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Davos and the Doctor

Synopsis: After breaking out of prison with the assistance of Thor Odinson, Davos runs into a certain Time Lord.

Davos played by @lawfulpride The Thirteenth Doctor played by @mostincrediblechange

supremedumbass™Thursday at 7:00 PM

(I know legit nothing about Iron Fist except that Davos deserved it and the main character sux, so I will do my best.) "I don't think so!!" The Doctor skids 'round the corner with a mad laugh, chasing a creature that might have been a dog, if dogs had six eyes and were green. It was clear that she was enjoying the chase, and the creature was, too. "C'mere boy!" she called, waving a slimy tentacle-thing towards the- for lack of a better term- dog. "Got a nice yummy... uh... treat for you! Come one! We gotta get you back to the TARDIS before someone sees!" The creature let out a bark that sounded rather like a guinea pig squeak before bounding towards- and past- the Doctor, directly towards a man she had somehow overlooked before hidden in the shadows. "Hello! Don't mind us," she laughs nervously. "Had a bit of trouble with the leash. Acid spit and all. But he's harmless."

Hopeful Thursday at 7:10 PM

The man before whom the Doctor and her pet come a clambering halt is the embodiment of humorless intensity. He's dark, short, and slender, built like a rock, wearing too-large clothes that seem oddly counterfeit given his regal, rigid posture and immaculately groomed features.

"What is that abomination?" he demands, without preamble.

supremedumbass™Thursday at 7:17 PM

She scurries over to the creature as he begins to sniff at the stranger's shoes. The Doctor looks up at him with an awkward smile and wraps her arms around the thing before his slobber eats away at the fabric. "He's a Gorlok. Kind of cute once you get past the eyes. And the smell. Incredibly loyal, though. Fantastic trackers. This guy got stranded on Earth and I've been trying to get him back to his owner." She stands and sticks out her hand to shake. "I'm the Doctor. Know you didn't exactly mean to, but if you hadn't been here I'd probably have to chase him down another few blocks!"

HopefulThursday at 7:35 PM

Davos continues to glower at the strange female, expressionlessly; the only tell that he is still young, in his thirties at best, is the enormity of his brown, long-lashed eyes.

Those eyes dart to the smelly creature at his feet. He considers kicking it, but is waylaid when the woman offers her hand in a peaceable gesture. "You hail from another dimension?"

Thankfully for the Doctor, Davos is no stranger to spatio-temporal anomalies. The only difference is, he sees them not as scientific, but rather, mystical, and religious, phenomena.

"I am called Davos." But he doesn't shake her hand. He only stares at it with suspicion.

supremedumbass™Thursday at 7:40 PM

The Doctor grins at him and lowers her hand, looping a leash around the creature's neck. He sits obediently, wagging all three tails at once. "Another dimension? You could say that, I suppose. Definitely not from around here, but I get the sneaking suspicion neither are you. I'm from a different planet. A different time. I'm a traveler, really." She rocks on the balls of her feet with a smirk, watching him curiously. "And where do you hail from, Mr. Davos? You look a bit out of place."

HopefulThursday at 7:43 PM

"My home is gone. I don't know where. I left it to clean up the mess of another. And still ended up with nothing while he....."

This is all he says. He turns away and draws a deep breath to still himself. He only ever raises his voice or his hand to a woman who is also trained in combat. " . . . . . I don't concede my secrets to strangers." He frankly wonders why he's already said so much to this one. "Especially nameless ones."

supremedumbass™Thursday at 7:47 PM

"Nameless? That's a bit rude," she pouted. "I'm the Doctor, that's my name." She frowns a little, sympathetic to someone who's lost their home. He seems to be struggling, and she can relate to that. Her voice softens a bit and she ducks her head to try to catch his eye. "I lost my home, too. Someone I cared about destroyed it. I know how it feels to be left alone, seemingly with nothing. Do you need help, Davos? That's kind of what I do. Help people, when I can."

HopefulThursday at 7:48 PM

"I AM the help. I am a weapon. I defend. I need nothing else."

" . . . . however. Those who offer a hand in kindness are just. Compassion is a liability to a weapon. But not to those it protects. It would be my honor to have you in the kingdom I seek to create, Doctor."

supremedumbass™Thursday at 7:52 PM

"Well..." She quirks a brow at him, almost amused. She's met stranger aliens, but he's human, as far as she can tell. And yet he's very odd. She kind of likes it. "You yourself said your home was gone. If you're trying to get it back... Even I need help sometimes, and I'm dead clever. Maybe it would help if you tell me about this kingdom? Hm? I'm mad curious, and well, once you get me curious I'm hard to get rid of."

