[Action] Arrival post

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[rebelle-elle.livejournal.com]

[Her hand goes to her forehead.]

I was- My boyfriend was trying to cut through my head.

[She gets to her feet, looking around for Sylar again, only this time, she's not as desperate or worried, she's pissed.] Totally my ex now.

[captoftardis.livejournal.com]

[Annnd he's just staring at you with that reply.]

Right, well, [He brushes off his clothes as he looks around. It seemed rather nondescript, quaint town and begins digging through his pockets in hopes to find something that would help him solve this mystery. Thus far... nothing.]

Argh! I don't know how I got here!

[rebelle-elle.livejournal.com]

NOBODY DOES. [Elle doesn't mean to shout, but she'd just told him she'd been murdered, and that had been his reply? It didn't even count as a reply. It was a total lack of reply.]

Nobody knows how we got here. That's why everybody's like "What the hell is going on?"

[captoftardis.livejournal.com]

[Boy, she was a little gem, wasn't she?]

It... doesn't make any sense. I should know how I got here.... Do you happen to see a blue box anywhere? A blue police box?

[He wasn't which was furthering his current discouragement as he walked around trying to get clues as to where they were.]

[rebelle-elle.livejournal.com]

[She gapes at him and holds out her hands.] I left it in my other fug dress.

[She forces herself to her feet and takes a couple steps. Her feet aren't sore, and whatever Sylar had done to her, her balance was fine. Whatever Sylar had done to her... She frowns as a new thought occurs to her.]

Do you think this is hell?

[She doesn't seem particularly bothered by the thought of being in hell. After all, if this is hell, it's pretty nice.]

[captoftardis.livejournal.com]

Definitely not hell.

[Which was the wrong question to ask him in the first place given he didn't believe in such things, not being human and all.He had met the devil, though, which was quite complicated and a story for later.]

It's still Earth, just... very different. [And very frustrating his time sense was off.]

[rebelle-elle.livejournal.com]

Different? [She looks around, unable to see much that's different other than that she's never been here before and there are cameras all over the place.]

Different how?

[captoftardis.livejournal.com]

Time isn't flowing as it should... I can't even guess where in time we are. My senses are a bit off...

[He claps some final sand and dirt off of him and looks at the people around them. None were recognizeable, although that did look like Martha Jones just a few yards away. So perhaps everyone has been randomly selected. That's wizard.]

I'm the Doctor! What's your name?

[rebelle-elle.livejournal.com]

Elle. Elle Bishop.

[Her head tilts to the side as she considers him.] Time traveler! You're a special!

[Her features darken.] I don't like time travelers.

[captoftardis.livejournal.com]

Well, you're in luck. My ship's not here, so not much time traveling will be done. But I appreciate you calling me special.

[Insert wide cheeky grin here.]

[rebelle-elle.livejournal.com]

... You time travel by boat?

And I mean, like. Special.

[By which she means special as in having abilities, not in his education. Though honestly, he'll likely understand that as well as she does the reference to his ship.]

[captoftardis.livejournal.com]

Nope! a blue police box. I suppose you would say a telephone booth, but it's definitely not. Bigger on the inside, because it's transcendental. Anyway, I don't think it's hard, it's hard to miss.

[He's trying not to look too upset, but it's kind of difficult.]

[rebelle-elle.livejournal.com]

[Elle just stares at him. She didn't understand any of that. What the what did that mean?]

I meant like this. [She holds up her hand, and in her palm is a handful of sparks that have appeared out of nowhere.] Only you can travel through time. Teleport.

[captoftardis.livejournal.com]

I'm not human... but I can't teleport.

[He's staring at her hands. What was that that just happened? Picture him miffed.]

So! I think we're stuck here.

[rebelle-elle.livejournal.com]

[She's... disappointed, to say the least. People usually had more of a reaction than that. She looks at her hands to verify there's electricity in them, then slowly kills the sparks.]

What do you mean, not human?

[captoftardis.livejournal.com]

[He points at himself.] Me. Not human. Hello! [He waves his hands with a raise of his eyebrows.]

You just look like me. I'm a Time Lord. See? Not human.

[rebelle-elle.livejournal.com]

We don't look alike. You just- You're-

You're so full of shit, aren't you.

[captoftardis.livejournal.com]

You're a cheery one, aren't you?

[He decides from there, he's going to distance himself from her.] I'm going to look around, see what we got. I'll... see you around, I suppose. This place doesn't look very big.

[rebelle-elle.livejournal.com]

[Elle looks around. He has a good point, though. If she can find Sylar... Or does she want to? Maybe this is her hell. Sometimes people told her she'd end up in a place like this when she tortured or killed him.]

Yeah. I'm going to have a look around, too. [She points at him.] Don't get probey on me, alien thing.