August-and-September-shenanigans (Open unless otherwise noted)

[light_of_willpower]

Who: Trunks (light_of_willpower) and various, including Open!
What: Shenanigans in August and September including a meeting, cooking lessons, more meetings and meditation, training, and a date.
When: Mid-August through the end of September--I'm flexible with dates
Where: Genessia City, Torchwood HQ, Nova City, Attleton
Notes and other things: If you want a specific prompt just let me know and I'll happily add one.


Attleton, Cassian and K2S0's household, Some evening in Late-August
Closed:Cassian, K2S0, Trunks (and their household?)

Given how busy Bulma had been when Trunks and Mai had first arrived, he'd kind of stepped up to handle grocery-shopping and making sure the household had food. Beyond just convenience stuff, because his mother was a workaholic. Thankfully Goku took care of most of his own food, but that still left 4 people. Not that Mai or Trunks were picky, given the conditions they'd endured for the last year--but having regular meals and variety was nice.

Trunks also found he didn't mind it--at least the shopping part and budgeting. Unfortunately his skills in cooking were basic at best, and he wanted to figure out how to both improve those skills AND improve meals to support a household of 5--3 of whom had large appetites.

Thankfully, he had friend willing to teach him; besides it giving him an excuse to visit Cassian and K2SO just to keep up. 'Normal' life took some adjusting, so why not go to someone whom had been helpful from day 1? It wasn't his first lesson, thankfully--he'd done this a few times now and hopefully he could start doing some batch-cooking. Make it easier to take advantage of sales, and easy-portions for leftovers and grab-and-go given the Brief-household's schedule.

So hopefully it's not a huge surprise when he shows up again, with several bags of groceries...



Nova City Sky Gardens, Early Morning, whenever(?)
Closed: Bulla (fashionably_strong) and Trunks

With everything going on, Bulla lacked one skill that Trunks found absolutely necessary that she'd need to learn. How to hide her ki-signature, at least in terms of how strong it could be. Fortunately, this wasn't likely to be combat-training--they just needed good surroundings. Deciding to stick close to home for now, Trunks suggested the evergreen forest Sky Garden.




Torchwood HQ-Everglades, Late August 20-something?
Closed: Ten, Eleven, Rose, Gwen, Jack---anyone in Torchwood familiar with Davros especially.

The video had caused him a minor panic-attack, and it had taken Trunks--once he'd calmed down--a few minutes to realize why. The tone-of-voice (such as it was) in the video had been level and conversational, but it was the words. The promises and way they were delivered that came off sanctimoniously. Besides just the grandiose claims themselves...that is what had caused his heart to race and breathing to speed up, and him to tense all over.

He was only mildly reassured when he noticed the reactions of others--most of whom weren't taking it seriously. But Rose, and Doctor Bow-Ties's responses--especially when contrasted with the Doctor's had him frowning. And asking for a private meeting at Torchwood HQ, because he was willing to bet there was more they knew that they were revealing on video. Besides, he had some things he wanted them to be aware of himself...

[OOC: Depending on timing, Trunks might talk about what he learned about Sir Handsalot--the villain from Bakugo/Aizawa's world.]




Nova City--Briefs Household---Early Sept (after the paper has come out.)
Closed: Briefs-Household residents, especially Mai.

The puzzle corner was amusing, and Trunks couldn't say why this one had caught his eye. Maybe because he was trying for more 'normal' things now. Just experiencing life for a bit--although he felt guilty as some of his research had been put on the backburner. And while he and Mai had been on a few more casual outing-dates to various eateries, this time he wanted to do something more special.

Which meant finding her, and seeing how she felt about the idea of a second date...




Genessia City Park---Mid September early mornings
Mixed Closed/open Closed prompt to Martha and Ahsoka for ki-sensing-training, Open otherwise.

Trunks liked the park, and even on days when he wasn't meeting Rose or Martha before work, he could be found there. It was a nice place just to be and absorb the sounds of relative peace around him. Sometimes he meditated, letting his ki-sensing stretch out and trying to find familiar signatures amidst everyone's. Sometimes he just sat and thought. Sometimes he made notes, bringing books and letting himself think and work on research.

[OOC: Feel free to come and bother visit if you want.




Nova-City--Late September, Early Evening
Closed: Doc Brown and Trunks.

