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Fandom Into the fire (1x1 MzHyde/Gallifrog)

Neither Elliott nor John knew that Chas and Jay had met before, and the shock was reflected in both of their faces. "What the....?" was Elliott's response, while John cast a look at Chas that simply said explain. "Yes, we do." Chas responded. "I met Jamie a good few years ago." He wasn't going to explain the story fully, not without her permission.

Jay nodded in agreement. She could sense that everybody in the room wanted an explanation, espescially Elliott. She could see all the questions in his piercing gaze. "Chas saved my life." she admitted. She saw the shock in Elliott's face and the intrigue in John's. Both of them loved an enigma, it was clear Jay was one."

"Had he not, I would have been imprisoned, or more than likely killed."
She turned to Chas. "I still owe you for that."
 
Kay looked between the lot of them, but mostly Chas and Jay. It was a tad weird hearing Jay get called by her full name as she was so used to Jay. "Dayum!" She thought to herself as she gave the nod that said 'uh huh!' without even saying anything.

She honestly didn't think anyone could one up Jay after the skills she had witnessed herself but it seemed she was very much wrong. Though she got a feeling it wasn't a common occurrence for Jay. She wondered what to say next or if they'd speak more so she let quiet.

(Apologies for short post)
 
Chas would have tried to persuade Jay that she didn't owe him anything, but the steel in her eyes told him otherwise. But they had already had this arguement before when he'd saved her life. She'd explained quite a bit about her people, her culture and their traditions. A life debt was a serious thing. From the jacket pocket, she pulled out a playing card and passed it over to the cabbie. He gave it back after examining it for a moment.

Elliott cast a look at Jay from his chair that clearly said you're going to tell me that story later. Jay nodded almost impreceptible, understanding exactly what Elliott meant. John noticed their silent communication and smirked. Their bond was strong and they were clearly both in it deep for each other, but were being held back by something.

Chas turned to John. "Let me guess, you want Jamie to use her birth gifts and Isogrii deck and talents to read the timeline?" "Yes mate, that's exactly the plan." Jay sat down on the floor between Elliott and Chas. "It's not the worst plan I've ever heard. You want to be dealt in Chadler? Or was once enough?"

(No need to apologise)
 
Normally in these conversations since being with them she'd have chimed in with some kind of remark or another but she actually stayed quiet the entire time
She had no clue what to say or how to be useful/informative so she kept quiet.

She noticed the tight bond between Elliott and Jay and how they could easily communicate without saying a single word. She wondered if her bond with John would grow to that level considering the prophecy.

Then came the topic of using Jay's abilities. "Can someone explain what it entails? You lot may know but I don't" she asked, not an ounce of snark in her voice, she was just curious. It was all because of her and for her after all. After Jay asked Chas of once was enough she definitely wanted to know what she was about to get herself into.
 
Chas shook his head. "Once was enough for me." There was no malice in his voice when he said that. Jay turned to look at Kay. She knew that she was the only one who could explain. "If you didn't know already, you know now. I'm an alien. My particular species is a gifted one. We all have different abilities. Some more rare than others. Mine is sensing timelines. Plural."

"My gift is one of the rarer ones. Along the way I ended up getting adopted into a tribe called the Isogrii. The word doesn't have a proper translation into English. The closest word would be....... wanderer or maybe..... warrior. They were a mix of both, I suppose. They were a mix of people, all with the same gift- timelines. Long story short they taught me to channel timelines through cards and inks."


As she spoke she pulled out the deck of cards she had shown earlier. They had a black back with an intricate sketch of a feather in white. Looking closer, John realsied that the drawing wasn't just a feather was actually a knife. The box was wooden and the lid was carved with an ornate carving of the same feather on the lid.
 
Kay looked at Jay when she went to explain. She knew she was an alien but it was nice to hear Jay confirm it openly she thought. She listened to her slight backstory of her abilities and nodded to show she was understanding what she was saying.

She glanced at the cards finding it all fascinating and mind blowing in equal measure. "So...how does this work?" She asked, something that everyone but Jay would have picked up on that she does before getting into anything as she wants to learn and understand. She couldn't say she wasn't nervous, of course she was. But she refused to let herself back out of getting more answers and she desperately wanted to know what Jay found out in her dream.
 
