fracturedrp | Intro: Where's a Police Man when I need one?

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Intro: Where's a Police Man when I need one?

When: Moving Day Plot
Who: Amelia Pond

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Where: Lost and Wandering

What: Little Amelia has found herself wandering the desert alone. She's brave, she just faced one man in a blue box not long ago tear her kitchen apart and to poke some weird stick into that crack.

She's got her little suitcase in her hands and she's dressed for an English Easter. Amelia just hopes to find that police box with that strange man again, she's hungry and tired as brave as she is Amelia is still a child. She's along the highway that would take her towards the new Torchwood HUB and it's amazing that people just drive past her. She's scared, she's scared and on the verge of tears right now.

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And of all the unlikely people to rescue her, the Master is somewhere near the top of the list.

"You look lost."

The little girl is going to trust her instincts, she's been living with her aunt for as long as she can remember. She sees the man and she stops. "You look like a creeper. I'm not lost."

"I don't hurt kids, alright?" He giggles. "Not enough meat on you, if nothing else.

"What are you looking for?"

Now that's not a good thing to say to a little kid. Amelia was smart enough to stick rocks into her hat that she's caring so she can throw them if she got into trouble. She takes one and she goes to throw it, either way she's going to run off.

She knows better than to talk to anyone who says things like that.

He doesn't mind. He'll even be nice enough to herd her in the right direction!

Amelia is just running, there's just somethings you don't say to a scared seven-year-old.

But he'll keep her running towards Torchwood, only letting her go once someone there has found her.

Hey, he's trying to help. He just does it . . . differently. Why does no one appreciate his efforts?

Jack happened to be walking the very way Amy was running. He had his coat on, although God knew why, it was hotter than sin. He had his hands in his pockets and he barely saw the child barreling toward him. He checked his watch and took a step forward when she ran smack into him.

"Oh, oh, hey, easy," he said, holding his hands up for a second before reaching down to take a hold of her arms gently. "What're you running from?"

Amelia was running and she dropped her hat full of creeper smashing rocks on her way. The only thing still in her hand was her suitcase but that's dropped to the ground just before she runs smack into Jack.

She stops to catch her breath and she looks up at Jack, maybe he's a copper here and she looks over her shoulder to see if the creeper isn't there. "Someone said something about kids and not having enough meat, officer." There's something about a look of authority that works when it comes to kids compared to the 'stereotypical' stranger who comes after kids.

"I think he might be one of those creepers you see on telly," Amelia eagerly whispers, of course there's that hope this one won't be just like the other.

"Hey, you probably wouldn't have noticed her otherwise." The Master grins. "I think she knows the Doctor, she looks like a younger version of one of his companions and anyway I can smell it on her.

"I suggest you get her safe, which is to say far away from me."

And that's the last you'll be seeing of the Master today, for which you can thank your lucky stars. Although he'd be offended if he knew.

Jack wasn't a cop or any sort of police authority, but he wasn't going to correct her on it right now. He looked at her and listened intently when she said that about not having enough meat on. He frowned. "You're okay now, I won't let him hurt you," he said and then raised a brow, nodding about the creeper comment.

He then noticed who was following her and he stood up, making sure that he had his gun handy just in case. Something slid through him and he couldn't pinpoint whether it was fear or disgust or something else. He made sure to slide his hand around the girls back, holding her close to his side.

"Don't worry about that, I will," he replied, watching him and kept his voice even for the sake of the child.

She went with her gut on the two but right now she's exhausted from wandering the desert in her night clothing, poor Amelia made an attempt to 'runaway' from home in hopes to find her Raggedy Doctor.

"You gonna arrest him?" Amelia's really hoping that he does. "I think he eats little kids." She's going to have to let this one know, and she figures he's more of a copper than her doctor. He might not rip apart her kitchen and spit food on the floor either.

She's not going to stray far from this man and when Master goes she's going to open up. She's too tired to even run anymore if she wanted to. The desert hasn't exactly been kind to her. "I'm lost. I ran away from home to look for him again."

Jack wasn't sure what he was going to do, but if The Master made a move toward him, he'd shoot him. Not that it would do him any good; the man would very likely kill him in front of the child and that wouldn't go over very well. He was quite sure of that. He relaxed his hand on his gunbelt when the Master finally left.

Jack finally took in her condition and listened to her talk. "Look for who?" he asked, thinking this little girl looked awfully familiar. He couldn't place it right then and there.

Amelia looks at her suitcase with the items that spilled out, one pair of pants, toothbrush and one little 'doll' of her imaginary friend. "The doctor who came to look at the crack in my wall. My aunt says I made it up so she's taking me to a doctor. I don't want to take medicines that will make me forget him"

Maybe she did but she knew it was very real. "He promised he'd me in his police box." It's amazing what a little kid will do with someone who seems trusting, and then there's one thing. "I'm hungry and need a plane ticket back to Leadworth."

Jack looked at the suitcase with her things spread out. He moved over, bending down to start putting all of it back into the suitcase. He looked at the doll just as she said that about her friend. "The Doctor?" he looked at her and pursed his lips together, thinking about it. She knew The Doctor? He gave her another look and she reminded him of someone who said that she was the new companion of The Doctor. "Okay, here you go," he said, standing up with the suitcase and handing her the doll.

"You take that and I'll take this. We'll go find you something to eat and then we'll get you home, okay?"

Amelia just stays put she's not going to wander around if there's a child eating man on the lose. She's going on the instincts he's a copper. "Just called himself a doctor." This copper isn't thinking she's just telling a story so maybe he believes her. "He had a big box that was blue. He told me he'd be back in fifteen minutes." It's been well over a month now and still she goes to that spot hoping to see him there only to be caught by her aunt. "He hasn't come back but I think he might be looking at the other cracks."

She takes the little doll that was fashioned out of a clothes pin. "He's a bit silly to be a doctor." She offers a smile and then her stomach takes over. The desert and the fact she's seeing American flags in front of the homes and businesses, maybe she's dreaming or her aunt managed to trick her with one of those darn pills. There were a few scattered pills on the ground the pills she would stuff in the suitcase to make her aunt think she was taking them. "Do you know him?"

Jack looked at her and he listened to her tell the story. It sounded familiar; he hoped the Doctor hadn't purposely abandoned this child like he abandoned most of his companions. He hoped that the man wouldn't be so cold and cruel to her. "Ah, yeah, he has an issue with being where he's supposed to be when he's meant to be there," he said, watching her for a second before turning his eyes toward the pills scattered on the ground. He motioned toward them and opened his mouth to ask when she said that last bit.

"Ah yeah, I do," he said and smiled some, standing up straight and offering her his hand. "C'mon now, lets get you something to eat and then we'll go see about finding him." Jack knew he'd be able to somehow; and if he couldn't, he would make it his damn mission to do so.

Ah, The Doctor and his 'accidental' lack of good timing or something was very wrong. "Will he come back?" Amelia's more interested in finding her Doctor than a place to stay and she looks at the offered hand for a bit. She should take it but there's that independent streak about her where she may of refused but this man knows The Doctor so she takes it.

"Do you live here?" She asks him and she hopes The Doctor comes to see him often.

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