An Unearthly Child (Open)

[Ayen]

It was a sunny afternoon in Hallowton, its denizens going about its day as normally as they could in the aftermath of the castle's destruction at the hands of terrorists. Many still stricken with disease and with nowhere to go as the hospitals were full. Boils popping and bleeding on the men and women who walked down the pavement, passing right by a red telephone booth that sat on the middle of the pavement.

The telephone booth's door opened and a short woman with black hair stepped out, dressed in a short sleeve gray shirt and opened black vest with matching black jeans and shoes. Red crystal earrings on both ears. However, the telephone booth was no booth. It was her TARDIS and it has taken on the form most suitable to its surroundings and if anyone else tried to get inside they would find it locked and unable to be forced open. The woman found it strange that a city so similar to London wouldn't have a Police Box but different worlds and dimensions did that. She did her best to blend in but it was hard to do that when you looked to be the only healthy person on the block. Wanting to discover what was going on around here, the woman began her exploration of the city.

[Ira]

"Es going to be alright," Wakanda said softly to the woman who had collapsed onto the ground. Wakanda had followed her down to the ground, resting on her knees with the woman. "Let me help you," she offered the woman who seemed to pay no mind to the rather tired voice of the togruta near her. A warming breeze fluttered down the walkway as there was a slight pull on the Force.

Tired blue eyes remained fixed on the woman for a moment longer before Wakanda closed her eyes. She reached out and ever-so gently took the collapsed woman's hand with both of her red hands. The faint blue light formed at Wakanda's hands though there was a hardly noticeable blue glow about the collapsed woman herself.

Wakanda had tried to tell herself that perhaps the more times she reset the virus in people, that maybe she would understand it fully enough to be able to undo it entirely eventually. But it seemed that would not be the case any time soon. The open sores left from bursting boils closed practically flawlessly leaving no scars or marks behind. Unseen to the eyes though, within the woman's body the disease seemed to be forced backwards, rewinding within just a moment, returning to its initial state - harmful in the end, but buying more time. The only sign of this was the touch of warmth returning to the collapsed woman's skin as she had been drained of her color as most people were when seriously ill.

The healer withdrew her hands from the woman's. She was exhausted, to be honest. No matter though, she still had a job to do to help these people. Self-assigned or not, it was a job she intended to stick to. She watched the woman slowly stand with an obviously confused look worn. "Et will only give time-"

"I'm cured!"

"No! No. Es still there. Not the cured!" Wakanda attempted to explain before the woman hurried away. The togruta sighed softly at how her words fell on deaf ears. She shook her head as she stood up from her knees. She tightly wrapped her brown robe around herself as she set to continuing to walk down the sidewalk. Blue eyes dancing over people, watching to see if any of them would potentially fall over as the woman had done.

Oddly, there was someone who seemed to still have color in their cheeks. But, probably someone who was somehow immune to this or someone who was new to the area entirely. Perhaps a warning of sorts needed to be given?

'You have health still, no should risk et by walking out here.'[/color] Silently, the words flitted about through the Force, warning the woman with a soft whisper as if Wakanda had been standing right over her shoulder.

[Ayen]

'You have health still, no should risk et by walking out here.'

The woman turned over her shoulder to see if someone was there but saw nobody, just more sick people walking about and one woman talking about being cured. That person in particular grabbed the dark-headed woman interest as she went over to her.

“Excuse me, ma'am. Could you tell me what's going on with all of this–”

She motioned to the sick people–

“And how you got cured from it.”

“A terrible plague that filled up our lungs and cast boils on our skin was set loose on our land, but that woman over there cured me!”

The woman pointed to the red and white female that was also walking down the pavement and the dark-headed female gave her a look over.

“Set loose how?”

“No one knows. It just came overnight.”

“Thank you.”

Walking over to the togruta the female decided to introduce herself.

“Hello. I'm The Crusader. Are you a doctor?”

[Ira]

Wakanda walked with her eyes closed, attention paid through the Force though, both feeling through it and seeing through it. She carefully moved about people without opening her eyes though she came to a rather quick stop as she realized she was being addressed. She finally opened her tired eyes and looked over the woman speaking to her.

"Doctor? Not one by people." Wakanda answered simply enough thoug she figured that such an answer probably would not explain enough. It seemed to no longer be enough considering people seemed to not know about the Force here. "Healer by the Force. Difference es little, en end I guess. Es just paper and title."

Wakanda paused for a moment.

"What are you crusader for?"

[Ayen]

"Doctor? Not one by people. Healer by the Force. Difference es little, en end I guess. Es just paper and title."

“Good. I hate doctors. Think they know everything.”

"What are you crusader for?"

“Injustice. The downtrodden. I right the wrongs I see wherever I go and I've been doing it for a very long time. Now, tell me, this city is rather familiar to another place I've been to, does it have a Queen or a Prime Minister I can speak to?”

[Ira]

Wakanda tilted her head to the side, slightly confused about the woman hating doctors. A lot of people acted like they knew things. And hate was a bit of a strong word for more than likely simply being annoyed and frustrated. She tilted her head upright once again and scratched the tip of her nose slightly.

She shrugged her shoulders though at this woman's questions. "I no know. I just here. I just help where I can.

But es nice to hear someone who does things for good. I guess, this es what you mean?"

[Ayen]

"I no know. I just here. I just help where I can.

But es nice to hear someone who does things for good. I guess, this es what you mean?"

“It's what I was born to do.”

The Crusader said with a smile, a small spark in her eye as she said it illustrating her passion for what she did as she walked around the woman and began searching for either a castle or parliament. She wanted to see what kind of a person this “leader” of theirs were and determine whether or not they were part of the wrongs that would have to be rectify. Speaking to the alien as they walked.

