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[OPEN] Your Friendly Neighbourhood Utgard

Who: ANYONE going on the trip to Utgard!
What: A supplies run with one bonus a la carte spy.
When: Days 269 - 271 ( May 23 - 28 )
Where: Utgard
Rating: PG-13. Anything that might go higher than that should be taken to a private log, please!

[ Early in the morning on Day 269, several wagons will be geared up and at the ready by the Gate of Fog. The first two are more obviously intended for supplies, while the drivers of the last few will welcome Travellers to find anywhere comfortable to sit. A handful of coloured Natives from various districts will be coming along to assist in the shopping, though they're mostly content to stick to themselves in their own wagon for the duration of the trip. They won't have much to say to anyone that tries for conversation beyond simple pleasantries and a general air of gratitude.

It's a half day's drive to get to the city of Utgard, leaving the Sun just barely on its way back down by the time the caravan comes to a halt. This gives plenty of time to gather the things on the shopping list the drivers have on them. Natives will direct the Travellers to the things that are needed, such as bandages, food rations and the typical things expected for war efforts - though every now and again, very quietly, the Natives will check up on people to casually suggest that they might like to pick up a nice coat or two. Perhaps some sturdy gloves here or there, and a few portable heaters and the likes. Not overtly, not a great number. Just enough to give the general idea that there might be use of some warmer gear before long. If asked about them, the Natives won't say anything, only that it's always good to be prepared.

Day 270 will be left entirely to the Travellers' discretion. As promised, the Natives will hand everyone that helped out the day before a small pouch of seven silver runes and seven copper runes ( approximately $70 USD ) to spend on whatever they like. Remember that Utgard is a metropolitan city with higher technology levels than that of Asgard. You could buy a computer or radio here that would transmit and receive signals, but only within the boundaries of Utgard. Once it is brought back into Asgard, they will no longer function beyond having shiny dials and buttons. Travellers are welcome to keep anything left over from their allowances after they're done with their shopping.

On the morning of Day 271, the Natives will give the Travellers just a little while longer to look around while they make sure everything is packed securely and accounted for in the wagons before the caravan sets off around 10AM. There's another half day's travel ahead, and they want to be out of the woods before dark, so do try to be on time or wait for the next wagon!

Things seem to go off without a hitch, though, and the caravan will be moving right on time. The only thing that might seem a bit strange is that there is one Native that seems more interactive than the others. He might smile directly at you or ask some seemingly harmless questions, like how long you've been in Asgard for and what kinds of things you like to do during your day. He might comment how it's great that you're doing so much for them, and isn't it wonderful that we're in a time of peace? How long do you think it will last?

You can feel free to be suspicious about this "Native"'s behaviour, but as per the RNG, it will be Percival ([personal profile] sleeveless) that catches the spy! When it happens, the caravan will come to a halt and one of Heimdall's Natives will welcome Percival and a few others to come sit and guard the spy in one of the emptier wagons where none of the actual Natives will be at all inclined to give anything away, even by mistake. The mods will try to handle a couple threads for him. He won't have much to say after being caught, though, half because there will likely be several threads for him that we will have to devote time to and have because spies are such sour things when they get caught. :( No harm is to come to the spy or anyone else until Percival has had a chance to put up an open post on the network to discuss what to do with the spy. ]

[ OOC NOTES: This is the mingle log for the Your Friendly Neighbourhood Utgard plot! Please put the day/location in the title of your comment, along with [OPEN/CLOSED]. Also, if you haven't already, please check out the poll regarding how to handle Thiazi's spy over here.

edit: The IC network post regarding the spy is up over here! Let us know if you have any questions! ]
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Days 269/270 | Open of course!

[personal profile] beforethewar 2013-05-24 09:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[Day 269, traveling]

Traveling! Traveling is excellent! TARDIS travel was the best, and even a gondola ride in Venice or a hot air balloon ride over the tulip fields of the Netherlands were nice.

This...this is a fairly slow wagon ride. Not quite the same.

Still, it's better than being stuck in Asgard, so Eight does what he can to enjoy the ride, looking around at the sights he hasn't yet seen before and chatting cheerfully with whoever is sitting nearby.