HopefulThursday at 7:54 PM

" . . .walk with me." And he proceeds in the direction from which she came: just as curious, and just as eager to collect data on a potential adversary. "I hail from K'unlun, an undying city whose outer gate is accessed in Tibet. I was one of the warriors trained for life to guard that gate, at the mouth of a mountain pass. It came down to me, and to my brother."

He pauses there, features visibly strained with a simmering anger. "And you? You are a healer?"

supremedumbass™Thursday at 8:13 PM

"Oh, Tibet! Loov Tibet! Best noodles I ever had. Never heard of K'unlun, though. But somehow I get the idea it's not exactly a tourist attraction, hm?" She grins up at him after her joke, but somehow doesn't expect it to land. The Doctor watches that anger bubble just below the surface. "Let me guess. Your brother was the one who's mess you came to clean up?" she asked sympathetically. "A healer? Yeah, I s'pose you could say that. Among other things. Healer, scientist, inventor, etcetera etcetera. How'd you end up here?"

HopefulYesterday at 12:45 PM

Best noodles.

Davos's whole face wrinkles. This woman reminds him of Claire Temple: the last healer whom he knew, a friend to his brother Danny, and to that whore from the Hand who turned Danny fully against him. But despite her dubious allegiances, Claire had been just as kind and bright-souled.

She had even gotten him to consume a slice of pizza. It was chewy. But it wasn't quite so poisonous as he'd suspected. "Excessive chatter is a vexation to the spirit," he comments reluctantly. But he doesn't move away from her.

"You are skilled at deflecting questions," he further comments, making no note of her accurate assessment of his situation.

supremedumbass™Yesterday at 1:39 PM

"So are you," she grins at him. He's not much taller than her, but he is broad, and she feels rather small at his side. "Strong, silent type, I get it. Used to be the same myself, a few lifetimes back." The Doctor eyes him. Despite her cheerful demeanor, she can tell that Davos is deeply unhappy. More than that, he's angry, and angry, unhappy people can be dangerous if they're pushed the wrong direction. "You say you came here to clean up your brother's mess? Have you managed it? Or is it something I might be able to assist with? Believe it or not, I'm really very clever. I might be more help than you think."

HopefulYesterday at 3:35 PM

As he walks, with haste and drive, forgetting the purpose of walking with her--to collect intel--his lips loosen. "It's a nonissue. I took from him a power he was far too irresponsible to wield, but he stole it a second time, and gave it to his lover. A woman who long belonged to a terrorist organization called the Hand, an abominable body of deceivers who turned children into weapons in the name of 'cleansing' society. Those whom I serve are the true healers of this world and its cancers. I have been deprived of my birthright at every turn, and I very much doubt one eccentric woman from another dimension could fix that."

She calls him strong and silent; it's not the first time he's been teased for his serious nature. It always slides off him like water droplets off oily feathers. This time it spreads an odd warmth in the pit of him.

He stops and turns to face her; pleasure. Pleasure is dangerous. Pleasure is self-indulgence. Indulgence does not come into the equation of a warrior, or a weapon. "For all I know, you could be an operative of theirs, come to monitor me in my hour of liberation. Come to stop me, since I escaped prison."

He advances on her quickly then, with an expression of dangerous but carefully lidded rage.

supremedumbass™Yesterday at 4:23 PM

Funnily enough, she doesn't say it to tease him about his stoic nature. She finds it rather grounding. But The Doctor's brows furrow, a little line forming between them as he talks about this group called The Hand. People who turn children in to weapons. 'Cleansing' society. The idea makes her gut churn with disgust. "You'd be surprised what I'm capable of," she says rather darkly, her smile slipping from her face. Instantly, the Doctor knows whose side she's on as she contemplates some way to learn more about the Hand. She's too caught up in her own thoughts to notice the shift in his mood, and by the time she does, he's upon her. The Doctor is struck again with how much bigger he is, despite being barely an inch taller than she is. "Don't you think if I was an operative of this Hand group I'd have made some move to stop you?" she replied stiffly, her eyes narrowing at him. "Why would I offer to help you? I protect this planet from people and groups exactly like the one you're describing. Hurting kids? Turning them into weapons? No, I don't think so." She is all too familiar with children being used as pawns for the ambitions of people who are meant to be their protectors.

HopefulYesterday at 6:10 PM

He balks. A storm is kicking up but he scarcely notices.

"I think that if you're saying THAT, it's more proof you're not Hand than anything else, because you've clearly got no idea how low they can stoop. And how good they are at lying." He raises from his fighting crouch, a rather eloquent pose that twists his arms and wrists and renders one combative unit of his whole beautifully poised body. It begins to rain. They're both soaked in minutes. He doesn't even notice. He doesn't even blink as the droplets roll off his close-shaven head and long eyelashes.

