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Donna Noble ([personal profile] thedoctorsmate) wrote in [community profile] apocalypsehowcomm2022-07-04 12:48 pm

Log - Catch-all for July [Closed for Now]

Who: Donna Noble [personal profile] thedoctorsmate & Others
When: Throughout July
Where: Around the City
Summary: Happenings from the TDM and anything else that might arise.
Warnings: scopophobia; paranoia; unnatural animals; thalassophobia; mild scopophobia; bodily harm, stalking; bullying; altered perception

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[personal profile] whisperedone 2022-07-05 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
The plan had simply been to try a hot dog or the plant-made one, anyway. He and Katrina had gotten corndogs together once and agreed they tasted like anything but food you should have, so his curiosity had sent him towards the new. Unfortunately, the tofu bog still came in a nice fluffy bun, one he had no idea was so enticing to the beady eyes of his stalker.

Donna's presence was not something easily lost, even in a crowd, but the shift of sand was soft enough and unreliable enough to not be able to pick out exactly where everyone was all the time. He hadn't realized how close she was until her voice took his attention.

He didn't realize how close she was getting as she seemingly shouted at the stalking bird nearby and he heeded her warning- until the stinging impact caught his cheek.

The ill-fated tofu dog soundly tumbles away in the jolt and Garner's white eyes go wide as he looks in her direction. Perhaps not too unlike a confused dog who'd been stepped on in their owner's haste.

"You...have quite the swing."
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[personal profile] whisperedone 2022-07-14 12:06 am (UTC)(link)
He rubs slightly at the sting, but it fades quickly enough. "A tofu one, I think. It's quite alright." He shifts where he's seated, contemplating simply getting up himself or forgoing the attempt altogether, though what she says about them has his attention.

"Birds are often scavengers, in my experience. I understand they've been staring quite intently recently-" Which....put a thought into his head that has his usual crease of contemplation furrowing his brow. "I hope they aren't getting bold with us because we're meant to be food."
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Never a need to apologize to me for brainrot <3

[personal profile] whisperedone 2022-07-23 12:29 am (UTC)(link)
His brows raise. Should he not have said it? It was...well, maybe only half a joke. The very serious half figured it was useful to voice in case he was right. Better to be prepared.

Of course, then he picks up that he's unsettled her and he feels a little bad for it. That and the fact he's apparently missed other things looking at them all.

"Oh, I missed those. We didn't linger too long in the fields that day. I admit, I don't always pick up on the feeling of being watched." Mostly because being a cultist of Vecna lends itself to the feeling: being watched, whispers, a need to gather knowledge and horde it for the Whispered One's glory. As with most lingering effects of being one of his chosen, Garner tended to ignore similar feelings when they happened and chalked it up to his own mind. Maybe he should pay more attention.

"Then...well, I suppose it makes sense the city is being watched. We and ADI haven't exactly made our selves unnoticed to the things we hunt, have we? Why wouldn't we be watched? Great powers don't tend to like surprises, I think."
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cw: vague discussion of eye-based trauma

[personal profile] whisperedone 2022-07-31 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
His brows raise and he leans in a bit towards her as well, they likely look like conspirators, but so be it. "I believe they are stamping out small powers. They have us fighting symptoms, not causes."

It was no different than the situation at home, wasn't it? They could weed out cultists and solve small problems, but the entity driving those things to occur would still be there, just beyond mortal reach.

"Although, if you were to ask my experience-based opinion, the best way to beat an eye is to blind it." Maybe they could find some acid somewhere. Also why plants? Plants didn't have eyes...well, not the ones back home. Hmm...
Edited 2022-07-31 04:26 (UTC)
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[personal profile] whisperedone 2022-08-09 12:40 am (UTC)(link)
"No, that would be impractical and probably cruel?" He's pretty sure that sounds cruel. "But my solution for 'how' is about as wishful as your friend's ship." Not that he could jump planes, but it was supposedly possible and that was good enough.

"...Do you think it's literally a giant eyeball in the Astral Sea or...space or what have you? I wonder if it would still have the stem attached..." Thsi is clearly the important question to ask here.
Edited 2022-08-09 00:40 (UTC)
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[personal profile] whisperedone 2022-08-14 08:01 pm (UTC)(link)
She has very valid point, it's entirely possible there is no physical form to contend with, or at least not much of one.

Dispersing it even seems like the best option there since, to his mind, containing energy usually requires more than the base energy you're trying to contain and that didn't seem probable.

What comes out of his mouth, however, is a quiet, gently amused question: "Are you suggesting we fight fear and pain with hop e and love, Donna?"

Because that's what he just heard and it's....very sweet.
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[personal profile] whisperedone 2022-08-16 03:24 am (UTC)(link)
His brows shoot up as he listens. He's tempted to say he doesn't even necessarily disagree, but she's making fine points. He just sort of gives a small nod. "I would love for that to be our solution. It sounds wonderful."

He's not sure it's practical, but that doesn't mean they can't try.

Her question receives a scrunching of those same brows now in thought. Had he met Jon Sims? The name sounds familiar.

He's reminded of the sound of fluttering and crunching paper and a voice far lower than he'd been expecting when he'd stepped into the office to see if he could help. "Oh...yes. I believe it was very close to my arrival here. I was trying to find someone to help because everyone was rushing about with work. I found him laying face-down on the floor. At least I think he was, he was very upset with something and refusing to work, but it was muffled when he was saying it."

He cocks his head to the side. "We actually had a very nice conversation, even if he was on the floor. He told me about The Buried."
Edited 2022-08-16 03:33 (UTC)
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[personal profile] whisperedone 2022-08-19 05:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Her annoyance seems to switch from him back to Jon so sharply Garner's glad he's starting to adapt to how quickly Donna's...world seems to move.

"As I understand it, he put himself on the floor, I was not inclined to seek help for voluntary choice. Besides, I asked if he needed help and he strongly encouraged me from doing any of his work." Because of The Buried, supposedly. "As for being a 'know it all' he...certainly knew more than I did, so I don't think I would have noticed. I expressed an interest in learning and he responded."

That's how these things work.
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[personal profile] whisperedone 2022-08-22 03:58 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah...no?" He doubts that's the answer she's looking for, but... "He was a bit...well, blunt, I suppose? Brusque at times, but he seemed more annoyed with his desire to work than with me." Then again, he wasn't the best with people, so maybe he just missed this supposed rudeness.
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[personal profile] whisperedone 2022-08-28 01:15 am (UTC)(link)
He's not sure 'help' was the right word, he hadn't...really needed any, but he'd been informative and that was helpful. He's not inclined to split such hairs with her.

Instead, he smiles for her huff. "Yes...hopefully it is not as heinous as what it pretends to be...and also does not meet an avian demise. Thank you, Donna."