[Day 269, city]

Eight really enjoys the presence of the colorful Natives, happy for the reminder that their work has produced some positive results. He takes a shopping list, perfectly happy to do his part. It wasn't exciting, but it was productive, and he was going to practice what he preached to the gods.

The admonition about winter clothing makes him pause briefly, however. He shades his eyes with a hand and looks up into rather sunny, clear skies. With a thoughtful frown, he tucks that information away for later. Needing winter clothes when it is nearly summer is certainly a clue for...something.

[Day 270]

With it being rather hot on this day, Eight leaves his coat behind in the wagons, opting to wander the marketplace in just a plain white t-shirt and blue jeans, which is likely to be an odd look for those used to the other Doctor's eccentricities.

For the most part, he's been picking up just a trinket or two, and maybe some pretties for the ladies he's met. Mainly cheap things that are meant more for amusement than amazement.

That is, until he stops at a booth selling musical instruments, and snatches up a violin that was sitting in it's case on the table. It looks used, but serviceable. A few gentle plucks on the strings show that it could use some tuning, but not as much as he expected.

It takes very little deciding before he dumps the remainder of his coin into the merchant's hands and collects his prize.
Edited 2013-05-24 21:59 (UTC)
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Day 269

[personal profile] true_renaissance_man 2013-05-24 10:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Here's some one who could agree with the sentiment that gondola rides in Venice were nice. Venice was a beautiful city, full of so much wonderful architecture! But, riding in the wagons and appreciating the countryside was nice too. Granted it was not like home, the Tuscan countryside was difficult to beat, but it was good to see trees instead of buildings and pavement.

"It really is beautiful out here."

He took a deep breath taking in that fresh air.

"I am surprised Utgard is so close. I thought it might take us longer than a half day to reach it."
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[personal profile] beforethewar 2013-05-26 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
It certainly wasn't all of time and space, but it was a lot better than just sitting in the city all the time. Staying in one place was never his way.

Eight looked at the man who sat next to him and smiled. "It is, actually. I'm not sure what I was expecting, but it seems surprisingly peaceful."

He looked around and pondered the place for a moment longer, then glanced back to the man next to him.

"You know, you're right," Eight replied, "For some reason I pictured Asgard to be a lot more isolated and in the middle of nowhere. Maybe it's because you don't usually see anyone from other cities in Asgard."
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[personal profile] true_renaissance_man 2013-05-26 06:11 am (UTC)(link)
"It does make you wonder why more people do not travel. The war must have something to do with it but during these peaceful moments there seems little to stop them."

Of course the wide open fields or hidden forest areas could contain bandits. That was a possibility and it would make sense as to why the people of Asgard had insisted on the caravan. There would be safety in numbers.
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[personal profile] beforethewar 2013-05-26 05:58 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well," Eight began as he pondered, "I think it may have to do with that greying disease we've been fighting. When they're grey, I don't suppose their interest in travel is going to be all that great."

He gazed out at the landscape, frowning at the thought of what a full-on battle will do to it.

"Also, those who regain their color are probably too afraid to leave, for fear they may go grey again in the middle of nowhere and be stuck that way."
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[personal profile] true_renaissance_man 2013-05-26 11:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"Si, the greyness... That strange illness might have something to do with it too."

There were a lot of questions he still had about that illness. It was unlike anything he had seen before. It didn't kill, it didn't really make people sick, it just kind of drained the life out of them.

"Does it affect other cities as it does Asgard? I wonder if we will see very many 'grey' people in Utgard."
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[personal profile] beforethewar 2013-05-28 05:39 am (UTC)(link)
Eight scratched the back of his head and frowned.

"I honestly don't know. I've only just arrived here a few weeks ago, and this is the first time I've left the city. And if it does only effect Asgard, what does that mean exactly? What do the other cities have that Asgard doesn't?"
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[personal profile] true_renaissance_man 2013-05-29 05:21 am (UTC)(link)
"Some of the answers to our questions might be answered in Utgard. We could at least see for ourselves how many people have become grey. I have been here for several months and this is my first journey outside of the city walls too."

He paused a moment at the cart lurched forward and then settled into a more steady pace.

"But being so new it must be even more exciting for you! I was still so surprised by the many wondrous machines here in my first few weeks that I spent most of my time just trying to discover how they all worked, I did not even consider travel."