"It's hard to explain how I do it." She replied, Chas nodding in agreement. "It's kind of like how Elliott manipulates minds and John rides the synchronity wave. It's instinctual, it just happens. Channeling through a medium makes it easier." She opened the box to reveal a series of small glass vials filled with ink. Each vial was slotted into a specially designed holder in the box. Strapped to the underside of the lid were a set of long, thin syringes.

"My medium is ink and cards, the classic Isogrii medium. Your part on the other hand is easy. All you do is sit still, stay quiet and let me do my thing. And try not to break my concentration when I'm doing it."
 
Kay nodded, thinking that she should have just guessed that'd be the answer. She looked at the box and it's contents just becoming even more curious. The fact Jay helped her alive for long enough for everyone to rescue her that night, she had trust in Jay and this ability of hers.

She smirked slightly when she was told all she had to do was sit still. That was something she definitely could do easily. "Okay, I can do that" she replied, feeling glad she was already comfortable in her sitting position.
 
"Good. 'Lott you want to be dealt in?" She asked, turning to Elliott, employing her nickname for him. Most shortened Elliott to 'El' or even 'Ellie', but she took the second half of his name, the significance of which had not escaped John. He nodded "yeah, count me in." "Which makes four total, I'm in too" John added, Elliott moved over and sat beside Kay, on the free spot on the couch.

"You guys, decide the order you want to go in, it doesn't matter to me." Jay added, before beginning to clear the centre table of stuff. That done, she sat on the table, cross legged. She began to fill the needles, laying them out on the table in front of her. Black, red, green, orange, purple, blue, yellow and a pale white almost translucent colour ink. She filled the syringes with practiced ease.

"I'll go last, you two can fight it out for first." Elliott replied.
 
Kay found the fact that Jay called Elliott Lott endearing in a way. To her it showed their bond even more. She wasn't expecting Elliott to agree to go in for some reason but she didn't mind. It was actually a comfort to hear it but nowhere near as much of a comfort as when John said he's in too. She couldnt help but glance at John with warmth in her eyes when he did so and made her feel like when she told him she didn't want to do this alone, he really took that on board.

She watched as Jay filled the syringes and still wondered what exactly she did with them when she filled them with ink. Elliott saying he's going last snapped her out of her mild thought. She wasn't sure if she wanted to go first but she needed to keep this backbone she had grown with these things. "Well...it's all because of me so I may as well go first" she said.
 
"So that makes me second then." John said, stating the obvious. Jay took the first syringe, the black one in her left hand, and injected it into her right forearm. She showed no sign of pain. The ink started to swirl slowly around in her arm, forming a thin, elegant spiral pattern. She repeated the process with the other seven syringes, alternating arms until they were completly flowing with colour.

The spirals continued up her arms, igniting the latent tatoos under the skin of her fore and upper arms. It was an unearthly effect, and one which Elliott found totally mesmerising. She began to shuffle the deck, her movements fluid and practiced, her hands blurring slightly as they moved.
 
Kay smirked at John stating the obvious before watching Jay intently. Seeing the inks swirl up and round on her arms was truly a sight to see for Kay. Glancing at Elliott, she figured he always found this mesmerising aswell.

She continued to watch as Jay shuffle the deck and she was impressed at fast she could do that. If she tried to shuffle a deck anywhere near that speed the card would go flying everywhere and it's become a game of 52 pick up. She had to admit to herself she was eager to know what came next.
 
John, Elliott and Chas were all watching attentively. The room had falllen silent. Jay locked eyes with Kay and began to lay out the cards in front of her. They were blank on the front side...for now. Jay started off slowly, but built up speed. The pattern of the cards continually changing. Her brown furrowed in concentration. The cards seemed to flow like water between her hands.

After about a minute or so, the ink began to flow out of her hands. It fanned out like tendrils from her hands, first spreading across the cards, then sinking to the face down side. She was clearly focused on something else, her silver pupils staring through Kay at something only she could see.

Then suddenly she stopped, the final pattern had been achieved. The cards lay face down in a series of interlocking traingles. She paused, considered, then turned over five cards. Each card she turned over had a drawing on the front, that hadn't been there before.

The first card showed Kay the pheonix, with the word Flamebird writen in elegant script. The second showed a cloaked figure holding a clock in their hands, Destiny and the Past was the word writen across it. The third card depicted a war, two armies charging right at each other, like something out of fantasy novel. The Battle. The fourth card depicted a dead body sprawled on the ground, a bloody sword beside them and a gaping wound in their front. A towel covered the face. Loss. The fifth card was a pile of towering books. Wrapped around the books was a thick belt covered in question marks. The Knowledge and the Answers. Then she turned over one more card, but it was blank.
 
