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[waitsforever]

[Forgive Rory, this is going to be a little bit Blair Witch. The camera's right up to his face for a bit--wow, screen full of nose--and then he fixes it, pulls it a bit away. He's breathing heavily, and trying to keep an eye on the camera and off beside him at the same time, and when he speaks, he's trying to keep his voice low.]

There...iiiis...a minotaur after me, a minotaur and a...thing. A goblin or something.

[The camera shakes a bit as he turns it to try and film along the wall beside him, the wall he's pressed up against, maaaybe to go around the edge, show around the corner...

And then a brief glimpse of the beasts, sniffing about, before they look straight at the camera, and the minotaur bellows.]

Shit!

[The video goes flailing, wild, Rory is off running again.

Sudden glimpses of narrow streets around him

and the goblin-thing, coming up towards him, hands reaching out toward the camera

and then bits of the city

the ground

up at Rory, from under his chin, he's tripped and he's pushing himself up again

alleyway

sky through the tops of buildings

and then a door, about halfway into frame on an angle, door opens, Rory hustles in and slams it behind him, up some stairs, down a hall, and then he slides down against the wall there, panting, trying to fumble the camera back to face him. He has a bit of trouble framing the words.]

So...what are they? Are they always here? What does this city have against me handing in my CV?! Because it's done this twice, now! I mean, the first time, it was a giant purple dog, and this time it's...those things. I know it's unprofessional, but is there a hospital email I can send it to? Because this is kind of ridiculous.

[A sound off to the side and Rory looks, and then gapes.]

How'd you--!

[His shoulders fall briefly in defeat, and then he scrambles to his feet and runs off again, ending the video with a thumb as he does so.]

Comments

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[waitsforever.livejournal.com]

[Having picked up as many no-name skittles up as possible, Rory stands up and hesitates before the console. Alright, it's not as if he's about to attempt to fly it. He's just going to try and get it to check outside. He walks around to the different screen, all the foreign text, Gallifreyan text, and it's a good thing he's not looking for any readouts. Flipping a couple switches (and mentally crossing his fingers) he brings up video of outside the TARDIS. Where the minotaur has apparently actually lost interest and is wandering about at the edge of the camera. Rory leaves it on and waits to see if the others join him, or if he gets called over.]

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[waitedforyears.livejournal.com]

[Amy grins weakly at Nathan.] Might've been just lampposts. C'mon.

[And she drags him back to the control room to see what Rory's up to. The dragging, it's becoming a bit of a habit.]

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[designedtoparty]

Lampposts. Right.

[Luckily, Nathan doesn't mind all the dragging. Although he does break free when he spots the screen in the console room. He was hoping for something a bit more interesting than just what's outside, but he'll make do. At least he won't have to guess whether or not the minotaur's about anymore.]

Is he still outside? Jesus.

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[waitsforever.livejournal.com]

Yeah. He looks...close to losing interest, though, so that's a pretty good thing, I guess.

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[waitedforyears.livejournal.com]

Definitely a good thing. [Amy very nonchalantly wanders over to Rory and gives him a hug. Because she wants to, not because she was worried about him or any such thing. Obviously.