Open RP, Gryffindor Common Room

[ninth-doctor.livejournal.com]

(OOC: Backdated to here, open to anyone happening to be in the common room at the time.)

After the more or less disasterous events that followed the Doctor owling Claire, the two of them finally wandered back into the common room. "Right then, come on, sit down." He maneuvered Claire into a seat by the fireplace.

"Said I'd get you some tea, didn't I? Tea's good for lots of things, calming frayed nerves being one of them. ...Right, just have to find some tea around here...ah, here we go." With a flick of his wand, a pair of cups and a teapot full of water wandered over, and with another, teabags plopped into it yes, they just happened to all be sitting there. "I could get used to this. Won't be but a few ticks," he added, teapot now over the fireplace.

"I'm sorry," he then apologized. "Didn't mean to drag you into that situation there. You sure you're all right? Good night's rest will do you good."

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[xohso-scenex.livejournal.com]

She sat beside the Doctor. He's so kind to you, Claire, she thought. She sipped her tea; she hated tea, but it was what she needed right now. 'Is there anyway of turning that thing up?' she said, gesturing to the fire place.

After regaining her courage, she finally said, 'Look don't worry. I had it coming really. Bad stuffs really been following me about. I'm just glad you were there.'

[ninth-doctor.livejournal.com]

"I know how that feels, bad stuff following. But don't say you had it coming. It just happened." He sat back across from her. "Not sure if you can turn that up...might have to ask a house elf or something. Find some good dry firewood." He was tempted to say something about that secret passage he and Jack had stumbled upon, but nah, that'd just stay with them.

[xohso-scenex.livejournal.com]

'It's freezing!' she said, wrapping her arms around herself to warm up. 'But I did have it coming, I should haven't annoyed them, Doctor. I should have done what I was told. I should have...' she cut herself off. She should have what? She didn't even know what she wasn't doing right. 'I don't know... I don't understand any of it.'

[twoyearsmissing.livejournal.com]

"Freezing? I'll warm you up." Jack had difted in, he looked them both over. "Hello!" It's the same one he always gets told off by the Doctor for saying. "Captain Jack Harkness. Ooh tea." The unsubtle way of hinting he wants some.

[xohso-scenex.livejournal.com]

Claire smiled and handed him her cup. She wasn't wanting it anyway. She didn't catch on to what he meant by freezing though, 'You can warm up this fire? God, thank you!'

((Ahaha, no its okay! I've been dying for an excuse to run into Jack!))

[ninth-doctor.livejournal.com]

"I doubt he can do much magic at this point," snarked the Doctor, giving him a curious look as if to say 'don't even think about it'. "Probably too busy with other things, isn't that right?"

[xohso-scenex.livejournal.com]

She's confused, and it shows. 'But he said... Oh. Oh right.' She was a bit slow at getting his point, but when she finally did she looked over at him and laughed. She didn't really reply to his comment, but the look said enough. She then looked back at the Doctor, 'Sorry, huh...?'

[twoyearsmissing.livejournal.com]

"Other things?" Jack looked perfectly innocent, but his eyes betrayed him. "Please explain to us both." Since it seemed he wanted to embarrass the Doctor now.

[ninth-doctor.livejournal.com]

"Not likely, as I'm sure you know perfectly well what I'm talking about, and that's all that matters." He sipped his own cup of tea, deciding to, for the moment, ignore Jack. "Anyway, Claire, like I said, a little r-and-r, and you'll be good as new. Or close to good as new, anyway."

[honor-nimitz.livejournal.com]

Popcorning, decided Honor, was a dreadful experience. She didn't want to do it again, and wouldn't, if she could help it. Which she had no idea if she could. She felt distinctly drained as she entered the Gryffindor Tower, mitigated only by the joy of finding Nimitz. He purred happily on her shoulder, not appearing to mind the general smell of butter and salt about her.

She stopped short as she entered the Commons, more surprised than she should have been to find three people there. She and Nimitz would have sensed them ahead of time if they'd been paying attention to anything but each other. Her military training instantly began gathering information.

A tall man, not quite so tall as herself (intelligent, capable, caring, very alien, deeply sorrowful), another man (roguish, not entirely trustworthy, basically harmless), and a woman . . .

Fear. Guilt. Something terribly wrong.

All this was taken in in an instant by Honor and Nimitz. Nimitz gripped her shoulder, battered by the woman's emotions. Honor reached up to sooth him.

