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Jack is ready to run, he TARDIS is packed and he's ready to set off for who knows where. He's got all who intend to come with him inside of the TARDIS. He's going to see what a blue box full of fixed points in time along with their Meta-Crisis can do. Jack knows there's a chance that running will be completely futile.

OOC: Posts for the inside of the TARDIS take place here. There's a little thread on SWS that can be threaded with also, but that's likely before their departure. It's like the party thread, it's a TARDIS so there's all sorts of places for your muses to be. If Jack picked you up or you needed a ride, feel free to handwave asking Jack, he's cool like that.

Also, for those currently inside the TARDIS during the trial, there's no lights or much power inside of the TARDIS. It can't move until Jack is finally released so play with this in mind. It might be a tad bit nippy inside too so make yourselves some ponchos!

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Logan was dizzy from handling the TARDIS and trying to make sense of the trial as he saw it. He hated being a victim, he'd rather protect them and in this case, help his Doctor any way possible. Having been lost in 1675 Prague, the werewolf managed to find the Blue Box and track down Ten as best as possible. Like a proper hunter, he waited until Ianto was isolated to properly talk to him and Alisa.

"All right, I have inquiries: What the bloody hell is going on?!" he asked, leaning against the wall to make sure he wouldn't fall. "And what's with the blowhard? From what I'm hearing from the supes in my world, the trial's a joke." He then turns to Mrs. Harkness, "Evening, ma'am." He then saw a certain crippled doctor making his way out of some miasma from Silent Jersey along with a maneating demon who's been stuck in his Santa Barbara for too long.

"Wow, here I thought my world's gone to shit," House spat, crossing his bloodied arms and making eye contact with Shawn. "Dude, I second the whole supes getting inkly over this. Hell's watching," Spencer growled.

Ianto was surprised to see Jack had this many people on board his TARDIS, it's no matter anyway as they're stuck there in the dark. He's holding on to poor Alisa's hand. It's not easier for the two of them and the last he wants is for Alisa to faint again.

It's a blue box, but not the blue box Logan was expecting to see with the desktop theme for what's visible resembles Jack's old office in Cardiff. Alisa looks up, she's seated there in Jack's coat on the jump seat. "It is a joke. A total joke but we're dealing with individuals who have the power and ability to really fix things."

"Missed you in Malibu," Ianto comments to Shawn about their brief time in California. He looks at House and he wonders how to explain things. "We were able to get ourselves off with some technicalities. The others they weren't exactly lucky."

"Malibu's overrated, try Laguna Beach once I find some good snacks," Shawn excused Jones with his usual smirk and toyed around with some of Jack's office supplies.

"Technicalities my ass," House snorted, "IF they really had the power to 'fix' things, they'd done it by now unless they have something else in mind. Call me suspicious." The doctor knew that whoever set up the trial may not have all the cards but was most definitely manipulating the situation to their advantage.

"Agreed; the mystery patrons are playing with lives over flimsy details and at best dubious evidence," Logan concluded, lawyer-mode ON. "What are the charges?"

"I happened to like it." Alisa muses about the little vacation spot. It's not exactly well lit and the supplies might be more important than one would think.

Ianto thinks House has a point, he wants to get out of the TARDIS but with the time lock and chronos loop they're stuck. "We're prisoners in here just to let you know and I believe you have a point." He wishes he could get in touch with Jack but there's no cell phone reception and the comms are down.

He looks at Logan with a worried look. "The willful destruction of six universes."

CAN YOU HEAR THE RECORD SCRATCH? And of course, the flat what from all three men. "Six? No really," House is the first one whose jaw managed to come back from the floor. "Never pegged the Doc as a devil worshipper but KUDOS."

"He's not guilty, you insufferable ass!" Avalon roars back at the diagnostician and faces Ianto and Alisa. "Is there proof? I mean, I was with the Doctor for a while...he's a bit arrogant but never with a God complex!"

Shawn is still recovering from the possibility of 6 universes dead.

"Yes. Six." The Welshman says, and he goes to open up one of the panels on the console room floor. There's some supplies there that include coffee -- instant but in situations like this coffee is needed and important.

There's a look at Alisa and he then looks at himself. "No, there's no proof but we're not exactly dealing with humans either." Ianto pulls out the small container and he looks at the console with a frown. "The Doctor's TARDIS actually has a burner for making tea." If this little TARDIS had any power to give heat or even light he would ask for a burner on the console for tea making.

"No, he doesn't have that god complex that this lot does."

"Then use that God complex against them," Spencer quips, already waiting in line for the coffee but nonetheless providing a lighter for Ianto to make it.

"It's not that easy, Jennifer Check," House remarked, "They probably know their own weaknesses and how to protect themselves from it. They're not stupid."

"What can we do then?" Avalon sits down and rubs his forehead, "We can't let innocents pay for a crime they didn't commit."

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