“What's your name?”

[Ira]

Wakanda merely smiled at the reply she was given. Something about it put her at a slight unease though. Was it that gleam in her eye? Was it that smile? Wakanda's own smile slowly faded away though as she kept walking. Perhaps it was just that hint of paranoia beginning to show. Her eyes moved about, not searching for what it was this woman looked for, rather her attention moved from person to person, looking them over, checking them and how they felt.

Her aura brushed against individuals and through touching them ever so gently with a careful stroke of the breeze, she could feel how affected they were. Her attention was so displaced from the conversation though that it took her a moment or so to realize that she had been addressed again. Wakanda turned her eyes back towards the woman walking with her, staring at her with almost a blank stare for a moment as Wakanda searched for what it was the woman had said for she had heard it but simply not processed it yet.

"I am Wakanda. Sorry I no help to find what you look for. I wonder ef they are okay. You look for leader, I worry they be taken by disease."

[Ayen]

"I am Wakanda. Sorry I no help to find what you look for. I wonder ef they are okay. You look for leader, I worry they be taken by disease."

“That's fine. You can come with me. I need someone familiar with the landscape anyway.”

She beckoned her forward and then resumed walking.

“Why are these people just left wandering the streets? Are there not hospitals they can go to? Is this place even quarantined?”

[Ira]

Wakanad shook her head slowly at her questions, obviously a bit upset with the situation."I do no think so. Riots take toll on hospitals. People break en, break things. Steal things. Things that help. Es sad. And places that no struck? They full. Can no take these people.

Et came on night wind, so fast. I no know ef es the quarantined. Even ef es now though, how fast et come, et spread, I think the quarantine may no work, even ef started but day after et all began." As she spoke, her gaze dropped down to the ground.

[Ayen]

“Riots?”

The Crusader turned around to face Wakanda again as they walked after hearing that word used.

“Why are the people rioting?”

The Crusader turned back around and looked up straight ahead, suddenly coming to another stop at the sight up ahead. The sight of the rubble that was now the castle of Hallowton.

“That's not good.”

[Ira]

Again, she was left without an answer. Wakanda shrugged her shoulders and shook her head. "I am no so sure. Money? I think et was about money? I think es fear. Fear and the chance of no reprecusshins.

I was there when some fighting started. I tried to stop et, but esploshins happened, lots of people hurt. I work to heal all pepole hurt. And, I never ask why et happen. I just assepted et happen. I am outsider here, no know nobody to try to help. No know how to get to know things here. No have connec-shins like home.-" She came toa stop a couple of steps after the woman with her had. Wakanda looked towards the castle and then back towards the woman with a sigh.

"Sorry."

[Ayen]

"I am no so sure. Money? I think et was about money? I think es fear. Fear and the chance of no reprecusshins. I was there when some fighting started. I tried to stop et, but esploshins happened, lots of people hurt. I work to heal all pepole hurt. And, I never ask why et happen. I just assepted et happen. I am outsider here, no know nobody to try to help. No know how to get to know things here. No have connec-shins like home.- Sorry."

“Money, fear, repercussions, fighting, explosions, a destroyed castle...”

The Crusader looked towards Wakanda with a serious expression on her face.

“We've stumbled across a war.”

The Crusader bolted towards the rubble of the castle, confident that she was bound to find someone who knew what was going on by the time she reached the rubble.

“Fortunately I am somewhat of an expert on war. Had a lot of time to learn. What about you, Wakanda, familiar with war by any chance?”

[Ira]

Wakanda nodded slightly as the woman pointed out something she had failed to put together honestly. The woman did have a point. Such things were honestly things of war. How she disliked such things. She sighed softly, shaking her head, before noticing the woman who had been walking with her had darted off. Was she looking at herself from another dimension. It kind of felt like it. Now she understood what the rest of her order had to deal with when she randomly broke into a run.

Seeing nothing to lose by running along and nothing further to gain by just walking, the togruta followed after the woman - not moving as fast as her though for Wakanda simply jogged along.

"Different types, sadly." She replied. "Political, public, war that es no the war but es a war, war en minds, war of the physical. Wars with gods or things which say they gods.

I no want to be, but familiar with war, I am. No like et much, but I seem to find them pretty well."

[Ayen]

"Different types, sadly. "Political, public, war that es no the war but es a war, war en minds, war of the physical. Wars with gods or things which say they gods.

I no want to be, but familiar with war, I am. No like et much, but I seem to find them pretty well."

“If there was a castle here that means we're looking at royalty. Kings, Queens, things like that. If any of the members of the Royal Family survived they were probably taken to the building with the strongest walls and the most armed security. The riots would have only worsen with the sight of their own castle being burnt to the ground.”

The Crusader started to search around the rubble, moving pieces of stone away while she searched for anything that might have been left behind or overlooked by the natives here. Some people saw the strange woman at the site and started to alert the authorities of an unidentified woman disturbing the burial ground of so many dead guards and civilians. Good, she was bound to meet someone who had information soon enough when she was brought in for questioning.

“I'd say we're looking at a rebellion since it's highly unlikely anyone could just walk right in through the front gate and set up an explosive powerful enough to take down the whole castle. I'd also wager a guess and say that by the materials here we're looking at a Norman architecture.”

The Crusader made a mental note to arrive here earlier so she could observe the castle in its former glory prior to the destruction.

“Okay,” began The Crusader as she dropped a piece of stone against the ground, “if I was a surviving member of the Royal Family where would I go for shelter? What place remains in the city that fits my needs?”

The Crusader started browsing around for a place with the strongest walls, or the second strongest walls all things considered.

“Any input?” she asked Wakanda.