[Meta] Open verse RP, anyone?

[his_sarah_jane]

[ooc: being stuck in doors is starting to grate on my nerves, especially on this lovely fourth of july day. so! if you feel like interacting with sarah jane smith, with any pup from any universe from any canon from ANYTHING really, i would love you forever. bored mun is bored and tired of being sick.]


On [noun], the glow of the [noun] seemed to sparkle rather than illuminate the [noun] in front of Sarah Jane. So far, the day had been relatively [adjective]. There had been little [-ing verb] to be done and little [noun] to [verb].

Still, Sarah couldn't help but decide that today was a very [adjective] day for [-ing verb]. A very [adjective], indeed.

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[kingcreevey]

Dennis Creevey, wizard at large, currently fifteen and sometime Companion of various the Doctors bursts onto the scene, waving his wand.

"Quick!" he cries. "Have you seen the thing?! It steals vocabulary!"

[his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com]

"A what?"

She looks at the boy, covering her eyes from the glaring sun. Of all the things to find while walking through a park...

"What thing?"

[kingcreevey]

"The thing thing. It's about the size of stuff!" Dennis holds his hands out, about the size of a large rabbit. "It's got four thingies and big fluffy wossnames! It eats words so you can't remember them!"

He looks frantically around.

[his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com]

Clearly it did, given the gaps in the boy's vocabulary. Sarah Jane's eyes narrow when he held his hands out. It looks like whatever this creature is, it is approximately the size of a large cat.

Four thingies?

"Do you mean legs?" Sarah asks a moment later, tapping on one of her own as a reminder. "Four legs? Like a cat or dog?"

Oh, that would be a problem, what with being in a park and all.

[kingcreevey]

"Yes! Those!" Dennis nodded fervently. "And fluffy, um--" He puts his hands on his head and waves them. "Like bugs have! And radios!"

[his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com]

Okay, she can do this. Bugs and radios and something on the head. It takes a moment but quickly, realisation hits Sarah Jane.

"Antennas?"

[kingcreevey]

"Yes! Small, fuzzy ones!" Dennis beams. "You're very good at this! Anyway, we have to find it quickly, or you know how you have that thing where you're trying to say something and it's on the tip of your tongue, but you can't quite remember what it is? Everybody will be like that all the time! And I'll be wossnamed for months! Years, even!"

Something occurs to him.

"Oh! Hello! I'm Dennis Creevey! I don't think I have a middle name, but it's possible I do and I have just forgotten it!"

[his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com]

"Sarah Jane Smith," she answers, holding out a hand and then quickly withdrawing it.

Was now really the time for introductions when there was some sort of crazed antenna-possessing alien cat on the loose? And the Doctor was no where to be found? "It's, well. Nice to meet you, Dennis."

Beat.

"Do you know what direction it went in?"

[kingcreevey]

"Please to meet you! And, this direction!" Dennis looks around. "I think, because it went ka-pwing over the doo-dah and I had to come around to go through the gates, but I'm pretty sure it was heading this way, and it started over there--"

He points back the way he came.

"--so I reckon it went over there--"

He points in the opposite direction. There's a lake down the way, and some trees, and lots of people with pets. In the far distance an ice-cream truck warbles an approximation of Greensleeves.

"--unless it doubled back, then it could be anywhere! It would head towards words though! Like, um, stuff? That you read?"

[his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com]

"Books!"

Wasn't there a Waterstones somewhere near the park? Oh, bloody hell. It would be heading out towards the general public then and cause absolute havoc in downtown London. Sarah placed a hand to her head and sighed.

Where was the Doctor when you needed him? Regardless, Sarah Jane grabbed Dennis' hand and began to walk in the direction of the bookstore.

"Oh, this may sound kind of daft, Dennis, but you haven't seen a man in a long scarf around here, have you? I've seemed to have lost him and... well, if anyone would be of help in catching this word-stealer, it would be him."

[kingcreevey]

"I know a man who used to be a man who wore a long scarf a lot," Dennis muses, hurrying to keep up with her, "but I haven't seen him for hours, and it's probably not the same man anyway! Isn't it a bit warm for a scarf today?"

[his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com]

She slows down every so much, realising that it might be important to keep on the lookout for the creature.

It might not have gotten to the bookstore yet.

"Not for him. He'd wear it in the middle of the Sahara, really. Trust me, I've seen it." And, despite the urgency of the situation, Sarah Jane had to smile at that.

[kingcreevey]

"It would keep the sand out of your face!" Dennis has a sudden thought. "Perhaps you can't remember where he is because the thing got at you too!"

There seems to be some sort of argument going on outside Waterstones between a large woman in bright colours with a camera hanging around her neck and a small Indian man in a black cab.

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[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

The Doctor was, naturally, correcting books, slashing out the incorrectly written nouns, adjectives, ecetera, and putting in more intellectual ones. He started on, of course, the book that Sarah Jane had thrown at him during the meeting.

Hmph.

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[his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com]

She had come to search Sarah Jane's library for more books. As much as Sarah despised entering the house, it was something that had to be done at times, wasn't it?

Still, it didn't mean she was happy about it.

Nor was she happy at the sight of the Doctor - that grumpy one that looked far too much like the man she was staying with - writing within them. Her eyes narrowed and she crossed her arms over her chest, notebook clutched in one hand.

"Hasn't anyone ever told you that it's impolite to write in someone else's book? Libraries often fine for something like that."

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[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Speak of the devil...

He looked up at her, a patronizing mock look of shock on his face.

"Honestly, Sarah Jane? Well, I ought to stop if they're going to fine me."

Aaaaand right back to correcting he goes.

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[his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com]

It almost hurt to see that look on his face. True, Sarah Jane had little idea who he was or what had happened in his past but at the very least, she had thought he'd have known her.

And you don't treat best friends this way.

"Someone ought to," she retorted, hand clenching on her notebook. "And if this Sarah Jane isn't here, I very well will step in for her! So stop!"

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[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

The Doctor rolled his eyes and put down his fountain pen. He'd get back to it once she left the room.

"Can I help you, Sarah?"

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[his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com]

She eyed the pen, gaze flickering quickly to the book. Sarah didn't need his help, not really. She liked to think she was quite capable on her own, after all.

Capable of doing her research and yet still far too willing to pick an argument. "So you remember my name now?"

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[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

"Are you implying I forgot it?" He sighed, loud and long. "Clearly you want something, or else you simply have a deep affection for books with wrong information and poor punctuation. Which is it?"

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[his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com]

He certainly didn't seem to remember it at the meeting. Sarah Jane sighed and shook her head. It would be quite easy to ignore him and go about her business.

Too bad it was a lesson she never quite learned.

"Are you always this rude?"

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[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

"Always," he replied with a wide, obnoxious grin.

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[his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com]

She rolled her eyes, trying her best not to smirk. It wasn't amusing, not really!

"Be careful," she warned, "or I may just toss another book in your direction."

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[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, but this time I'm ready for it," he said, his smirk unfailing. "You'll have to throw me a curve...uh, book."

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[his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com]

She would not laugh. She would not laugh.

But still, the tiniest giggle is let through.

"I'll just have to wait and catch you with your guard down, then."