Kay looked at Jay despite being able to tell Jay wasn't strictly staring at her but through her. She watched as the ink flowed into the cards and as she turned them over.

The first one wasn't much of a surprise to her. That was something she had disclosed with John, Chas and Elliott a while ago. So she considered it common knowledge. The second card did however surprise her and she wondered what the hell it meant. That was new to even her. The third she wondered if that was linked to what she saw in her dream about the disappearing and dying phoenixes.

The forth shocked her the most. Not seeing the face of the dead figure broke her heart, she wanted to know who they were but at the same time didn't want to know. She wondered who killed them. The fifth card intrigued her and she then started wondering if linked what her mother said in her dream and to John, as John was the one who gave her the book. Yet when the sixth card came up blank she was confused and intrigued.

"O....Kay" she thought to herself.
 
Jay removed the six cards and placed them in a pile in front of Kay. "I'll explain it later." She took up the deck and began to reshuffle, and turning towards John. "You're next, I take it." "Yup. I am." There was an attitude of bring it on about him, which didn't escape Jay's notice. She fixed him with a look, before truning back to the cards.

She repeated the process of dealing cards and dispersing inks. This time the patterns she made were different. The final pattern was a downwards spiral. This time she flipped six cards.

The first showed an image of John standing on a rooftop, one hand alight with flame, the other wielding a staff. His coat and hair were billowing around him, disintegrating into shadows. The Laughing Magician. John's face paled, so she knew. She hadn't been at all fooled. The second also depicted John, this time wrapped in chains and ropes, struggling to escape, the pain clearly visible on his face. Bound in Agony. The third card showed him blazing with fire, his eyes burning brightly. Hellblazer.

The fourth showed a blurry print out torn in half. The Half. The fifth card was the same as the second. Destiny and the Past. John's cloaked figure was a different build, taller, but apart from that they were identical. The sixth card showed a spiralling vortex. The spiral. And just like last time, she turned over a seventh card, a blank. John surveyed all the cards, his face ashen. He knew what most of them meant.
 
Kay glanced at John and seeing his reaction showed her he wasn't comfortable with Jay knowing this about him. She looked back at Jay knowing that Elliott was indeed now next. Yet her thoughts were on John and his reaction to his seven cards.

Despite what some of them depicted though, she didn't think any different of him. Maybe it was because they were destined to be pulled together and the prophecy was making her think that or maybe it was her own free will, either way she wanted nothing more than to show him her support.
 
Jay passed John the seven cards, the reshuffled and locked eyes with Elliott. No aords needed to be said. She shuffled, patterned and inked, the last of the ink disipating from her skin and the tattoo tracks dying with them. And then she started flipping cards.

The first card showed a thunderstorm, violent and raging. The Oncoming Storm. The second card showed Elliott, one hand gripped a staff, the other was ablaze with magic. His scar was covered with a line of face paint. His clothing was tattered his long coat blowing in the wind. But the determination in his face was unmistakeable. The Exile. The third card showed piles of papers, and diagrams and maps. Machinations and Deceit.

The fourth showed an ice-cube with a fire burning inside it. Fire and Ice. The fifth showed two hands pressed either side of a pane of glass. Both hands had shackles around their wrists. It was simply titled Loss. Jay flipped over the last card, her hand trembling as she did so. The card depicted a man, holding a sword, dressed in robes. A shadow covered his face, but the malice could be sense purely from the drawing. Death.

She flipped over the last card, the blank. Throughout the whole process, Elliott had shown only intense focus, but the death card provoked a dark haunted look that made even John want to step back.
 
Like before, Kay watched intently but Elliott's cards unnerved her more than the other lot. When the death card came up it made her think of her card...the one with the dead figure and sword laying next to it. She actually felt sick in that actual moment because her mind took her to the worst place imaginable.

The only intrigue she had was the fact that all three of them had their last card blank. But even that intrigue was overshone by the death card. She wasn't so sure anymore if she wanted to know what they all meant. But she knew she had to know. She didn't even realise but her dear actually made her grab onto John's arm.
 
