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Current Music: Wild, Wild Life - Talking Heads

It's a Wild Wild Life

When: After a trip to California
Where: Central Park, New York.
Who: OTA

What:

The Rift has been active once again and Jack has taken a small group with him to of all places Central Park. It was nice to have localized activity above the HUB it was easier to find but it made the immortal uneasy.

Jack turned around with his Webley in one hand. He listened to his cheerleader under the HUB giving him and the others directions. The energy signal is a strange one that is leading him closer towards the Central Park zoo. It's a bright sunny day with families and tourists flocking over to see the exhibits.

"Hey, is anyone feeling a little strange?" Jack turns his head around and with an influx of people in the area he reholsters the gun. "Please, let's try not to cause anyone to panic." He tells the people with him and with a motion of his hand he gives a silent order to put the guns away. He pushes himself through the turn-style and he begins to make his way through the mass of people who are enjoying the warm weather.

'Careful Jack, you're getting closer to it's location. It's located in a far corner of the zoo grounds.' Toshiko says, through the commlink to everyone on the surface.

"I promise someone that we can do some guns a wavin," Jack jokes, but the matter is far from one as his hand slides into the pocket of his greatcoat when he pushes through a group of onlookers near a group of flamingos.

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The Master got onto all four paws and crouched low. He growled, deep in the back of his throat. Slowly, he began stalking towards Andrew, inch by inch.

The chittering stopped, and Andrew could feel Märet moving to get a tighter grip on the fur of his back. He drew himself up to his full - if inconsiderable - height, and tried hard not to start barking again.

"Now, Master - no need for that. You can, ah - you can stop that. Any time." He started backing away slowly, trying to keep the Master from getting any closer in his stalking.

The Master pounced, but instead of colliding with Andrew, he went sailing over, landing behind him. Once there, the Master butted Andrew with his head, trying to knock him over.

"Why, Andrew, you seem almost afraid," the Master exclaimed, giving the chuffing sound that, for now, passed as his laugh. "This isn't the cheetah virus and I, at least, transformed into something with dignity!"

"No, don't -!" Andrew tensed to bolt as the Master pounced. The fact that the Time Lord went sailing over his head, though, caused him to abort the motion, and he gave a confused stumble. With his portly little body already off-balance, the Master's headbutt succeeded in knocking his hind end out from under him. He fell heavily, pride even more bruised now than his poor hindquarters.

"I'm not afraid of you!" he lied. "I was just concerned you'd hurt Märet!"

He wasn't about to touch the dignity issue.

"Of course, Andrew, of course," the Master chuffed, purring, now, as he lay back down in the grass. "I still retain my intellect, you know. You're in no danger from me...well, no more than usual!"

Andrew pulled his feet under him and considered getting up, but after a moment he just twisted around so he could keep an eye on the Masters while still laying down. A glance reassured him that Märet was still present, and he fought down the urge to bark yet again in response to his general discomfort with the situation.

"Pardon me for being a little leery of the man who's both threatened my life in the past and is now in possession of a mouthful of fangs," he huffed. Meanwhile, he was also a bit nervous about the Master who'd taken on the form of a snake - he knew the Master wouldn't deliberately hurt Märet, but he couldn't help but imagine what could happen if the Time Lord's hunger got the better of him.

"Sso, are we going to find ssomewhere ssafe or not?" The snake attempts a frown, which doesn't work very well. "Thisss isss making me nervousss, I keep wanting to bite."

"Eat some more sparrows," the Master suggested. "Maret is safe enough. If anything, he can crawl into one of my pockets. I still want to find the Doctor. I've been in this universe for over a week and he isn't even aware of me!"

"What pocketsss? You're a cat now, not a kangaroo." The snake Master sighs. "Ssparrowsss, right."

And off he goes after the birds.

"But they're probably humans!" And he knew the Master ate humans all the time, but it still distressed him. He climbed to his feet, looking worriedly in the direction the snake had gone.

