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poly_chromatic2012-07-01 02:09 pm
what_the_flux) wrote in poly_chromatic2012-07-01 02:09 pm
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[action]
[Doc has recently been to and returned from the alternate City - the fogged, dark, empty mirror of the City. Since returning, he's been largely absorbed in going over what he documented during his short stay there. (Cut short, of course, by Amory's accident. He told the kid to wear the seatbelt, but no...) He's also been going over the DeLorean, examining it for any abnormalities as a result of the trip, retuning the car's basic mechanics and doing some maintenance on the time circuits now that they're back in working order (even if, apparently, they no longer accomplish their original function - a curiosity in itself). Save for the break in his studies for the curse (An old west curse! That he truly enjoyed.), he's been flying notably below the radar.
In fact, he's been so absorbed in his work that he hadn't even noticed that it's one of these weekends again. He has noticed it's a lovely day, however, so he's actually brought the DeLorean out for a ride around town. No way to know if you've tuned up the car right without testing it, after all.
When he gets back to the building he's made his lab out of, he pulls up outside rather than bringing the DeLorean in, and sits with the driver's side door open, enjoying the weather and making a post.
In the passenger seat, his dog, Everett, sits patiently and waits.]
[voice]
So it seems we're in the midst of one of these weekends again! This would be the second of its sort that I have experienced; certainly, it still seems that the City's dimensional boundaries must be altered somehow to allow for the temporary influx. However, the degree of control and regularity with which this occurs certainly suggests the event is more deliberate than a simple fluctuation in the dimensional barriers. As much as a fluctuation in dimensional barriers could be called simple, of course.
[Of course. Because that's obvious, right?]
Given my recent trip to the apparent duplicate City, inadvertent though it was, it certainly seems that the City's structure is even more complex than I had originally anticipated.
[Oh, right, he's talking to other people. He was sort of going off... on his own thing. A little.]
In any case! A belated welcome to the City. If there is anything I may do to be of service or to aid in your understanding of this place, do not hesitate to ask.
[ooc: I AM SORRY THIS POST IS SO LONG. Doc's from the end of Part II. I'd prefer not to have him totally flip his shit so no duplicates, and... I think that's all? HIT HIM WITH ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING. Very, VERY backtagging friendly.
Feel free to grab him over the network or anywhere out and about in the City, during or after his ride around town. Especially if you recognize the DeLorean :D]
[Doc has recently been to and returned from the alternate City - the fogged, dark, empty mirror of the City. Since returning, he's been largely absorbed in going over what he documented during his short stay there. (Cut short, of course, by Amory's accident. He told the kid to wear the seatbelt, but no...) He's also been going over the DeLorean, examining it for any abnormalities as a result of the trip, retuning the car's basic mechanics and doing some maintenance on the time circuits now that they're back in working order (even if, apparently, they no longer accomplish their original function - a curiosity in itself). Save for the break in his studies for the curse (An old west curse! That he truly enjoyed.), he's been flying notably below the radar.
In fact, he's been so absorbed in his work that he hadn't even noticed that it's one of these weekends again. He has noticed it's a lovely day, however, so he's actually brought the DeLorean out for a ride around town. No way to know if you've tuned up the car right without testing it, after all.
When he gets back to the building he's made his lab out of, he pulls up outside rather than bringing the DeLorean in, and sits with the driver's side door open, enjoying the weather and making a post.
In the passenger seat, his dog, Everett, sits patiently and waits.]
[voice]
So it seems we're in the midst of one of these weekends again! This would be the second of its sort that I have experienced; certainly, it still seems that the City's dimensional boundaries must be altered somehow to allow for the temporary influx. However, the degree of control and regularity with which this occurs certainly suggests the event is more deliberate than a simple fluctuation in the dimensional barriers. As much as a fluctuation in dimensional barriers could be called simple, of course.
[Of course. Because that's obvious, right?]
Given my recent trip to the apparent duplicate City, inadvertent though it was, it certainly seems that the City's structure is even more complex than I had originally anticipated.
[Oh, right, he's talking to other people. He was sort of going off... on his own thing. A little.]
In any case! A belated welcome to the City. If there is anything I may do to be of service or to aid in your understanding of this place, do not hesitate to ask.
[ooc: I AM SORRY THIS POST IS SO LONG. Doc's from the end of Part II. I'd prefer not to have him totally flip his shit so no duplicates, and... I think that's all? HIT HIM WITH ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING. Very, VERY backtagging friendly.
Feel free to grab him over the network or anywhere out and about in the City, during or after his ride around town. Especially if you recognize the DeLorean :D]
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Ah-- my apologies, I suppose I do have a tendency to get a bit carried away by all the possibilities.
[action, if you don't mind?]
DeLorean DMC-12, manufactured for two years. Not the kind of car a person sees out on the streets, never mind the modifications.
He looks, but doesn't touch. The dog gets a smile.]
[action, of course!]
When he takes note of the man eying the DeLorean, he greets him with a smile. Because that is how Doc rolls.]
Afternoon!
[action, of course!]
Hey. Nice DeLorean.
[action, of course!]
Oh, thank you, thank you!
[Stepping around from underneath the up-swung door...]
It is a lovely vehicle, isn't it? Terrible how poorly managed the entire production was, but well, I suppose that just makes it all the more special.
[With a bright smile.]
You an admirer of automobiles, then?
[action]
This guy isn't a big talker.
He takes a look at some of the more obvious modifications to the car. Talker or not, it's apparent that he's very interested in it. He also seems quite open to talking to (listening to?) Doc, although this, like everything else, is conveyed with great subtlety.]
Yeah. I'm a mechanic back home. Part-time driver, too.