"What will you offer me, if I agree to go where you lodge?"

supremedumbass™Yesterday at 6:15 PM

Davos steps back and the Doctor straightens, her expression still a little sour. "I've known people like that my whole life, and believe me when I say that's a very long time. I'm not much for violence, but... I can make exceptions." She isn't overly concerned about the rain, but pulls up her hood, though it doesn't do much good in the torrential rain. "A bed to rest, for one. But I can help you find whoever it is you're looking for. I have a ship. I can travel anywhere, might be able to track down the Hand and help you stop them."

HopefulYesterday at 6:23 PM

" . . . . . " He's clearly weighing his options. His attire is, literally, a paper-thin, too-big hoodie, and blue, sopping hospital scrub pants. And no shoes. Normally, while abroad outside the sanctum of K'unlun, Davos wears sharp-tailored, austere black business suits. And smells like very rare, very expensive incense.

To call him unusually unkempt, unusually desperate, in this moment, is an understatement. "They've been disbanded. Their leaders scattered. Some dead. I am a warrior without an honor code, or a people, to protect." He's trying to remain calm, but there are very protrusive veins in the center of his forehead and his neck. "I am directionless." He grinds his jaw. "I have nothing. Nothing but my principles. Principles everyone living but me has abandoned."

supremedumbass™Yesterday at 6:33 PM

The Doctor steps forward, almost timidly, as if he's a skiddish creature that might flee if she gets too close. "Then perhaps it's time to regroup. Time to take a little time to find yourself again." She knows only too well what it feels like to lose oneself. To feel alone in the universe. "I said my ship can travel anywhere, but it can also travel in time. You can recover without having to worry about taking too long." She offers him a small smile. "It's an open offer, one you don't have to accept. But I know what it's like to feel directionless."

HopefulYesterday at 6:42 PM

"I've had one purpose in life since birth."

Now the water's cascading off his shoulders and chin.

But he notices she's eve more soaked. "I'll stay for a night. One night. If you would lend me clothes, I would be obliged."

supremedumbass™Yesterday at 6:46 PM

"I might even let you keep them, if you're nice," the Doctor teases, those hazel eyes glittering playfully. But she nods and begins walking again, this time around the corner and down a different alleyway. "One purpose since birth? To be a warrior? You said to be a weapon? Dunno about that, but a guardian and protector, I can understand."

HopefulYesterday at 6:46 PM

"...are they not the same thing?"

He's not being sarcastic. It's a genuine question. He follows her a little reluctantly.

supremedumbass™Yesterday at 6:49 PM

"The way I see it... A weapon is meant to hurt. There's no away around that. Even if it's hurting the bad guy it's still hurt. I think the universe has quite enough of that. But a guardian? A protector? That's someone made to love. To care for the thing he's protecting. I like to think I'm like that. Don't always do the best job, but this planet... Well, I help where I can."

HopefulYesterday at 6:53 PM

"This planet...I see." Davos doesn't comment upon the distinctions made, not at first. But then, wetting his lips with his tongue, he turns to her. Even his manner of movement is somehow uncompromisingly forthright. "I was always taught compassion was a form of weakness. Because it is good to turn upon one's friends, but when you turn it upon your enemies, it allows them the upper hand.

"You would have me show weakness, and then, does that not compromise the integrity of my protection?"

He pauses mid-philosophy, however, to glance around. "I don't understand, where is your home?"

supremedumbass™Yesterday at 6:59 PM

The Doctor glances at him, a slightly amused smile on her lips. "There's the flaw in your logic, Davos. Compassion isn't weakness. It's strength. It takes incredible strength to show compassion to an enemy someone you hate. Compassion has the power to change hearts and minds." She points to a blue police box at the end of the alleyway. "Right there. Can't believe you'd miss it, all lit up like a Christmas tree?" the Doctor teases as they approach. She opens the door and bows. "After you."

HopefulYesterday at 7:01 PM

"I CANNOT agree with that!" he snaps, raising his voice for the very first time since they've met. It's sudden and fiery and it's gone just as fast. I cannot contradict my dead mother, who could not tell me that she loved me. Who WOULD not. I still cannot turn against her, I STILL cannot. " . . . . I shouldn't have shouted, that. Was beneath my station. Forgive me." He glances at the police box. He steps up to it. He walks around it. He stares at her, mirthlessly, but the faintest wanness enters his tone when he speaks again. " . . . . It would be a rather snug fit."

supremedumbass™Yesterday at 7:05 PM

The Doctor is surprised by his outburst, only because he's been so stiff and soft-spoken until now. She raises her hands in a gesture of peace. "There's nothing wrong with disagreeing with someone," she muses. "No need for apologies." But she knows there's so much more to it than she can possibly glean from their short conversation. "Why don't you step inside. I think you'll be pleasantly surprised how spacious things can be with good decorating."

