Aliens and paranoia

[miopod]

//Fizdu Anguksen kanssa tänne


Romana sighed deeply. She honestly thought this was going to be a nice and uneventful day but oh, she was so wrong. She wasn't surprised though. The life of a Time Lord, or rather a Time Lady, was hardly expected to be that easy. Not to ignore the fact that she was also a president. Or at least she was supposed to be. She had just gracefully crashed her own personal TARDIS in the middle of some field somewhere. And that really did not seem like anything a professional and respectful Lady President should do.

Now she was walking towards the nearest city to find something that would help her to repair the TARDIS, or at least enough of it to fly back to Gallifrey. At least her TARDIS' chameleon circuit was working, unlike her dear friend the Doctor's which is forever stuck in the shape of a 60's tellurian police public call box. Romana instead managed to keep the chameleon circuit working during her crashing, so now the time machine was in form of a small hovel in the middle of the field. But she couldn't fix that huge black spot on the ground under her TARDIS which consisted entirely of burnt hay from the landing. She wasn't quite sure where she was. She managed to catch a glance of the TARDIS' monitors while still on flight that she was heading towards the United Kingdom. She deduced that this might be somewhere in Scotland. She also noticed the increasing quantity of cars driving past her which meant that she must be almost at the city. She saw the suburbs and a bridge which she started to follow. It seemed to be quite a big city. Probably Edinburgh or Glasgow. That means she should soon come across a subway which she could use to get to the town center. Or at least somewhere near it.


//hups, tulipa lyhyt. se näytti niin pitkältä tässä editointi-ikkunassa

[Fizdu]

Glasgow was known to be a very happy place pursuing with joy and excitement, but when this man moved, it transformed into a stressful and unpleasant environment. It seemed like this old man was one of those who spread plague or some kind of invisible disease only by breathing the same air as the others – he walked alone as people went far around him. He was surrounded with so intense negative energy that you could feel the hate stabbing your chest if you went too close. Grey eyebrows were closely together and eyes glanced their surroundings fiercely as he stepped through this busy park. Only thing that made this grumpy old passenger look a little bit nicer was this huge Rottweiler who walked along his side. The dog was looking so excited pulling on his leash and smelling every bush coming on his way, and he had his reasons – Angus was very lazy to take him for long walks. Actually he hated it and would have said no to this walk too if he could. He hated the city and all the people in it. He didn´t trust anyone and felt always like being under surveillance. Anyone in here could kill him at any second and anyone could be one of those goddamn aliens who had made his life such a misery – he let everyone know that he wasn’t an easy target. If someone wasn’t scared away by his grumpy face, he shook his walking stick aggressively and made them run away. And a gun was hidden inside his jacket just in case. He never really left his apartment without it.

Luckily the town hated him as much as he hated it. It was getting kind of used to in his presence though everyone was still relieved when this man went away for a trip or two. Actually they were hoping that one time he would never come back. Some kids were actually scared of him and many others felt their good mood just floating away when confronting this man. He was nothing but bad luck.

“Look at that man, Luigi”, Angus murmured to his dog and glanced some businessman across the street. “No one walks that fast if their up to something good. I bet his doing something illegal. Or escaping something… Maybe he is planning a terrorist attack. Maybe he has hidden a bomb in here and is ready to blow it up. I bet he sends the bodies in some secret autopsy supported by aliens trying to see how we work.” Gus pulled the leash and ripped the dog off from trying to get closer to some small poodle few yards away. “Come on”, he snarled and headed towards the nearest subway. It was the shortest way back to home. “I’m not going to be that dead body. Aliens got me already once alive, and it should be enough.”

// Se on paha, se juksaa Mut vie pahemmat on kännyköitten näytöt. Siin jo ihan järkyttyy ku kuvittelee kirjottaneensa hyvän pitusen viestin mikä onki todellisuudessa ihan pikkiriikkinen... //

[miopod]

Romana walked up to the busy street in the middle of Glasgow from the subway station. It was quite a trip. She'd been talking to some of the passengers. And they were very interesting company to chat with. There was this sweet old lady who'd been basically telling her whole life story since she met her recently passed husband. Romana, of course, listened the whole thing patiently all the way through since having such a golden heart. The old lady was very pleased to having the chance to share her story. Youngsters these days rarely had such a patience or interest to old people's ramblings. Romana almost giggled. If the lady just had known that it was actually Romana who was the older one of the two. And not even a year nor two but over 100 years. But on earth that was better not to expose to the whole world. And even if she did, who would believe her. Romana had been talking to a few other people too. Including a Turkish street performer and a man talking to a broccoli. He claimed it was his wife. Romana had just played along and had few words with the half-rotten vegetable too.