Early evening, and time to head home--for once Trunks ONLY was working at Torchwood, instead of going from Torchwood to Capsule Corps in Nova and home to sleep and/or eat and... For once he basically had an evening where he wasn't busy with all of the usual things that kept him busy.

Of course, he was also bad at relaxing; which is why he headed to find where Doctor Brown was. If he wasn't in the Torchwood office in the Everglades, he'll just call the man... But now was as good at time as any, if Doc was free, to give him a tour of Nova City.



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Torchwood HQ-Everglades Closed

[borntolove]

Alright - what's the big emergency?

[Stated a bit non-seriously. Then notices how Trunks just came off a panic attack and then states completely seriously and concerend]

Trunks - what happened?

[spacepeterpan]

[The older Doctor wasn't really going to take it much more seriously, either--although mainly because he tended not to take anything that seriously until he started feeling serious about it himself--but gave Trunks a searching look on realizing he wasn't just making a fuss but seemed really upset. He took a quick glance around at who Trunks had gathered, then turned his attention back to him. His younger self had already asked the pertinent question, or at least the first accessible one, so he just added the sympathetic one.]

You all right?

[light_of_willpower]

[The Doctors hadn't seen Trunks tense before, and alert the way he was. Subtle signs, but definitely different--it was in his eyes, in his face, in the way he watched everyone and held himself again.]

...I'll be alright, probably. Just--one of the videos on the network. And given how you guys were reacting to it, you're likely the best people to ask about it.

So---who's Davros, and why do I not believe--for all his claims of help--he has no intention of doing anything he promised?

[Arms crossed, his tone is even but definitely not as polite as he usually is. Calm still at least, but alert.]

[spacepeterpan]

...ah.

[The Doctor grimaces at that name, then sighs and glances at his younger self with a wry smile, and gestures to himself.]

Shall I take this one, or just fill in about the edges?

[Their experience with Davros is pretty similar, but their perspectives certainly differ.]

[borntolove]

[Ten on cue grimaces with his older self and pops his mouth. What are words for someone who is so awful, and twisted and brilliant and looks at Trunks; and Ten looks very old; older than that face should look]

Davros is a Kaled. You're right to trust your gut. He will but not in the way he makes it sound...

[The Doctor's eyes seem to wince; it hasn't been that long since the reality bomb and looks over at Eleven to continue on]

[spacepeterpan]

[...yeah, the Doctor knows that look--hell, he remembers the feelings that went along with it--and flashes a sympathetic smile in answer before he almost seamlessly continues his younger self's answer.]

The last Kaled, actually. His people'd had a war, one of the worst wars ever to stay on one planet, well... to sort of stay on one planet.

[He pauses for a tick, there.]

Davros' people, the Kaleds, fought the Thals, all but completely ruined their world, totally wrecked the environment, couldn't go outside without suffering mutations. Davros wound up head scientist of the Kaled, promised to make them protective armor to continue the war... but the soldiers he put in those armors were his own mutants, engineered to be the perfect soldiers. No greed, no selfishness, no cowardice--and no compassion, no hesitation, nothing but the will to win the war.

[The Doctor pauses again for rhetorical effect, flashing a wry smile.]

...'course, the Kaled people weren't quite so committed--so he had the rest of his people killed, to make certain they couldn't stop his perfect soldiers, his Daleks.

[Even though he maintains that calm expression, there's a bit of fire in even his eyes, and a hint of revulsion in the way he says "Daleks," as though it's a dirty word. He clasps his hands and wrings them together restlessly as he continues.]

'course, once they'd destroyed the Thals, they couldn't just stop. They had no meaning in their lives besides winning the war, so what d'you do, you find a new enemy. Thousands of years later, all across the Universe, still trying to win against anything that wasn't a Dalek.

That's who Davros is.

[light_of_willpower]

[At first...it reminded Trunks of what he'd heard about the saiyans, before they'd decided to work with Freiza's ancestors. It still did, until the talk about the mutants lacking any emotions other than the will to win.

The rhetorical pause was only faintly appreciated, answered with an unamused snort as Trunks listened.

And listened...with his eyes narrowing.]

How likely is he to be able to bring his Daleks here? Or recreate them?

[Scowl, scowl scowl.... Maybe muttering a bit to himself.]

