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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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[Romana is here, but only to say goodbye. Jack took good care of everyone whenever the Doctor wasn't about to do that. And she will remember him fondly for it.]

Have you go everything you need? Are you sure she's ready to put up the fight? TARDIS are trained to respond to the call of the Time Lords...

Jack is standing by the doors, the TARDIS took the form of that navy blue police box. He's got everyone that he knows of ready to leave for wherever he can take her. He's sad, he knows there's a chance he may not see New York or Earth for sometime.

He walks over towards Romana and he goes to give her a hug itchiness be damned. "I have everything. I can take her to a few supply stations in the 65th and 51st centuries when we run out." He looks back at the little infant TARDIS and he sighs. "She's young too.."

[Romana allows for the hug, after all, if all works, she won't be returning.]

That's why I'm worried about you, Jack. They mean business. I don't know what this is about, but it is best that I am in my own time-stream when it happens.

He hates loosing people, he's terrible at it and he looks at her with a sad look on his face. "I don't either. I'm not sure if we should run or head their call." He's nervous and she can likely feel it.

"I'm in the eyes of your people wrong." It's not so bad to want to kill yourself when you have no one but that's far from the truth anymore. "You're leaving us then.." He looks out towards his own Doctor's TARDIS. "He's going to confront them."

Edited 2011-03-17 01:53 (UTC)

Jack...

[Her voice catches.]

It's not like that. I can't return there. If I did....

[She knows what her future holds. The Doctor has taught her how to use her abilities for good.]

It's not my time to return to Gallifrey yet...

Jack understands time lines and what must be done. He holds onto her arms and he continues to listen. He listens to her voice catch and he's about to do what he does normally. "I know. I understand you can't let your future catch up before it's time."

"He understands that." He crinkles his nose a bit and he liked her. She was honest with him. "It still will hurt him in the end." He wonders if his fragile Doctor can handle this but time lines are important to upkeep if they're to be.

[Romana is lost. Her forehead crinkles in thought.]

Jack? Who are you talking about?

"My Doctor," Jack tells her, he saw him a bit happier than normal but of course with the Time Lords coming he's nervous, very nervous. "He'll miss you, you know."

He finally lets go of her and he leans back against the young TARDIS. She's only months old, maybe a year or less.

[Her face falls.]

Oh... the Doctor...

[She's going put up a strong front.]

I will miss you all as well...

"Yeah, you should see him before you go," Jack reminds her, he's sure he doesn't need to though.

James is inside and he opens the door to poke his head out, he's got a smile on his face. "Lady Romana!" He adds in his own little cheery way and he's missed the seriousness of it all, well the goodbyes.

Jack's face softens up at the voice of his metacrisis. "He had another spell of pain. And, I told Andrew that I'd take him with me."

[She smiles and nods to James. Then addresses Jack.]

Well, Captain, it appears everyone has a place, then. I... wish you safety.

Jack still isn't exactly sure what's going on. All he really knows is that the Captain insisted he come with. The Captain. Jack. He still wants to call him James. He does, to himself, but not to him.

On top of all that, something is wrong. He can feel it. He sees it in the Captain's eyes when he looks at him. The man is scared of something. He saw that look as all the pilots would climb up into their planes, preparing for take off. It was never a good look to have, not when you're the leader. You're supposed to appear cool and hide your fears.

Wandering around the TARDIS console, he looks at some of the other people that are there as well. He doesn't know any of them, not yet. He hasn't seen Miss Toshiko in all of this. He's not sure what to do, other than just sit and wait.

[ ooc: don't have to answer, just wanted to put Jack somewhere. ]

Tosh has finally made her way up to the console room from the depths of the TARDIS. There in the console room is one familiar face and she then looks at Jack's somber look. She's seen this look before in the Captain but she distracts herself to go say hello.

"Jack!" Toshiko shouts out and she runs over to him. The Rift is full of surprises and this is just one of those she never expected to see again." She's going to throw her arms around him and she figures all of this must be confusing to the man out of his place and time.

She squeezes him tightly and she almost drops the scanner to the floor. "It's been, oh never mind how long it has been!"

"Miss Toshiko!" Jack smiled and hugged him back as well. He was very grateful to see a familiar face. "I never expected to see you or James either, but I am very happy nonetheless."

His smile fades a little and he gives Tosh a look. "Jack, not James. I... I know that. I'm just having trouble to remembering that. I keep forgetting." He sighed, looking down at the scanner in her hand. He's never seen anything like it.

He pauses, looking at Toshiko with a bit of confusion. "It's only been one day for me." And that is really the truth of the situation, isn't it? He's so confused with everything going on, he wonders if he's losing his mind. "This is what you felt like, isn't it? Being out of time."

It was so nice to see this face again, but then again with how everything is it's always possible with this Rift. Toshiko's face has lit up and she continues to hold onto her old friend. "You, you, you look great!" She goes to cup her hand on his cheek.

"I don't think we can confuse you for Jack. It will take some getting used to." Toshiko looks at the scanner when he does and she goes to place it on one of the railings.

