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Who: >=< and his dragon. Also Sefton, and Some, and Bonnie =3
What: Various things!
When: The weekend of May 14/15
Where: Le Gode Hostel
Notes: This main post is just a placeholder; I realized I'd set up plans for three separate logs taking place in the hostel, so instead of spamming the comm they're just all gonna go here, as comment threads. Cool

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Sefton

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The elevator door on the ground floor was open. The Doctor sat cross-legged on the floor, the number panel in his hand. It was still connected to the inner workings of the elevator through a series of wires. His dragon was curled at his feet, her head rested on his knee, and she was sort of - purring. His other knee was currently wearing his fez.

Sefton would probably find the Doctor's current position interesting. Not because there was a dragon involved, or a fez, but because no one had been reporting any problems with the elevator.

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"Nope. Not until I start doing things like this." He disconnected a wire. It set off a small spark. "...That wasn't anything vital." Still, he set about reconnecting it.

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Sefton resisted the strong urge to sigh and ran a hand through his hair instead. "Just be careful with it," he advised, a little weary. "If you think it's not safe while you're working, shut it down 'til it is. Better than somebody getting stuck up there." He hesitated, then added, "What was that?"

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"I think it was involved with the alarm button," he said. "Have it back again in two shakes."

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Sefton stared at him. "You sure you should be messing with its speed?" Especially if the Doctor didn't even know what wire he had fiddled with and apparently just broke.

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"Your buddy Lance hired me for a reason." He gave off a confident smile. "Just getting more acquainted with the system. Aaaaand... there." The wire snapped back into place.

His dragon was getting increasingly suspicious of Sefton and his strange coldness, and the way he was looking at the Doctor, which she mistook for hostility. She snapped her jaws toward his shin - not intending to actually bite, more as a warning.

The Doctor sent a glare down at her, snapped his fingers and pointed at the floor. "Down, girl." She looked up at him and backed off - still growling, but she backed off.

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Sefton rolled his eyes. Lance being called his 'buddy' was almost funny. "I know he did, but I-whoa!"

Threats of biting, whether they connected or not, were still enough to get Sefton to take a step away. He frowned down at the little dragon, now much warier than before. Thanks to his excursion as Lance for two weeks, he knew more about baby dragons than he had ever wanted to know, but that didn't mean he had any clue why some acted as they did. "What's her problem?" he muttered.

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"Dunno." He looked suspiciously down at Hellcat, then over at Sefton. Then he leaned in close, giving Sefton a sniff himself. "You smell fine to me," he said as he pulled back again.

Then he stopped. "Although..."

He did a slow double-take, then held out a hand near Sefton's face - not actually touching him. More like he was feeling for an aura. His fingers wiggled about in mid-air.

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Sefton leaned back as the Doctor entered his space, then made a move to step away as the hand began hovering. There were a few things the Doctor might notice: biomagnetic energy radiating off his skin, sizzling in abundance underneath it; the werewolf virus floating in his blood; and the slight drain in his energy as the shoes continued to function. But Sefton really didn't appreciate having someone so far into his personal bubble and shied away moments later.

"Although?" he repeated, sending the Doctor a not-very-amused look.

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He pulled his hand away. Gave another suspicious look as he worked out how he wanted to word it.

"D'you know you're putting out a magnetic field?" He glanced at the open panel of wires. Suddenly it seemed a lot less interesting. "Well, of course you are, everything has a magnetic field, but yours is... weird." He reached out with an index finger, as though he was going to brush it down Sefton's nose. "How are you doing that?"

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The finger was met with a quick step back, and Sefton found himself beginning to tense. "You can tell?" he asked, nervous from the questioning. It rang uncomfortably familiar with the group of scientists back home who had also posed an interest in his... uniqueness. The Doctor's curiosity seemed benign enough, thankfully, or else Sefton would have run already; that didn't mean he wasn't on his guard.

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"It's a Time Lord thing." The next bit was muttered, mostly to himself: "Is anybody here a normal human?"

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"I'm human," Sefton huffed, tone well on its way to defensive. Not necessarily true, but he had been born as such and stayed that way until he had come to Bete Noire. His knack didn't make him any less so. "Time Lord?"

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"Yeah. Sorry, I forget who I've told." He gave a little wave. "Hello. Time Lord. Two hearts, nine hundred and seven years old, definitely not human. And I didn't say you weren't human, just that you're not normal. Which isn't a bad thing. I'm just not used to meeting so many non-normal people in one place. You know. No supernatural powers, no... weird magnetic fields."

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The Doctor earned another stare from Sefton, this one closer to baffled and curious than on edge. Nine hundred and seven years old. Then, he gave a slow exhale.

"This place's pretty good at finding 'em." Sefton chose to ignore the references to the magnetism as long as the Doctor had stopped asking direct questions about it.

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Yeah, good luck with that, Sefton.

"Seems to be," he said - sending a glance down at the dragon, just to make sure she wasn't going to snap again. She was docile, for the moment. "So. Magnetic human. How's that happen?"

He turned back to the wires. He could work and talk at the same time.