We can't just kill him, he'd come back...

[borntolove]

[It's obvious that Ten has tensed his body up as Eleven talks; so not to fell his own skin curl. Eleven did leave out that Davros gave the key to his own people's destruction to the Thals; only to murder all the Thals in the end as they were celebrating the end of a century war- but details.

Ten's aura is distant and feels like someone is removed from the room and those brown eyes - burn with the white hot intensity of a thousand suns!

He's got nothing to add to Eleven's speech]

No, we're not killing him.

[Ten fiercely eyes everyone else in the room to dare object to that]

We can't hold him accountable for crimes that haven't happened here.

[Then just stares Trunks in the eyes directly for the answer to the question about the Daleks. Of course, daddy will try to recreate his children. How successful and how long it will take is another question]

[faithfulpartner]

Gwen appears briefly and she's not meaning to invade, she's just refilling the coffee maker. But at the same time she's very quietly listening in, wanting to add what happened when the Daleks invaded but was not sure if this was even her place. She and Ianto had been in the hub the entire time outside of the "Outer Space Facebook" portion of the whole thing. But her memories of the invasion could be picked up on by the Doctors and Jack at least, the video had also brought back her own memories.

"Just refilling the coffee maker."

[Not Here]

[peaceful_shadows]

[It just so happens that the current conversation does garner Nikola's attention. So the shadows within the room seem to be thicker and darker than usual. Perhaps.. unnaturally so.]

[captainspain]

Jack chooses that moment to walk in and lean against the counter watching everyone with a rare unreadable expression on his face. He is a bit physiclly closed off as well. While Davros isn't as touchy of a subject as the Master or the Family are, he still isn't completely happy the Dalek creator/leader was here.

"Why is it our job to do something about him if anything needs to be done," he finally asks playing devil's advocate, "that is why this place has Guardians right?"

[Totes Here]

[spacepeterpan]

[The Doctor rolls his eyes a little at his younger self's hyperbolic intensity, and flashes a reassuring smile at Gwen, before turning it back to Trunks.]

As you said, wouldn't help, and, it's not what we do.

[It's said with a smile, in a calm tone, but something tucked away in his eyes is definitely reminiscent of that fire in his younger self's expression.]

Anyway, not the easiest thing in the world to make a Dalek, you can't just get the parts from a shop. Don't think he could manage it without being noticed, as long as we keep an eye out for the right signs.

[Signs Rose and Jack both know pretty well.]

[bigbadrose]

"He just wants friends," Rose pouted.

How much even ROSE believed that... was up to debate. Most likely it was a joke to relieve tension or just because she thought it was funny, no matter how the Doctors were going to react.

She's definitely not willing to touch the... killer of his own kind, TimeWar, last of his kind, and all that.

Holding a hand up, "You're all forgetting an important player in this." Since 11 and Jack did all they could to avoid that face, and Ten, for all he knew that Rose saw him every day, didn't say anything about it, for whatever reasons. Rose assumed to protect her privacy and space and so she didn't get upset. "I haven't spoken with Guitarist yet, but it's clear he's been around him recently."

She hated keeping secrets from the Doctor, even if it was at his own behest. Still, some things had to be that way.

"As nice as it'd be to duck and cover," wry grin, "Be real Jack. Whatever he does isn't going to be isolated. We have a responsibility because we're here and can. But I am in favor of talking to the Guardians. Not for a witch-hunt. Cornering him will just make it worse, and I refuse be the dalek emperor myself," she rolled her eyes, "But definitely so people can be ready. Not caught unawares, yeah?"

[Even later :V]

[bigbadrose]

Fluffy said the core of planets has to be mined to make dalekanium, yeah?

Thing is...

I don't think we're on a planet. It's too... controlled. Yeah? But if he starts expeditions to find out what's beyond the barrier......

'onestly Trunks, I think that's the bigger concern. Exposing everyone to the void... [Shrug.] I don't know him as well as the Doctor. We only met the once, and I'm flattered I left an impact, but I thought he was kinda suicidal not takin' up the Doctor but... [Shakes her head.] I think he might'a just had a plan for just his own survival. Above all else. [Shrug.] Not sure really.

Re: [Even later :V]

[light_of_willpower]

Not that reassuring Rose...

