering with a drug deal on a planet that he had skied on a couple of winters ago.

"I'm Yalti, Yalti Lythis."

He took another sip, turning towards the man and looked at the stick of celery on his jacket, it was an odd vegetable and an even odder choice for clothing. Then there was still the fact that he was jobless, and he didn't want to work at the shop this year as he had been there for a while, every summer...

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PostSubject: Re: When the past stays buried   Sat Mar 08, 2014 6:04 am

Isabella blinked as the man she was defending unarmed her and she snapped a glare at him but said nothing, she simply crossed her arms. She watched as the aliens soon backed off but she looked to Yalti as he mentioned his name. "Lythis?!" She then glared even more and growled but soon realized it wouldn't have been his fault that her sister had died. So, she just sat down next to him and took a drink and sipped it, she looked to Yalti. "I am Isabella. Isabella Quinn." She said it quietly, she assumed he would know who she was, or who she was related to at least.

She looked to a man with celery on his jacket and she tilted her head, she recognized him from when she was forced to work with Torchwood but she shook it off because she was more focused on Yalti, who was related to her sister's boyfriend.
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PostSubject: Re: When the past stays buried   Sun Mar 09, 2014 2:50 pm

Oh god…it's Harleen's sister. Crap. What the hell do I say? That I watched her die, yes I do know her in her dying moments? Yalti shook the thought off, simply nodding. He looked again at the newspaper, reading it carefully, it was a serial killing. Each victim had the letter 'Y' etched into each limb and left to bleed out.

"I have to get going…there's…um…important business to be doing…" Yalti smiled, slipping off his seat and leaving a couple of coins behind as he walked out of the pub, glancing around before taking a sharp left and jogging to the nearest bus stop. Those letters, they're being directed at me…don't be unreasonable! There are tons of aliens and humans with names starting with Y!

Yalti shuddered and waited for a bus, which didn't come. His phone rang, picked it up and nearly dropped it on hearing the voice.

"You can never hide from me, Yalti…i will always find you…"

"W…who is this?"

"Don't pretend that you don't know…I'm sure you're delighted at my attempts to…seduce you…"

Yalti dropped the phone, kicking it into the road and quickly walked away, wanting no more to be apart of that business.

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