You have picked up a distress signal, and followed it to a hotel in London. All you are able to determine is that it is coming from someplace inside the hotel, and is not terrestrial in origin. What will you do? What will you find at the other end of the signal?
"But I've found a...oh, nevermind."
The receptionist was exceptionally unhelpful, so the Doctor darted down the hallways of the hotel, knocking on doors. One of them would be the person who sent the distress signal.
OOC: Open to all. Any universe, any time. If you want to have your pup be in this hotel and answer the door, just go for it! I won't be up toooooooo much later this evening, but I won't leave anybody hanging, I'll catch you asap tomorrow afternoon!
"But I've found a...oh, nevermind."
The receptionist was exceptionally unhelpful, so the Doctor darted down the hallways of the hotel, knocking on doors. One of them would be the person who sent the distress signal.
OOC: Open to all. Any universe, any time. If you want to have your pup be in this hotel and answer the door, just go for it! I won't be up toooooooo much later this evening, but I won't leave anybody hanging, I'll catch you asap tomorrow afternoon!
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He pulled out his psychic paper and held it up.
"Hotel Director John Smith, checking to make sure there aren't any types of equipment within the premises that might possibly trigger a reaction to the simple electronic work we're doing along the corridors."
Of which there was none, but that was completely beside the point.
"If you do have anything, I'll just need to examine it for one moment, make sure it won't foul up any equipment, Miss...?"
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Looking around the lobby, she noticed a table where various magazines and brochures had been laid out, as well as complimentary water and coffee. Well, the coffee was a no-go. She walked up to the table, however, standing in front of the pitcher of water and knocking it over purposefully onto the various brochures and magazines, spilling it onto her clothes as well. It seemed a necessary sacrifice.
The commotion caught the receptionist's attention, and he bolted over as Maria loudly said, "Oh, I'm so daft. Sorry. I was looking--"
The receptionist shot her a glare, and Maria shut up, helping to dry everything off, watching carefully to make sure the Doctor wasn't spotted as he did what he needed to.
OOC: Not a problem. No rush! Hope everything's okay. :)
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My but this man had energy in him, but she could keep up with relative ease. (Running around with the Doctor gave her quite the workout.)
"And a question not being answered's no reasoning to not ask it again."
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He doesn't have any idea who he'd call. But it's nice to have options.
"I don't have anywhere to go, but thanks. I'm not meant to exist really anymore. I'm dead."
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Although...his double, as little as he wanted to admit it, had a point.
"So...where's our power surge gotten to, then?"
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And she really didn't know what it was John had in the bedroom, but found it a little too coincidental that a strange man claiming to be hotel security was suddenly knocking on their door.
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Brilliant job. No wonder Sarah Jane was fond of the girl.
The Doctor bounded behind the receptionist's desk and gave the computer a quick swipe with the sonic. Names sped across the screen, and he stopped it as he read the one renting out the room.
Harold Saxon.
But that was impossible. He looked back towards Maria, then hit the "print" button. The printer was quick, but made a loud BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP when it finished.
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"Corporeal, though?
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"Unrestrained power..."
He looked upwards.
"Stairs!"
OOC: You're doing a great job! This is lots of fun to play opposite!!
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Considering the Doctor had printed out what he needed, she thought the latter option was best. So...she grabbed the thermos of lukewarm coffee and spilled it on his private area. It wasn't scorching, and though she felt bad, she felt they had bigger concerns. It was enough to incapacitate him for the moment, however.
"Sorry," was her hasty retort as she stood, motioning for the Doctor to hurry away from the desk.
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He tried on the charmer front. He grinned widely.
"Won't take but a mo'. Mind if I look 'round? Promise I won't keep you."
OOC: I'm so sorry. RL has been a kick in the pants lately.
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Con artist? Definitely not carrying, and almost assuredly nothing to do with hotel staff. One way to find out, and not be seen doing so, was give him what he wanted. She undid the chain and stepped back, opening the door and letting him in. "What if I decide to keep you thought?" she asked lightly as he stepped inside. The door was closed before he'd had time to turn around. She was leaning against the door smiling innocently, obviously teasing.
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"Oh, I imagine I'll be all right," he said. Though, really, he couldn't imagine why she'd keep him. Questions about the hotel, maybe.
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"So, Mr Smith, anything untoward? Anything that might interfere with your electronics and upset your alarms?"
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It pointed in the direction of the bedroom. Well, wasn't that interesting?
"Mind if I have a look in here?"
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"I don't, but John might. Shall I check and see if he's dressed?" she asked, looking down at her own bathrobe then back at him.
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"Oh! I haven't had a look at the register, didn't realize you weren't alone. That would be good, just want to make sure everything's secure."
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He couldn't, for the life of him, figure out why. To the Doctor, there was nothing in the corner at all. He reached out his hand, and it connected with something metallic. A cloaking device, perhaps? Something against non-main-timestream occupants? He wondered if the woman he'd been speaking with could see it.
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"Is he, now?" he raised an eyebrow. "I think I've found what's causing the disturbances." Back into pseudo-professional mode. "Right! Just need to get this moved out of the area."
Which would be difficult as he couldn't see it. However, if she could see it, she might say something.
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"No."
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