[Trunks is still scowling, arms crossed. None of this makes him happy. It's..... Bad. Not quite the worst he feared, but bad enough.]

The problem is depending on how he does it, there are legitimate reasons to explore beyond the barrier.

[One coming up and he's chewing his thumb-nail while thinking.]

[light_of_willpower]

"You're also right, Jack--it's not 'our' job. I was asking all of you because I noted your reactions to the video, and considering my own reaction to it? I wanted answers and information."

Trunks is still scowling, and still with his arms crossed. There is a very hard look in his eye, and he's not afraid to meet anyone in the room's gaze either. "Honestly, except that it wouldn't work, I would just go take him out now and be done with it. I'm guessing you guys have seen what beings like Davros are capable of? He's new to me, but I know the type. I spent the last year of my life facing someone similar."

His mouth twists in a grimace. "Determined to wipe out all mortal-life, because we're sinners. And we're supposed to just lay down and die, according to the mad God who concocted this plan." There's an edge to his voice, keeping emotions in check, and breathing... trying to calm down.

Re: [Even later :V]

[bigbadrose]

Exactly. So don't just write him off as the ender-of-all-things.

Pretttttty sure from his point of view, that's us, yeah?

[spacepeterpan]

The Doctor casts Rose a quirky sort of smile like she's just the most adorable thing.

"Ohh, Rose Tyler."

He says her name emphatically like that clarifies what he finds so amusing, then raises his eyebrows at her meaningfully.

"You ought to know better than anyone here, d'you really think it's the Dalekanium that makes the Dalek?"

[bigbadrose]

Rose's face grew grimmer than even Ten had the misfortune of dealing with.

She shared a look not with the Doctors, either of him, but with Jack.

"Sometimes the saviors are worse than the slayers," she looked at her nails.

And closed her eyes. Then looked up at the ceiling. As much as she wanted to let the Doctor or Jack or any of the others just... handle it...

"You're not to do anything, Trunks, and that's an order, and you Jack. You'll all have to go through me first. Including the Doctor."

Time War. Rassilon. Gallifrey. The Doctor.

Davros.

"He will never actively start a war with you or try to take his crusade into his own hands. You don't understand," she growled and gave Trunks a very rare glimpse to her stubborn fierce side. Still completely empathetic but...

"His people he experimented on for the cause of survival. He's a living embodiment of doing what it takes to win at all costs. At any costs. That's what the daleks are," she growled. "The dalek emperor --" she took a deep breath and looked up at the ceiling again, trying not to hyperventilate, or even tremble. Much to her satisfaction, she did neither, just looked annoyed, "Remade an entire species via trying to purify them from humans. 1 in a billion cells. Keeping humanity as livestock. Davros then did it from himself. You know how the Doctors can make lab-grown flesh and meat, yeah?" Wry grin, "Well daleks are cellular components as well as tanks. He didn't make the reality bomb to purge everything. He did it, because he's not smart enough to win a better way, got it?" All growls, and Rose clenched her fist.

Deep breath.

Eyes closed.

She let it go. "I've spent the last three in aborted timelines, never-weres, watching the ripples of entire universes cease to exist. That he caused. I get it, Trunks, I do. Him being here...."

She looked up at the ceiling. "Better the demon you know, my Mum always said. He will not attack anyone directly. He IS more clever than that. But I don't see him stopping at anything to remake his plans and find another way to win. He literally let himself be kept as a pet dog, treated as a freak by his own creations, and cutting his body down to the ribcage to bring them back. Definitely don't underestimate him, but don't corner him either. The problem has always been he could never see a better way out. Always. Right now, if he wants people to like him? Fantastic. Let him. That's good for us. All of us. Even if people do let themselves be conned, as long as he doesn't--" Holds up fingers as she ticks off a list. "Experiment on people to see if he can use their time energy to regenerate daleks, turn them into daleks--" she shook her head, "But mind, they're obsessed with being pure so..." a shrug, "Or start building up weapons. That's really my biggest concern. Reality bomb," she scowled and shook her head, sharing another look with Jack, "Is just a big scale nuclear bomb. Mind, his own planet was nuked beyond sustainability, that's why daleks are mutated." Another shrug. "You use it to try to end wars and threaten mutual destruction. 'Do what I want or everything goes down.'"