Romana didn't notice that she was just standing in the middle of the street. She was too focused on thinking where she should look for some spare parts for the TARDIS. Or something even remotely alike, since she was on earth in Scotland which people she was pretty sure wasn't familiar with shape shifting time machines. Right when she was about to leave to the nearest hardware store she almost tripped to a dog leash. Or rather to a dog. It wasn't there just a moment ago. The dog looked excited so Romana deduced that it probably just came to say hello. Romana then bend down to pet the dog, but only just then she realized she should just look up and see who was the actual owner of this dog. So she did and she was a bit startled at first.
There was this man. He looked very ordinary old man. Except his eyes, oh the eyes! There was so much anger and hate in them. Romana could swear she had never felt so uncomfortable nor unwelcome before. That mans's judging stare was so freezing cold it gave her chills. Romana knew tho that this doesn't give her an excuse to be rude or unpleasant. She only just met him, maybe he was born with such a stare and in reality it just doesn't mean anything. Romana then proceed to smile as widely as she could.
"Hello! This is a very lovely dog! Is it yours?" she tried to start sort of a conversation with the old man. She realized that the question might have been a bit stupid but right now she couldn't figure a better way to start a chat.

//hah joo sen takia mulla varmaan onki tää liian täyteenahdettujen lauseiden syndrooma, ku yritän tehä mahollisimman pitkää tekstiä :DDD

[Fizdu]

The businessman was soon out of sight and Angus could have relaxed, but all these other dangers were getting on his way. Suddenly there were a lot more running and suspiciously looking people since they were getting nearer the subway and traffic. He saw a woman dragging a crying child behind her, so she had to be a kidnapper, and a couple of dudes looked so much alike that there wasn’t any explanation besides them being clones or aliens. One man even tried to get him to talk to his broccoli – must have been the same guy that Romana confronted earlier – but Angus had beaten him up with his walking stick and scared him away. He saw through his plans: the man was just trying to play dumb and crazy to get near him, and then he could have killed or drugged him. That wasn’t okay.

Luigi was now chewing the broccoli which he had snatched from the man. “That’s right, you kill the wife”, Angus murmured again. “Make sure that it gets destroyed. There could be a camera inside it, you know.” Old man looked at his dog with something that could have been affection. “What would I do without you, Luigi? We’re such a great team. With you guarding by my side we can make through this living hell. I know that you will kill any threat that comes our way.”

And suddenly there were a threat in the way. A woman bumped into Luigi and soon came to talk to him too. It was a little too obvious – like that other man with a broccoli, also this was just another excellent excuse to get near him. He didn’t know what the woman wanted, but wasn’t going to find it out either. “Luigi”, he commanded sharply and looked at the woman with furious stare. He wasn’t going to answer any of this annoying chit chat. The sooner this woman would be backing away or lying dead on the ground, the better. “Forget the broccoli. Get rid of her!”

But the dog clearly had a different opinion than his. Luigi did jump up to Romana, but instead of biting her he began to lick her face. “Luigi!” Angus tried to command his dog again, but it was no use. Luigi just started asking to be betted and soon gave the chewed broccoli to the lady as a gift. Great. Know the lady had a possible spying camera inside the broccoli, and an advantage with winning his dog’s trust. “For god’s sake, don’t flatter her! Kill her!” Dog stayed loyal to the stranger, and know Angus started to wonder that Romana had some kind of smell plugged into her that drugged his dog. He didn’t know any other reason why Luigi was liking this lady and not obeying his orders. Not until he took a better look at Romana when he was raising his walking stick to an attack. This stranger looked oddly familiar…

“Back away!” He shouted now to the woman, but was sounding a little bit confused. “I don’t know what kind of sick games you’re playing, but I won’t let you kill me or the dog. Back away, or I will make sure it will be you that lays dead on the ground within five minutes.” The stick was raised into the air, and the movement raised his jacket just enough to show his gun under it. “I bet you are friends with that broccoli man. I bet that you’re trying to save that broccoli and revenge. Why else would you have come to me? Well now you have the broccoli. But as you can see, it’s dead. As well as you should be.”

Slowly he began to realize why this woman looked so familiar. Old memories started to pop up in his head. Old, confusing memories about his past life, which he didn’t even know he had. This woman…This stranger… Looked awfully alike his last girlfriend. And Luigi couldn’t attack on anything which Gus had once loved. “You…” Old man became really confused. Could his girlfriend still be alive? He didn’t know what had happened to her. He didn’t remember enough. But she should be dead, for that he was sure. Unless his girlfriend was the same kind of survivor than he and Annabel. “…I think I know you. But it doesn’t make any sense. But if you are…I couldn’t… Are you…” The stick was returned to the ground, and for a second the senior looked like he didn’t want to kill Romana. Now he asked even more stupid question that Romana’s was: “Are you my girlfriend?”