Then since this man was new and not likely to know very many people Leonardo bowed slightly and introduced himself.

"I am Leonardo da Vinci."
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[personal profile] beforethewar 2013-05-30 09:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Eight grimaced in frustration at Leonardo's comment. "Really? There's a war on and they've kept all of you inside the city most of the time?" He was fairly sure he didn't have all the information, but from what he was gathering from all his conversations, there was a hell of a lot of wasted time being had in Asgard.

Then again, it could just be his restlessness from having to stay in one place and time for so long.

"Oh, yes! Of course you are!" He brightened considerably when the man introduced himself, realizing that yes, he did indeed recognize the man.

"I am called the Doctor. of them, at least."
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[personal profile] true_renaissance_man 2013-05-31 06:53 am (UTC)(link)
"It was not like I was forced to stay. I doubt anyone would have stopped me if I had tried to leave. There was just so much to see and learn about here in Asgard that I did not really even think about leaving."

Unless it was to return home. Everyone in Asgard must have at some time thought about how nice it would be to return to their real home. Leonardo was no different. He kind of missed Venice and he definitely wanted to see the Tuscan countryside again!

"The Doctor?" He asked, not because the name was unusual... though it was... but because he knew another man that also went by that name. "It must be like a family name? You and the other Doctor are related?"

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[personal profile] beforethewar 2013-06-01 06:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, no, I suppose they wouldn't. I'm just surprised that there haven't been more organized outings like this to prepare." Eight shook his head, and resigned himself to the fact that he was just never going to understand the way this place and it's "gods" worked.

He chuckled and shook his head. This was another thing he'd have to resign himself to: having to explain the nature of himself and the other Doctors. So many people came and went in this place, so it was a pretty good guarantee that he'd always meet someone new who was baffled by Time Lord physiology.

"Actually, we're the same man. Just at different points in that man's life," he began, making a vague gesture, "You see, instead of dying, our people regenerate. That is, we completely change every cell in our bodies to keep ourselves alive, which results in a completely new body and, for the most part, new personality.

So, he is me and I am him...mostly. There's also another of us here now as well."

He figured he'd save explaining Theta later. Even he didn't know the whole story to that, since Theta was always so vague on the matter.
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[personal profile] true_renaissance_man 2013-06-02 01:13 am (UTC)(link)
The story the Doctor told sounded as implausible as... well, as... mythical Gods pulling people from their homes, regardless of distance or time period, and dropping them all into a city to prevent the end of the world. Right, maybe it was not as impossible as the knee-jerk reaction would lead one to believe.

"There are lizards that can regrow limbs that they have lost but to completely change yourself... your people must have a remarkable ability for survival."

And there were three Doctors instead of just the one?! Completely remarkable!

"How many of you can there be?"
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[personal profile] beforethewar 2013-06-03 06:38 am (UTC)(link)
Lizards. They always mentioned lizards. Why not starfish? Well, at least it wasn't worms. Eight grinned with pride at Leonardo, though. It was amazing how well some humans managed to cope with the strange once they'd had a taste of it.

"I knew you'd figure it out, Leonardo. Well, close enough at least. And yes, we do. Most Time Lords who stay safely tucked away back at home could live for damn near forever, really. Someone like myself, well...I'm not even nine hundred yet and I've already gone through eight bodies."

He shrugged. Saving the universe was dangerous work, even if his peers would be appalled at how quickly he was throwing his lives away.

"Well, it is said that we can have thirteen lives, but that could be just a way to keep us from being too reckless."
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[personal profile] true_renaissance_man 2013-06-03 11:59 pm (UTC)(link)
He could have said starfish but lizards were so much more common. And they did get into everything... something like the Doctor did, actually.

"Nine hundred is still an impressive achievement. Some buildings do not even last that long."

Leonardo himself couldn't imagine that! There would be so many things you could do and so many things to see. Technology would grow and change over time, you could watch it's progress! But, there had to be downsides. Friends without the same gift would not be around to enjoy these things with you, for one.

"It does not seem to have slowed you down very much. Hopefully it is just a rumor."
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[personal profile] beforethewar 2013-06-04 07:19 pm (UTC)(link)
"You'd be surprised how many things last longer: stars, solar systems, constellations, galaxies..." He caught himself getting ready to ramble and stopped, smiling. "You get my point."