Another shrug, "S'what he'll do if you go on the offensive too," she narrowed her eyes and pointed a finger, "So don't. Be smarter. Enjoy your life, don't worry about the nuclear option no matter how much the two superpowers push for it. You can't stop them with violence, it just makes 'em respond in kind." A wry grin, "Besides, there's easy enough ways to pull the rug out if needed. Some species crumble at a threat, but I haven't seen anyone here like that."

"And in this case, pushing him will only choose him to go towards violence, yeah? Quietly gather allies, and don't even do it for Davros. Do it because it's fun. Because it's a better way of living, yeah? In Davros' world, in dalek society, variation is banned. Being different is wrong. There is only dalek. We're better and stronger, because we can think out o' the box like that. So prove it. He wants to solve everyone's problems with a completely strict caste system? Offer a better alternative. It'll keep him thinking. On something other than death."

1/2

[bigbadrose]

Rose laughed and shook her head. "Nah. But they're cute little squids without the tanks and weapons!"

Don't you love her?

2/2

[bigbadrose]

Another head shake, and she instantly went so stern, she made Jackie seem more approachable by comparison, "So let's not become daleks in all but name, yeah?"

[light_of_willpower]

Oh....that...that stings and he will glare right back at Rose at the idea of an 'order'. Narrow-eyes, scowl--but it is a sign of trust from them working together that he's not arguing it. (Not yet, anyways.)

"I won't make the first move." Grit out. "But I will step in to protect people." He gets it--be 'smart'. But sometimes being smart alone just isn't enough.

"Even if he's distracted though, we should worry about others who might be like-minded, and work with him. Or be exploited, or try and exploit him."

There is a huff. "For example, he's behaved--but there's a being here from my world. Can't be killed unless you destroy every single cell he's made from. And if you don't, he regenerates and comes back stronger."

[bigbadrose]

"Wouldn't have it any other way," Rose grinned brightly. After all, she approved of Martha threatening to destroy the entire Earth rather than let him use it as part of the reality bomb. It was very human. AHahah... although it depressed the hell out of the Doctor, she hadn't forgotten or been as oblivious as she pretended.

And then a frown. "Yeah. That's... bad." Another head shake. "Or any clone army stuff. There's so many universes at play, and everyone has ideas beyond what he's thought of. And he's not a dalek himself, so he's not limited to -- not thinking."

She rubbed the back of her neck and closed her eyes. "I can't speak for him, but I really gotta talk to Guitarist about this, yeah? He knows something big. And--" Deep breath, and Rose shook her head slowly, "And I can't say anything until I talk to him, yeah?" She chewed a nail in thought. She had ideas, but didn't want to volunteer him. And River just got back. And she shouldn't -- "Davros knows that face though. Something happened, and it's far enough in his timeline only he knows yet." She closed her eyes and sighed, "That's all I can say so far."

[light_of_willpower]

"That's one being I'm aware of, and a threat I know. There's another too, at least I suspect there is based on his attempt to troll the network and present biased information against 'heroes'."

Quiet, and seeming calmer--but really it's just keeping the anger and rage under very good control.

"We definitely do need to let the Guardians know, if they're not already aware. I just also know I'm only on decent terms with one guardian, and don't know much about any of the others. I presume they have our best interests..."

[bigbadrose]

"Which one?" A head tilt, and Rose glanced to the Doctor. "Fluffy and I already agreed to call the ones he's comfortable with." She tilted her head back and forth in thought. "Look, even if he's just having to pretend to want friends... It's a step up from being beneath notice. Ants," she waggled her fingers. "Which is a bit closer to your universe, yeah?" Or the dalek supreme. Whichever.

"I don't... want... to cause a riot, yeah? Or people just so dead-set on hating him or--" She shook her head. "Remember the guy talking about how the guardians sounded like heroes of his world? Undermining authority. Not Davros style. He's all about authority. Fascism. The good thing about Guardians and all... is that they don't have the capacity for that much authority and fascism. There's corporations like mine, and Dad's, governments, and even then, everyone's like herding cats. But--" she pinched the bridge between her eyes and growled. "You know how everyone gets about the bounties, yeah? The worst thing would be letting people think he's an acceptable target. That's when he'll get dangerous, understand?"

A nod, "But yeah, definitely gotta tell smart people. Who know better than to intimidate or cause a mob."