IC-Ep 1-Darkness(Story/Elizabeth/Brook)

[Mr. Handy]

TARDIS Control Room
In transit through time and space

Story, Elizabeth Young, and Brook Davies stood around the TARDIS console as the time/space vessel swoooshed through the Vortex. They had had a few relaxing stops since their adventure in Rome, where they had parted ways with Lucius Verres. The console room seemed a little emptier without him, but their journeys had taken their toll on him, and he had needed to remain in Rome, in a time not too far from his own. Other than missing him, the three of them were doing well. Story had completely recovered from the beating he had taken at the hands of a beastman under the twisted Senator Scaevola's villa. That had been a terrifying experience, and it had nearly been the end of them. Fortunately, Elizabeth had managed to evade capture and return with help, or she would have been stranded in the ancient past and the rest of them would most likely have died under Scaevolla's sacrificial dagger.

Spoiler:

Feel free to interact and roleplay.

[yockenthwaite]

"I still miss Lucius ..." muses Elizabeth sadly to the others. "But it was better that he stayed behind, given everything that he'd been through." She looks at the TARDIS console with interest, wondering where it might take them next.

Spoiler:

I'm assuming that Elizabeth is back in pretty normal clothes for her, most likely a pair of comfortable trousers, with knitted jumper/pullover on top, worn over a white blouse/shirt. And very practical and comfortable flat shoes.

[Thorn]

Brook, dressed in her usual black, this time in skinny jeans, black boots and black tank top under an off the shoulder black blouse, wanders the gallery around the console room. She nods a little as Elizabeth speaks, then looks towards Story. "How come the TARDIS has no windows?"

[Mr. Handy]

While the TARDIS did not have windows, she did of course have the scanner screen. That was currently closed. Story knew that there was little to see in the TIme Vortex, and what little there was to see was often better off not seen. Once the TARDIS arrived at their destination, it would provide a view of the immediate area outside.

The TARDIS made the familiar wheezing, groaning sound, indicating that they were arriving somewhere, somewhen.

Spoiler:

Story, please roll Pilot TARDIS at double your skill.

[jaysun81]

Story looks over at Elizabeth and smiles. He too misses Lucius - their old soldier - but the hardships of traveling in time and space had done a number on the Roman. He turns his attention back to his journal and continues to write.

With Brook's question he closes the little book and with perfect timing sits it on top of the time rotor, he smiles to himself for a brief moment before running his hand through his hair. He looks around the console room and finally directs his gaze to his young companion and says, "You know, I've never actually considered that. I mean there's not much to see, but if a starliner can have windows than I suppose a TARDIS could... if she wanted of course."

Before saying anymore the TARDIS begins it's materialization procedure. Story - dressed in nondescript clothing of various brown tones - reaches for the controls, his hands begin to dance across them.

Spoiler:

Pilot TARDIS - 20% (Doubled = 40%)

jaysun81 rolled 1d100:
2

[Thorn]

Brook skips down the stairs and moves over to the console to watch, curious. "Where are we? When are we?"

[Mr. Handy]

For once, Story landed the TARDIS perfectly. There were no bumps or jolts, and the transition was so smooth that nobody felt it. The time rotor simply stopped moving and the sound stopped to indicate that they had arrived.

Spoiler:

Story, you may roll Navigate to attempt to determine when and where you have arrived.

[jaysun81]

"Hmmm, let me see if I can figure it out." Story moves to the other side of the console and pushes a few buttons. After a moment he hits the console and exhales sharply and mumbles something about his lack of skill with the TARDIS. Looking over at Brook he says, "It's a mystery. Thankfully we have a video monitor... assuming I can get it to work." He reaches across the console and presses the button to active the monitor screen.

Spoiler:

Navigate - 10%

jaysun81 rolled 1d100:
57

*Edited to fix a typo*

[Mr. Handy]

Story could determine nothing about where or when they were. Revealing the monitor screen did not prove any more enlightening, for the screen was pitch black. It did seem to be working, as the fault locator wasn't indicating any problems (other than the usual malfunctioning chameleon circuit). There was just no light outside the TARDIS.

[Thorn]

Brook peeks at the screen over Story's shoulder, standing on her tip toes. "Maybe it's night. Or we're in a cave or a tunell. Can we breathe outside, you think?"

[Mr. Handy]

The console's instruments reported that oxygen and gravity levels were normal for Earth, and the level of background radiation was normal for any time prior to the atomic era. The temperature outside was a little low, but tolerable.

[yockenthwaite]

"Do you think we're still on Earth?" says Elizabeth, walking over to look at what the others are seeing. "Yes, maybe it is night," she says, grinning as she ponders where and when they might be. "Maybe we could peek out and have a look?"

[jaysun81]

Story studies the atmospheric readout and looks at monitor as he says, "Well... if we're still on Earth it would be before the atomic era based on these readings." He points at the readout before looking at Brook as he continues, "We may wish to proceed with caution. No one wishes to end up the snack for a pack of velociraptors... or captured by brutish thugs from the Dark Ages." He smiles and looks down at the read out one last time before looking at Elizabeth, "Let's gather up some flashlights and take a peek." He rubs the back of his neck and looks to the monitor once more, hoping that dread isn't lurking in the ink beyond the threshold.

[Mr. Handy]

The image on the monitor remained dark as ever. It was easy enough to scrounge up three electric torches. There was one in a cabinet built into the console's hexagonal base, and a couple more were found in a nearby storeroom.

[Thorn]

Brook finds herself a jacket, nighttime could be cold. "Dinosaurs would be cool, though. I've always wondered what they really looked like. I mean, it must be hard to tell from bones and fossils." She grabs one of the torches, then decides to bring her knife as well. "Alright, 'm ready and able," she smiles.

[yockenthwaite]

"Good idea getting a coat Brook!" says Elizabeth, grinning, and getting herself a jacket to wear too. She pauses for a moment, unsure whether to bring her knife, and really preferring to leave it behind. But there could be dangers out there, and she's learned from experience to expect the unexpected. So she reluctantly brings it with her, as well as one of the torches. "Ok, I'm ready now too!" she says.

[jaysun81]

Story takes one of the electric torches, tests the charge, and then pulls the door lever. Before the women run out the door he says to them, "Because of the darkness let's proceed with caution. We don't know what dangers... inanimate, or animate await us." Upon saying that he begins to head for the door.

[Mr. Handy]

The TARDIS doors opened, and the beam of light from Storys torch revealed a basement of some sort. In one corner stood a boiler, which seemed ordinary to Elizabeth, ancient to Brook, and downright primitive to Story. No heat came from the boiler. There were stacks of crates piled up to the ceiling, from which dangled a bare light bulb that was currently dark. A set of stairs in the corner opposite the boiler led upwards into blackness. On the wall beside the stairs was a button set into a circular setting, no doubt the light switch.

[Thorn]

Brook looks at the boiler. "Wow....we're in the past, that's for sure." She glances over at what looks to be the light switch. "Should we try the lights, or wait to announce our presence until we know more about where we are?"

[jaysun81]

Looking around the room as best he could with the electric torch Story says, "Well we definitely don't want to be caught sneaking around in the dark. So perhaps it's best to illuminate our situation."