Eight laughed. "You know, sometimes I feel every bit my age, but for the most part I do alright. One of the advantages to regeneration is that I get a whole new body to run ragged."

Surely, he didn't want the whole conversation to be about himself. Not with the great Leonardo da Vinci!

"Tell me, though, have you had many chances to paint here? This place must be a goldmine of new subjects to capture."
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[personal profile] true_renaissance_man 2013-06-04 08:07 pm (UTC)(link)
He nodded as the Doctor spoke. All of that sounded very reasonable. The Earth itself had to be very old, so the Doctor compared to that, well, he was a young man still in comparison to the whole galaxy! That was a different way of looking at things.

As for the paintings... er... actually...
It would not be much of a surprise for the Doctor really, when Leonardo looked to one side and very sheepishly admitted he hadn't done very many. He was a notorious procrastinator when it came to paintings and there were so many things in Asgard to keep him distracted.

"I did begin one, but I abandoned the painting when the flowers faded away... Since that time I am afraid I have not really touched the paints."
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[personal profile] beforethewar 2013-06-06 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
Ah. Yes. It had slipped his mind that there would be too many distractions in Asgard to keep a rather flighty artist (that was a redundancy, wasn't it?) from finishing anything.

"I suppose I shouldn't be too surprised," he chuckled, shaking his head, "Then again, maybe something at some point will capture your attention so fiercely that you'll actually sit down and finish."
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[personal profile] true_renaissance_man 2013-06-06 07:05 am (UTC)(link)
"It is always a possibility."

Maybe some day... when the subject matter of the painting was intriguing enough. Like a handsome knight riding a horse...

"Until then I do have other projects to work on."
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[personal profile] beforethewar 2013-06-07 04:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Now you're talking. Eight brightened further, looking intrigued.

"Really? What sort of project?"
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[personal profile] true_renaissance_man 2013-06-08 12:50 am (UTC)(link)
Be prepared for a long list...

"Well, I have been investigating both the magical powers the Gods give those they bring here and the greyness, I have heard of a small experiment I would like to try... that of making electricity from a potato, I have the sniper rifles some one requested to finish, there are the runes I would like to know more about, at the teacher's counsel meeting I proposed making a steam weapon to fight against the ice giants, and I would like to paint something again... once I decide on a subject interesting enough."

The man keeps himself pretty busy with his little projects... when he isn't procrastinating.
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[personal profile] beforethewar 2013-06-09 06:43 pm (UTC)(link)
He listened with interest, frowning a bit at the mention of weapons, but saying nothing. He was in the middle of a war, and he couldn't very well ask them to fight it without arming themselves.

"The electricity with the potato does work, actually. But I'll let you figure out how yourself, of course." He grinned. "Wouldn't want to spoil your fun after all."
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[personal profile] true_renaissance_man 2013-06-10 08:46 am (UTC)(link)
Leonardo had kind of a love/hate relationship with weapons himself. He loved designing them and seeing if they would work... but the killing they would do was tragic. Still though, ideas took precedence. Discovering if something would work was the most important thing.

"Amazing. If energy like that could come from a simple root it makes you wonder... maybe energy exists in everything."
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[personal profile] beforethewar 2013-06-11 06:54 am (UTC)(link)
Eight pondered for a moment on how much he should say, versus how much he should let Leonardo find out for himself. It was a tough choice; imparting a lot of information on someone was one of his favorite things.

Still, nothing wrong with confirming what he was already guessing. He nodded, "Yes, everything has some sort of energy. Though, not necessarily electrical energy."
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[personal profile] true_renaissance_man 2013-06-12 09:17 pm (UTC)(link)
"There are other forms of energy?"

He knew the basics: wood could be burned to produce energy, the light of the sun could be used for energy, the force of a spring, water could be harnessed to turn mill wheels and now electricity but there was more still?

"Maybe I will be able to learn about those kinds of energy as well."
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[personal profile] beforethewar 2013-06-13 05:24 am (UTC)(link)
"There are many forms!" He picked up a stray pebble from the floor of the cart and tosses it over the side. "A thrown object has kinetic energy, a candle produces heat and light energy, a shout has sound energy, and so forth.

And, knowing how clever you are, I'm sure you'll figure it all out soon enough."