"Forgive me," she said, addressing the tall man in particular and the room in general. "I didn't mean to intrude. I'm Honor Harrington, and this is Nimitz. I'm afraid I've been popcorn for a while, so I'm a little confused. Have we met?"

[ninth-doctor.livejournal.com]

He looked to this new person--well, he'd seen that intriguing cat before somewhere, when he and Jack were searching for secret passages. He stood and gave a friendly smile. "Hullo. No, don't think we've met. At least not been properly introduced. I'm the Doctor. Nice to meet you. Are you new?"

[xohso-scenex.livejournal.com]

The Doctor had seemed to take care of the new woman. Claire was glad, she seemed to have eyes like Paul's, analysing everything in sight.

[honor-nimitz.livejournal.com]

Honor definitely liked the Doctor, and she sensed that Nimitz did as well. "No, I'm not new; as I said, I was popcorn for a time, but now Nimitz is here, I suppose I decided to, one might say, pop. It's good to meet you, too."

Nimitz bleeked politely, but Honor knew his attention was entirely on the woman. There was definitely something off about her.

Honor indicated the woman and the other man with a tilt of her head. "Who are your friends?"

[ninth-doctor.livejournal.com]

"Oh, right, this here's Captain Jack Harkness," he said, nodding to him, and then motioning to the woman. "And this is Claire Littleton. Ah, popcorn, I hear about that happeneing to students sometimes. Do you really get turned into popcorn? How very weird..."

[xohso-scenex.livejournal.com]

Claire gave a little smile when he said her name. But the cat wouldn't stop staring. 'Doctor...' she whipsered, quickly screening with her wand, 'That cat keeps staring at me.' If crazy voices wasn't enough, she didn't want psycho cats on her tail too.

*screened for the Doctor and Claire*

[ninth-doctor.livejournal.com]

"What do you mean? It's just a cat...I think. Er, a very odd cat. Probably just looking at us all, you know. It's already seen me and Jack, I think."

Re: *screened for the Doctor and Claire*

[xohso-scenex.livejournal.com]

Her eyes showed the worry, but her voice tried to deny it, 'Maybe your right, maybe I'm just being all touchy and over sensitive or something. Still, it's kind of weird...'

Re: *screened for the Doctor and Claire*

[ninth-doctor.livejournal.com]

"Probably still in a bit of shock from those voices. Like I said, rest, good for what ails you."

Re: *screened for the Doctor and Claire*

[xohso-scenex.livejournal.com]

She looks down and turns her eye contact completely from the cat. 'I guess I'm just used to people not trusting me. Except you, really.' When she said this, she held his eye contact and gave a half smile.

[honor-nimitz.livejournal.com]

"Well, give me a smell if you don't believe it. That's why I came straight here after reuniting with Nimitz; I want to change my clothes, provided my room is still in order." She smiled at Claire and Jack. "It's nice to meet both of you."

Claire was looking nervously at Nimitz. His attention apparently wasn't sitting well with her, as well it might; Honor knew from experience that a treecat's unblinking stare could be disconcerting.

Eyes off, Stinker; if there's something dangerous about her, we'll find it out soon enough. Best to hide any suspicions until we know the situation better.

Nimitz made a faintly disgruntled sound, but he obeyed, turning his attention to Captain Jack and giving him a friendly bleek. The Captain was definitely Nimitz's sort--mischievous.

"Captain, eh?" said Honor. "Is that a military rank, or do you just have your own ship?"

[twoyearsmissing.livejournal.com]

"How about both." Jack finally speaks, amazed the Doctor introduced him so nicely.

"Well used to have my own ship, she went to pieces." He says remembering the warship.

[honor-nimitz.livejournal.com]

Honor feels a little amusement coming from him, and she rather likes it. "I've had a few ships go to pieces under me, too," she says wryly. "I'm career military myself--a commodore, in point of fact, in Her Majesty's Navy, Star Kingdom of Manticore. Where are you from?"

[twoyearsmissing.livejournal.com]

"Former Time Agent, more recently I run Torchwood." Makes it sound like it was all single handed. Gwen would tell him off for that.

"From? 51st century." He doesn't give a specific place.

[blue-ataru.livejournal.com]

Aayla enters the room behind the tall human woman, having been waiting for someone to open the portrait for quite some time. So this is Gryffindor Tower, she thought to herself. She stood there for a moment, trying to get her bearings and avoid interrupting the people conversing by the fireplace.

[xohso-scenex.livejournal.com]

Claire was laughing loudly; grinning like a chessire cat. She did notice the new addition to the room, and smiled over at her.