The one day thing will get even more confusing inside of the TARDIS. "Years." Toshiko simply says, it's been that long since she last step through with Jack. "It was yes. I'm starting to see that feeling a lot more but it was better." She lifts her head up to glance up at the ceiling of the TARDIS. "I traveled with a very close friend of Jack's in a machine like this one."

Liz has been quiet the whole time everyone she cares for here has been run though the ringer by this damned trial. Perhaps too quiet. She's got nothing to say that would be considered remotely kind or polite regarding the whole situation though. In fact the words, 'burn', 'scorch' and 'kick the shit out of those judgmental assholes' have run though her mind almost constantly, so she figures it's better to keep her big mouth shut.

She waits, and waits, and waits some more, her back pressed to a wall with her knees pulled up to her chest. An occasional ball of sad, worried blue fire pops out in front of Liz, floating and slowly twitching around before she decided her emotions and her fire are not a good combination.

She'd give damn near anything to know what's happening in there. Give up smoking, drinking, swear off guns forever, just to know her friends are going to be OK. Or even to know they're not. At least then she'd have some idea what to do. Burn, scorch, kick the shit out of someone.

But for now, she sits; helpless, hopeless and hating that she can't do a damn thing defend anyone.

Alisa, Ianto and Owen find themselves back inside of the TARDIS along with their Metacrisis. The dark TARDIS it's too quiet and its on the cold side, Owen nods to the other two when he wanders off to go search for Liz.

He digs out his flashlight and he shines it around, but the ball of blue fire catches his attention. "Hey!" Owen calls out to her and he looks back towards Lurch who lingers around at that safe forty foot mark, he for once actually felt bad for the rainbow clad Doctor who sent him to Los Angeles over Budapest. He shakes his head, it's been a long day and he plops himself down next to Liz.

"They still are holding Jack and a few others." Owen sighs, he watches Alisa who's bundled up in Jack's greatcoat eventually take a seat. "Somehow, just somehow they let us go on some technicality."

Liz sniffles, trying to hide the fact she was -this close- to tears when she hears Owen's voice. "Hi..." It's weak and half-hearted, but she manages to act like she hadn't been a nervous wreck on their behalf the whole time. "Are you OK?" Without a seconds hesitation, Liz leans in and wraps her arms around him, snuggling him tightly before glancing over at Alisa for just a second. She frowns then pulls herself so close to Owen it's hard to figure out where she ends and he begins. Liz can talk to Alisa later.

She clings, actually clings to Owen, not fully believing he's actually there because part of her was truly afraid she'd never see him again, see any of them again. "Jack didn't do anything. None of you did anything wrong!" She pulls back slightly and shakes her head angrily. "What technicality, what happened?"

He places his arms around Liz and he holds her, he was worried very worried about everyone who was left behind. "I don't know, you're right nobody did anything to cause this mess."

He tells her that they were being accused for the damage done to the universe and lives lost due the destruction of six others. "I found out from Jack, this universe never had a Doctor. No offense to him but I'm really starting to hate Time Lords more and more."

He looks over at the rainbow metacrisis and he frowns a little bit at what he saw happen to one. "I think they wanna kill these guys. It isn't gonna happen, sure Lurch here has been a pain in the arse but he's MY pain in the arse."

"So why don't these guys get up off their asses and save the universe and the lives themselves if they don't have a Doctor to do it?!" Liz looks away from Owen when she snaps. "Like fucking Manning those guys are; let everyone else say the world and when it get screwed up, blame the people who bust their asses and risk their lives instead of taking any real responsibility."

Liz looks over at the Meta, feeling guilty for the way she's treated him. "What...why?" She frowns in confusion. "There's weirder shit than these guys around. I mean...Torchwood had a dinosaur. There's a demon who eats Baby Ruths and drinks beers who's spent the last 60 years kicking the shit out of Nazis and other creeps."

Liz pulls back and hold out her hand, letting her fingertips flicker with flames. She's angry, and blowing off steam before she stands up and marches into that damn court room and says things that will only get more people into more trouble. "I can be on fire! That's a hell of a lot more wrong than a God damn Metacrisis!"

Ianto returns with his gray wool coat, a tray of mugs and a pot for some tea and he's almost going to hate to ask Liz. He's also got some blanket's handed over towards his metacrisis to hand out to those who are at console room. There's an embarrassed cough from Liz. "Any chance you could heat this?" His metacrisis hands out blankets even to Alisa who might not really need one.

Owen looks at them and he takes in a deep breath of air and he takes the offered blanket to bundle himself up in despite his own leather coat, it's bloody cold inside of this thing when she's almost dead. "They think we willed these universes to be destroyed and we're responsible for the loss of countless lives. These guys? Don't know how they're responsible for it at all."

He watches the one who was nicknamed 'Stormy' work on getting LCD lights rigged around the console area to give them more lights. "They wouldn't even talk to Jack." He acknowledges Ianto on that rare moment. "Thanks for the help mate but we still got Jack out there."

