[Action] Transmission 001

[eversohungry]

[Sometimes the path of life curves in an interesting way. And sometimes the little bridge you were walking over spontaneously develops a hole, and you have no idea where you've landed because the little bridge that should be over your head is gone.]

[Vastra has felt this feeling before, when she awoke to a world no longer ruled by her kind, but by mankind. It was a dark time in her life, and she reasoned there would be no darker time for her. Of course, she'd reasoned incorrectly.]

[From what she can tell, where she is now isn't England, or any country or planet she'd heard of before. But that isn't the ultimate problem. The problem is that there's snow on the ground, and she's barely dressed. No skirts, no coat, no hat, no cloak, no gloves, no shoes, and she's freezing in her little flimsy dress with strangely short sleeves. A few Cybermen-like figures slog through the snow nearby, though Vastra figured out hours ago that they weren't actual Cybermen. Fortunate, given she has no sword either.]

[As she makes her progress through the trees, Vastra can feel that the climate is getting warmer, but not warm enough to stave off her body's automatic hibernation. She rests herself against a tree briefly, to rest, and tries to stave off the heavy feeling of her body shutting down. If she hibernated now, who knew when she would wake up again?]



((OOC: Vastra's arrived! And she's somewhere between Ice Age and Space Opera! Where her journal is though, is a good question.....))

Comments

[jamesbarnes]

I would have left you some. [Bucky replies to Amelia lightly.

That's about all the ribbing he'll do - Vastra apologized, and more importantly, Amelia seems to forgive it easily.]

What can I say? I'm an equal-opportunity defensive boyfriend.

And if she was cute, and I wasn't with someone special, I'd probably do the same so I suppose I can't really talk.

[He nods.] Heads up ladies, I think we're almost there.

[eversohungry]

['I would have left you some'. Vastra is inclined to wonder if Bucky actually thinks she could be properly chastised into regretting she'd said anything. It usually took more than being browbeaten over a little flirting. She grins to herself, already forming some sort of response about whether Bucky thinks she isn't entitled to appreciate given her own 'taken' status.]

So-- [The comment that they were almost there makes Vastra stop mid-sentence to look. Because yes, she is incredibly sick of the snow, too sick to actually make a witty retort (which is impressive, truth be told). The skyline of a more futuristic city is in fact becoming more visible through the falling snow.] I never thought I would be so happy to see another robot. [She says mildly.]

[thedicearecast]

How generous of you.  [Amelia would’ve rolled her eyes if she hadn’t been afraid of them freezing that way.  Seriously, how could one place be so damn cold?
 
But the end is near, and Amelia quickly vocalizes her relief when, like the other two, she sees buildings in the distance.]  Thank God.  [With the end literally in sight, Amelia starts to walk faster.  Itchy and freezing are two things she hates to be.  But she’s not so focused on the goal that she’s stopped listening, and when Vastra mentions the robots though, Amelia’s quick to shake her head.]
 
Don’t get used to that around here.  Any other time you see robots, it’s a bad thing.

[jamesbarnes]

You're welcome.

[He nods at what Amelia says.] You might be able to fight 'em off sometimes, but they're still bad news.

[It starts to warm up as soon as they get near the boundary, and as they move further in the furs are replaced. He steps away from Amelia and he has about three seconds to appreciate the warmth before embarrassment sets in, and Bucky folds his arms across his chest. Yeah, they're not talking about this.] ...Come on, let's find somewhere to sit down.

[eversohungry]

[Vastra's eyes narrow, curious about these robots. Before she can ask though, their clothes are mysteriously swapped and Vastra's Cybermen question is completely derailed by... Come on, what couldn't be derailed by what Bucky is wearing? It certainly is some ensemble....]

[What Vastra finds herself in is a little uncomfortably familiar. And honestly, after a few years of corseting, feels like she's only slightly more clothed than she was in the dress and furs.]

Tell me about these 'robots' that are bad news. [She asks, following as they move to find somewhere to sit.] What do they look like?