#muse: nomad

[musesreunite]

(@onebluedalek)

Onboard an extraterrestrials resource vessel a particular man was being stalked. The vessel’s normal crew would have no way of knowing what was going on along the enclosed street ways crowded with alone species reading goods and services. Every scan on incoming and outgoing person’s seemed normal. No weapons, no banned species, just your usual humanoids moving too and fro.

Unfortunately for Nomad, the target of this particular hunt, the puppets that were now tailing him were very well camouflaged in the mass of aliens gathering their resources for trips into the galaxy away from their homes. As he was bartering with one salesmen he would be approached from behind. With the sensation of a gun being pressed to the curve of his back, they would introduce themselves.

“Do not move.” They whispered softly, the voice being oddly… Human in nature.

@onebluedalek

Nomad froze in place, feeling the gun pressed against his back. He dropped the items he had in his hands, trying to turn his head to see who was behind him. Keeping as calm as he could, even though he was thrown off guard.

"Alright, you got me." He muttered in a soft tone to the other. Not wanting to cause panic with the people around him. He didn't want anyone to get hurt because he would do something stupid. "Tell me what you want."

[musesreunite]

Rawya kept quiet, watching Dax's uncle have his guards march down the corridor. Thankfully they couldn't see Rawya and the Doctor.

"There's something up there. Up in the sky." Nomad pointed upwards, seeing a glow up in the clouds. He had seen so many invasions on Earth, but nothing like this one. (For the Fourteenth Doctor)

The man who is a doctor started looking where Nomad was pointing. " But what is it?"

[bandfullofmuses]

"Ugh!" Nomad crouched down, holding his head. There were noises in his head, having no idea where they're coming from.

"Get out of my head!"

[musesreunite]

@multitude-of-doctors

It had been a few months since Nomad had opened the fobwatch and discovered the truth about himself. He was one of the children of Gallifrey who he, along with his siblings had escaped during the war. But during the escape, he was separated from his brother and sister. For years, he had lived on Earth with no memories of his past. Even after recovering his memories, he felt more alone than before.

Ever since his recovery, Nomad found an abandoned building that was left behind due to lack of jobs to keep it going. He made his home there, taking the journal of his sketches of his home planet. He sat close to the window, looking out. Wondering if he’ll ever leave this place. To find people like him.

[bandfullofmuses]

@thechaoticcform

Nomad let out a sign. "Look, I've seen these beings before. I know, hard to believe. I have seen things beyond imagination. You don't need to babysit me. I handle myself just fine on my own. Either you don't want me or not, I 'm coming." He stared at the Doctor with a serious glance.

[musesreunite]

Cyrus turned to look at his brother before turning back to the Doctor. “Well, I waited for so to find my family. How could I refuse?” He said, smiling as he agreed to stay.

Nomad smiled over at him. “Welcome aboard, brother.”

Starter #3 - 14th Doctor//Reblog To Roleplay

"It's not safe, go back to the TARDIS" The Doctor said, it was something he would never say, normally he could guarantee the safety of the companions that travel with him, but not this time, he needed them to go back to the TARDIS where they would be safe and he could deal with this alone.

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@the---10th-doctor

Nomad is a young man that wasn't like any human. Actually, he wasn't human at all. He's a Gallifreyan from the planet of Gallifrey. Years ago, he along with his siblings were forced out of their planet due to the Time War. Because of this, Nomad was separated from his brother, Cyrus and his sister, Rawya. He found himself in 1930s London with the human name John Thompson. He lived his life with no memory of his past. Having to survive on the streets and work as a server in a pub.

On this day, something was about to change. He was just about to step into the pub when he heard a sound of explosion. He should just ignore it and get to work, but his curiosity got the best of him. He decided to run down the street, finding the source of the loud sound.

[bandfullofmuses]

"Our planet is gone. Along with our race. Including our mother. If I could, I would go back and find a way to bring her back."

[musesreunite]

"Trust me, Nomad, it's in your best interest to do what I say. I have a way of rewarding loyalty."