Owen tugs the blanket in tight, he was scared himself when he gave his testimony. "They didn't even flinch when Alis passed out. Lovely recall of events though, everyone was good."

Liz doesn't mind heating things up. She's been gently radiating heat as best she can given the level of control she could maintain over her fire. It's wasn't much, but she tried. "Got anything else?" The water is just below boiling in the blink of an eye and she wraps her arms around the blankets to heat them like they've just come from the dryer. "I could make some fires." Liz wasn't sure if full combustion would slowly suffocate everyone or harm the TARDIS, so she didn't try it.

She noticed Owen shiver and snuggles under the blanket he has around him. She wraps her arms around him his waist, resting her head on his chest and she focuses to get that just right level of heat but not burn him. The little stuff is harder than the big stuff sometimes. She listens, forcing herself not to get angry because that might lead to her burning Owen. "I will do something to them if anything happened to those babies. Heartless bastards." She shakes her head and glances towards Alisa. "Jack can handle himself." Liz says with a firm nod, but she sounds like she's trying to convince herself of this fact more than anything. "He can." She adds, almost defiantly.

Ianto gets the mugs together along with some herbal tea to help Alisa relax. "I could get coffee but it's better with a French Press." He offers with a smile, he's exhausted from his efforts the only thing he managed was their freedom. Still he wanted to get everyone out from that mess and he walks over with the cups of tea to the closely seated group.

Oh, how his compulsiveness shines sometime and it lends to Jack's coat not laying right. Ianto fixes so it lays right on Alisa along with her own warm blanket. He plops himself down besides her and he offers her the cup of warm tea. "Patrick's still there.." Ianto's upset and he fixes himself up with the blanket and he sips his tea.

"No signs of any early labor, just fainted and a bit of a bump on the noggin. The lump's gone and so's the split lip," Owen's little scanner still won't work and nothing else for that matter. "She'll be alright and so will the kids." Owen takes the cup of tea from Ianto and he takes a sip. "Yeah, but this lot is different...They might be able to kill Jack for good."

He likes Jack, Jack's his best friend there and the only one who was able to see that good in him. "Don't know what we'd do with out him. He's seen through us wonderful misfits to make us good people."

Poor Alisa's just exhausted and she opts to lean against Ianto. "They treated Jack and me like dirt. In fact we were dirt." Alisa softly says as she takes a sip from her mug.

"Wait...what are you saying, exactly?" No, Liz hasn't gone deaf, or insane. She heard them all perfectly fine, she simply can't believe what she heard. She'd grateful, so grateful Alisa is OK, but... Everything else hits her like a ton of bricks

She lets go of Owen just before her fingertips start to glow in a very ET sort of way. "I'm sorry," she looks between Yan and Alis before growing very quiet.

Some things are absolutes; some things are just...facts. Fire burns, coffee is physically required to function. The sun rises, the sun sets. Jack can't die. Jack is good, everyone here is good. It's a fact "Oh, shut up. We were good people before Jack." The snap at Owen of course isn't warranted because he's right. Jack does make them better. Picked them all up when they were down and gave them a second, or in Liz and probably other's case, a twelfth chance. They all makes each other better, but Jack's the glue that holds them all together. The idea that he could be...gone. No, it's impossible. Unfathomable.

"I think," Liz huffs, her hands balled in fists as her voice remains eerily calm lest she explode, literally and figuratively. She looks between Owen, Alisa and Yan again, all of whom are so...broken. Not themselves at all. What the hell did those assholes do to her friends to take them from the way they are supposed to be to this?

"Let's just go get Jack," Liz says as though it's the most simple thing in the universe to accomplish, like picking up milk at the store of something. "Let's get everyone." She starts walking around the TARDIS, looking for weapons that are probably not there. "This isn't right and we fix things that aren't right. We always have, haven't we?" Liz doesn't wait for anyone to answer her, the fact her fingertips are flickering the only sign she's truly angry until she finishes with an outburst. "That is what we do so...let's go and get them out and fucking fix this!"

Yeah, Liz might be considered suicidal for proposing that course of action.

"Course we weren't bad. If we were bad Jack wouldn't of brought us to work for him." Owen suggests he's nervous, he recalls feeling this way when Jack left them to travel with his Doctor for that Year That Never Was and he lets his foot dangle from the jump seat he's seated on. "We're just people everyone else would of tossed aside."

Lurch is going to be useful he tries to get the doors open but they won't budge. He holds his arms up and he gives them a shrug.

Owen looks at his annoying metacrisis. "See, he's not that useless, bit of a help with dealing with autopsies." He looks over at Ianto who's normally a of an invert when it came to dealing with people.

Ianto's seated there with Alisa and he pats her knee. "We need to have faith in Jack. He'll be back. He gave you his coat, his security blanket because you needed it more." He's the one who went through Jack withdraw the most during that year but he knew they all did. "Torchwood and this is nothing without him. I still never felt this helpless before."

He takes a sip of his tea and he watches his own madman go over to help Stormy tor to get some life back into the TARDIS. "The Doctor or shall I say Doctors are there."

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During/Post Trial; Cranky!Pants Liz

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