HopefulYesterday at 7:07 PM

"....a throw pillow will not change the dimensions of...." He steps into the TARDIS.

He stares around. "......your blue box is very deceitful."

"It is a warped dimension..a wormhole?" He turns to her, genuinely intrigued."It reminds me of home."[7:09 PM]K'unlun, accessed through a gateway, a kind of window into another dimension in the middle of a snowy mountain range. A similar trick of space and time.

".......except uglier. ...and what is that...smell."

supremedumbass™Yesterday at 7:11 PM

"No throw pillows," she replies, stepping in behind him. "But a little spacio-temporal displacement can work wonders." The Doctor grins and runs up to the console. "She's called the TARDIS. Bigger on the inside-- OI!" She folds her arms and looks quite offended. "Fine way to talk about the most powerful ship in the universe. One of a kind, she is. Show a little respect!"

HopefulYesterday at 7:22 PM

"The most what." He steps toward the console, still dripping. "I am skeptical." But that very small modest smile hasn't left his face.

supremedumbass™Yesterday at 7:25 PM

"Oh-KAY, Mr. Doubting Davos." She grins at the perfect alliteration. "I'll prove it! Time and place. Or planet! Where would you like to go? Anywhen and anywhere."

HopefulYesterday at 7:29 PM

"That's not my name." God, he's the most unintentionally comedic Straight Man ever to walk off paper. "And I want to change clothes before you continue to show off your odorous homestead."

supremedumbass™Yesterday at 7:33 PM

The Doctor puts her hands on her hips and sighs. "Up the stairs, fifth door on the left. Should be plenty of stuff that will fit you." She turns to the console, trying to hide the fact that she's sniffing around. Does it really smell? All she smells are custard creams.

HopefulYesterday at 7:33 PM

Davos simply nods, sharp and precise. He ascends the stairs as if it's a holy mission from the gods. He pivots at an exact 90 degree angle and finds the fifth door on the left. Inside is a massive wardrobe full of attire that would bleach the hair of the most stalwart warrior. Why is there celery on that suitcoat? Why is that scarf covered in rainbows? Why are there Converse in multiple colors? "This is absurd."

He wrinkles his nose in distaste. Nevertheless within ten minutes he settles on a combination of the most neutral colors he can find, which come from the Eleventh Doctor's wardrobe, minus, of course, that hideous bowtie. He returns to the Doctor's side with the same bemused expression. "Are you a shape-shifter? You have clothes for at least twelve other beings up there."

What is she, the bloody Monkey King????

supremedumbass™Yesterday at 7:42 PM

"Time Lord," she replies conversationally. While he was gone, she did a quick sweep of the console room and chucked some stale snack wrappers in the bin. A quick filter of the oxygen in the room has the TARDIS smelling... well. Maybe not fresh, but certainly not like a Frito-Lays factory. "I can regenerate. Change my form when I'm seriously injured. Good job on the count though. Thirteen others. Not twelve." The Doctor finally looks up and smiles. He actually looks rather handsome in her old clothes. "You clean up well. Decided where you want to go? Still determined to impress you."

HopefulYesterday at 7:57 PM

"....So do you," he comments, wryly, of the clean-up statement. He angles his head back, sharp-cut chin at an angle, and lofts one eyebrow. "Stronghold of Souhei Monks, Kamakura-Era Japan."

supremedumbass™Yesterday at 7:59 PM

The Doctor lofts a brow at him. "That's strangely specific. Most people I ask usually ask to go see the moon landing or something." That said, she doesn't deny his request, but begins typing in coordinates, her tongue stuck between her teeth as she works. "What's in Japan?" she asks curiously as she hops around the controls.

HopefulYesterday at 8:03 PM

"The founders of one of the most influential Buddhist schools of warrior monks in all the world." He rests his hands behind his back, remaining on his feet despite his exhaustion. He's still barefoot: it's a sign of respect within the household of one's host.

"If you wish to show me the moon landing, by all means, do so."

supremedumbass™Yesterday at 8:06 PM

"No, it's refreshing. I enjoy seeing new places! That's rather why I do this, after all." The Doctor flashes him a smile and sets the controls. "You might want to hang on to something. Ride gets a bit bumpy sometimes." The Doctor pulls the lever and the ship groans to life and they're off, hurtling through time and space!

#ic #mostincrediblechange #discord rp #your blue box is deceitful (The Doctor)

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