[SOS] θ 18

[bit_impossible]

[his fire burns low, partially from the rain and partially because he's neglected it even though he specifically lit it to make tea. instead, he's spent a good deal of time after the mysterious message played pacing back and forth in the rain--if the mud trail he's blazed in front of his shelter is anything to be judged--but he pays it no mind and doesn't care that his sphere is recording--not that he notices. he's too busy muttering to himself.]

What'd that voice mean about the locals? The way it was said...sounded like the frog hybrids aren't the only life around here. But...if they're not, where have the real locals been this entire time? [he runs a hand through his drenched hair, clearly disturbed by this]

No, no, no, we shouldn't stay around to find out. [glances to the sky] There must be a way to signal that ship! But they mentioned a potential danger...are we that danger? We shouldn't shoot anything at it then. Not even my sonic screwdriver, even if it wasn't damaged in that fall, will help this time; can't risk scaring them off or worse.

[he pauses, looking around him. he can see a handful of smouldering fires coming up from various places around the field and wherever else his fellow passengers have set up camp. this gives him an idea]

The fires...the fires! All we have to do is burn--no, no, hang on a mo'. The question is what should we burn? Shouldn't burn that awful, awful fruit [pulls a face, remembering their taste] because some people actually like them. And burning the nuts and the other food stuffs is unwise as well, and no burning the fore--

The flowers. Ohhhh, of course, stupid Doctor, why didn't you think of that sooner? Those cheeky little flowers gave off that green pollen before! Perhaps it'll even turn the smoke green too! [he dashes out towards the field, skidding and sliding in the mud, and unceremoniously plucks a handful of flowers out of the ground before running back to his camp.]

Here goes nothing! [tosses the flowers onto the fire]

Comments

[lastout.livejournal.com]

[By the end of that speech, he's got an audience.]

You don't really think they'll see that if they're up above the planet?

[not-that-lockon.livejournal.com]

[Watches him chucking the flowers on the fire with detached amusement.] They might just think that we're the locals.

[canniballistic.livejournal.com]

I think that's the best idea I've ever heard. The sooner we get rid of those flowers, the better.

[celestial-okami.livejournal.com]

Burn the flowers? [Ammy's ears perk. She covers her nose with her sleeve just in case.] I had not thought of that.

[Her ears droop, and she hangs her head.] Doctor, I am sorry I did not believe you, I could not remember that I was supposed to be female.

[sotakemethere.livejournal.com]

If the smoke is green they might not be able to notice it.

[venussigil.livejournal.com]

You would think that the locals would have shown up by now, with all this commotion.

[redpaperfan.livejournal.com]

[ have a few more flowers tossed onto the fire (hey, it was worth a shot) as Sasuke approaches the Doctor. Easier than a network bound conversation, being all face to face and whatnot. ]

Don't think there's anything left on the ship which could send out a signal? Did it even run on fuel? [ more musing at this thought. ]

[kingnaesala.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't mind burning this hideous orange suit, but I have nothing else to wear at the moment. I'm not about to resort to donning skins.

[oliverplus]

[Oliver is back! If looking a little tired]

[trying to sound as casual as possible] Need a hand, Doctor?

[lolitatrap.livejournal.com]

[Attracted by the sight of fire, even one that has run low, Presea approaches the... Very excitable man.]

Needs more wood.

[hisoldgirl]

Do you honestly believe that will work?

[cofficer.livejournal.com]

[It's an Ianto, looking thoughtful!]

There's a thought.