Elliott looked at the death card "well.......shit" were his words of choice. John's were "oh bollocks." There was literally nothing more for him to say. Jay looked at him, then the card, then back at the others. She sighed in frustration "Might I remind everybody, before you all start losing your shit that this is the future, one possible future. It can be changed. Take it from one who knows."

Elliott nodded. "Keep the blanks cards, but give me back the others. Take a photo of them first or something." she added, taking charge of the situation. She began to repack her her deck. Elliott, John and Chas took the photos, to concerned with other things to go against what she said.
 
Kay hoped it does get changed. She wasn't sure in this moment in time if she'd cope with more death in her life, even though she knew full well it could entail something on those lines when she got involved with this lot.

She nodded, took a photo of her blank card and like the other two, gave back the other cards. She then slumped back in the couch, hoping Jay might explain some of the context of the cards they saw. If she didn't, then she'd deal with it but it would make her extremely paranoid and no doubt wouldn't want to be alone at night.
 
"I'm guessing you want an explanation of this?" Jay asked, noticing that everybody was waiting for her to speak. "Yes, we do." "And by that you mean, you know full well what all of yours mean, except the blank. So what you really want an explanation for is the death card? She asked, one eyebrow raised, seeing right through John's question to the true meaning beneath, making Chas and Elliott both smirk. John nodded, he had to admit that he liked the fact that Jay said it as it was, nó bullshit, no frills. But he was in no doubt that she would have an excellent poker face too.

"The death card doesn't necessarily mean that the person who it was dealt to will die. Of course, that is an option, but mostly it's just saying that there will be death in his future. Now if his face was in it" she gestured at The Exile "then he would be a dead man for sure. The presence of your face in any of the cards, means that whatever is depicted in the cards is either you or will happen to you."

John nodded, relief evident in his face, while Elliott's was deep in thought as he stared at the cards. "I'm pretty sure I know what all these mean." Elliott said after a few moments. "Any more questions, besides the blank cards?" Jay asked, carefully replacing the ink bottles and syringes.
 
Kay thought about the cards she was dealt longer and they started to make more sense to her, especially after Jay spoke about the death card. Like John, she felt relief knowing that its possible it's not Elliott who they will lose. Seeing the words loss however still worried her she'd lose either Elliott or John in her life or they'd lose her. She had to mentally shake away those thoughts for now.

"No questions from me" she said when Jay asked if there were any more before she moved on to the blank cards. In the time of relaxing a little, she had let go of John's arm and went back to wrapping her arms round one of her legs again.
 
Jay nodded. "The blank card is known as The Balence." she tapped the lid of the translucent white ink bottle. "and this is the ink that creates it. It will reveal it's image of it's own accord. It's not conscious as such, but it's not inanimate either. Keep it on you and try not loose it."

She finished with the cards, tying them up and putting them into her pocket, then got off the table, and took up her spot on the floor. Nobody spoke for a few moments before Chas decided to bite the bullet, before things got too awkward. "So, what are we going to do?"

"I'm going to eat something, I haven't eaten since yesterday and I don't need a second burnout in as many days." Elliott sighed.
 
Kay nodded at Jay's explanation. She'd make sure to keep that card super safe as she pondered what it could possibly show her in the near future.

She couldn't help but snap her head up when Chas finally spoke up to break that awkward silence that had surfaced. He made a good point she thought, when Elliott spoke about food and she smiled softly. She definitely didn't want him to have another burn out for his sake.

"When did you get maternal?" "Fee shut up" "just pointing it out, what you feel I'm aware of remember" "urgh go back to sleep or whatever it is you do when you decide not to contribute to anything important" Kay had a mental conversation with Fee. Her mental tone was one of annoyance.
 
"I agree on that, that's the only good idea you've had these past few days." Jay added, the barb making Elliott roll his eyes and sigh. "Do you want me to show you where the TARDIS kitchen is, or should I just let you get lost in The House on your own?" Elliot retorted back, his tone slightly teasing. "You couldn't find your way out of a pair of velcro shoes." "You couldn't find your way out of an open door." He sniped back. The two stood up and walked off, bickering and trading insults until they were out of earshot.

Chas and John watched with amusement. The sheaf of papers was left on the table and John began to rifle through them. They contained the translations of the hieroglyphics and the resulting storylines. "what's their deal?" Chas asked refreing to both Jay and Elliott and the papers.
 

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