"I want to go home," said a small voice from his back.

The Master stopped worrying his velvet coat with his teeth and attempted to look sheepish, but the sentiment wasn't genuine and his cat's face wouldn't cooperate. He edged a bit closer and turned to face Andrew and Maret full on.

"Patience, young one," he counselled. "We won't be like this long. We just need to find the energy source. That's, no doubt, where the Doctor will be, as well. You can ride in my coat pocket, if you're worried about predators."

"I'll try not to bite them if they talk," say the Master over his 'shoulder'.

That was more than he'd expected from the Master, really. Andrew made a worried little sound as he watched the Master slither off, still not entirely convinced.

"You are a predator," he pointed out, wanting to go on looking after and carrying Märet himself. Of course, being pounced on by the Master had shown just how effective he was at keeping the meta-meta safe at the moment.

<{{OOC: Continued from here: http://fracturedrp.livejournal.com/119166.html?thread=868222#t868222}}

Donna had noticed what was going on and though the snake didn't worry here, the Cheetah certainly did. She approached very slowly. She had no problem thinking of protecting the smaller animals from the larger ones... but now she's smaller. Still she has horns, little though they are, they can still do damage, if need be.

"N-now, you just st-tay where you are, you b-big cat."

"Oh, just let me find one mouse! I bet they taste like bananas." The Doctor's trying to fight off the owl's urge to eat on something living and the zoo likely has plenty of mice for him to nom on.

The Doctor managed flight if not a bit ungraceful flight and he flies after the little sheep. "Now let me guess." The Owl lands or crashes into the branches of a tree. "Cheetah, cheetah oh cheetah. Captain Jack?" He lowers his head down with those big yellow eyes to take in the cheetah on the ground but even now he can tell this isn't Jack.

Its someone else and he ruffles his feathers up. "That's not a virus you have there is it?"

The Master eyed the growing crowd with amusement, letting out more stuttering laughter. He got up, stretching with his head lowered, and tail in the air.

"I am a predator, yes, a cheetah, in fact," he agreed, aiming this last at the unfamiliar sheep.

Well, the Doctor did enjoy being followed around. Springing over to the tree, the Master placed his front paws on the trunk, stretching up towards the owl.

"Greetings, my dear Doctor. What an interesting form you've been given...an owl, both predator and prey!" the Master exclaimed, playfully snapping his jaws at him. "No virus. Surely you're aware of the strange energy source?"

"The energy jusst has a weird sense of humor, it looksss like." The snake is back, now with a distinct bulge in its midsection.

"Sso, who are you lot?"

"There you are!" Andrew trotted over to join Donna, giving the Doctor an uneasy upward glance. All of these predators made him uneasy, but he was beginning to have his doubts about the Doctor's self-control. Perhaps it would be better to put Märet in the pocket of the cheetah-Master's now ill-fitting coat, if only so he'd be out of sight. He still wasn't convinced, though, that the Master would be careful enough with the meta-meta.

Donna was a fairly small sheep, and he was a really big rodent, but Andrew still tried to get underneath her, wary of attack from above. "Donna!" chirped Märet from Andrew's back.

Edited 2011-04-21 02:10 (UTC)

Donna looked at the snake, "Donna." She would say no more to him, she was certain he was one of the people the Doctor didn't like, if only because he was a snake.

((Prejudiced? Yes!))

She had seen Andrew and Märet change so she knew who they were. She moved her legs slightly to allow them to take shelter beneath her, "It's alright, I'll protect you."

Of course she said this with no thought to who would protect her.

(OOC: http://fracturedrp.livejournal.com/119698.html#cutid1 ))

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It's a Wild Wild Life

G'night! :D

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I have a little more time after all, yay!

:D

Funny old thing, life

Now I'm imagining a cheetah in a black velvet suit.

He totally is! He was complaining about it earlier. lol

And going out for a bit, see ya

See you when you're back!

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