{onebluedalek}

Nomad stared over at the Dalek. Rage was building up inside of him. "Like you would show loyalty to those you killed? The planets you destroyed? " He questioned as he stood his ground.

@onebluedalek

[musesreunite]

Nomad saw it. The tears that Malekith quickly wiped away. This made his hearts ache more. The fact that this man wasn't lying and was telling the truth. The truth that the man was all alone. He felt guilty for suppressing judgment at first. Though, that was only because the other Time Lords and other creatures were after him for many years. Now he could see that this man wasn't one of those who would hunt him. He was lonely, like himself. With no family or friends. Or even a planet.

He stood there, listening to Malekith explaining how he got into this universe. "That's rough. I'm so sorry you had to go through all that. " He frowned. "Is there another way to find this portal to get you back?" He thought of asking him. He wasn't sure if this plan would work, but he was willing to do anything to help his new friend.

@musesreunite wishes to face the Accursed Time Lord

Malekith was always on guard these days. Granted, he'd been on guard before regenerating, but at least as Leader of the Dark Elves, he'd had eyes and ears in every crevice. Now, he walked solo, stranded on Earth with a human (Time Lord) face while the rest of the realms believed him long dead. If he wanted to survive, he'd need to watch his own back.

The calculative steps he'd begun a ways back slowed to a stop. His right hand, the dominant one, slid into his lapel, gripping the hilt of a dagger he carried now for self-defense. One of many, he reminded himself, and he would use them in need be. Malekith may have lost his stature and endurance but he was still quick on his feet and his strength outmatched that of the average human (Time Lord) Cut that out.

There were no Time Lords. He'd seen to that a long time ago. Malekith the Accursed was the last of both races now and it was with this thought in mind that he spun around, brandishing the slender blade in front of the stranger's face.

"Enough of this," he growled, his voice rumbling with the ghost of the creature he'd once been. "Why are you following me? I won't ask again."

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@chroniclesof15

“Steady there.”

Nomad muttered to himself as the ship he stole away in began to lower for landing. But it wasn’t going to be a smooth landing by how violently the ship was shaking. He was used to it, but he was smart enough to hold onto the railing tightly until the ship completely landed. He waited a bit till he knelt over to pick up his belongings that was in a brown sack and headed out through the emergency back door so the crew members wouldn’t catch him in the act.

Upon stepping out of the ship, he found himself standing in the middle of the lounge room of the space hotel known as the Time Hotel. A grin spread across his face as he was in awe looking around the place. He checked his pockets to see how much credits he had. From looking at it, it wasn’t enough for a room.

He released a sign. “Well, I guess I’m staying in the janitor’s closet.”

[musesreunite]

Nomad grunted as his head was pulled backwards. “So, not the friendly sorts, are you?” He said, wincing. He thought coming to this land would be easy with the locals being. Or so he thought.

[musesreunite]

Nomad groaned. “I don’t know how humans can cope with just one heart. It’s unbearable.”

[musesreunite]

have we met before? (For like thirteen or whoever you feel would like to answer. Hi there! Nice to meet you :3)

@jennymaltzurrak

Nomad looked over at the young woman with raised eyebrows. “Umm…I’m sorry. I don’t think we’ve met before. Though, you look familiar as well. I’m Nomad. Who are you?” He asked her.

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@angelcas22

Nomad was expecting Castiel to be shocked by seeing the TARDIS, but was surprised that the angel already knew of it. ““I should of known angels would know of this sort of ship.” He softly laughed before he led the other to the corridor, turning into the med bay.

““All of the stuff you need is in here.” He walked over to the cabinet to get the first aid kit to bring over to Castiel.

[prodogg]

in the Atla world, there is a period where any nation can do what they want without the avatar intervening, between Avatar Kyoshi and Avatar Roku was a period of like 27 years (with 16 years the avatar gets told they are the avatar and then 11 years of learning all the elements although it can be argued it was just Roku traveling around and he took maybe 5 years to learn all. So in the time between an Avatar's death and a new fully realized one is no one to keep the world in check.