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championoftime) wrote2011-01-15 12:23 am
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[Video] (Dated to after everything is over)
[The Doctor is sitting against his TARDIS cross-legged. The journal is positioned in sort of an upshot as it's propped on his legs. His hat is off. Actually, he lost it in the hall, his umbrella too. No idea where they are. He might have the TARDIS make another. Right now, he's just sitting and holding a little plush animal. It looks like a baby toy, and resembles a bear with sabertooth fangs. It's actually a sehlat, but he doesn't know what in the cosmos it could be.
He still hurts, but he's been with the old girl long enough that most of the damage is sorted out.]
I thought... maybe, with my end, the worst of my actions would go with me. I didn't want to think they would carry on. [He turns the toy over to look at it's little nubby tail. For a moment, beady stuffed animal eyes and nose fill the screen, before he moves it away again.] I suppose we all have our nasty and unfortunate sides. Just as every one ought to have a good one.
For those of you I've not introduced myself to, I'm Dr. John Smith. [This time, he just leaves "the Doctor" off. He's obviously bothered at the moment, in a distant sort of way.] I can't guarantee you I'll do the right thing all the time. I'm far from perfect, but I'll make the attempt. [He sort of chuckles awkwardly to himself.] As if they need to be told that I'm not perfect. [He mutters this to the stuffed whatever, and he shakes his head and the bit of smile wanes.] I'd like to thank Billy for lending me a hand in the hallway. Quite noble of him. When I'm done here... I was wondering if there was someone that could point me in the direction of a little patch of sky where a weary old Time Lord might roam for the rest of his regeneration. It's an impossibility to return to my own universe without upsetting the balance and I'd like to have a distant shore that I could explore.
[He holds the stuffed animal up closer to his face.] I'm not quite sure what this is supposed to be. The TARDIS left it on the console. [He's more than a bit distracted and admittedly all over the place. Being thrown into walls by everything he ever feared about himself can do that to you.]
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I'm not leaving you. I simply need to know where I can go when it comes time for you to leave me.
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I apologize for being absent for a bit. I did something very unintelligent. I'll make it up to you tomorrow when I'm better fit to move about.
He still hurts, but he's been with the old girl long enough that most of the damage is sorted out.]
I thought... maybe, with my end, the worst of my actions would go with me. I didn't want to think they would carry on. [He turns the toy over to look at it's little nubby tail. For a moment, beady stuffed animal eyes and nose fill the screen, before he moves it away again.] I suppose we all have our nasty and unfortunate sides. Just as every one ought to have a good one.
For those of you I've not introduced myself to, I'm Dr. John Smith. [This time, he just leaves "the Doctor" off. He's obviously bothered at the moment, in a distant sort of way.] I can't guarantee you I'll do the right thing all the time. I'm far from perfect, but I'll make the attempt. [He sort of chuckles awkwardly to himself.] As if they need to be told that I'm not perfect. [He mutters this to the stuffed whatever, and he shakes his head and the bit of smile wanes.] I'd like to thank Billy for lending me a hand in the hallway. Quite noble of him. When I'm done here... I was wondering if there was someone that could point me in the direction of a little patch of sky where a weary old Time Lord might roam for the rest of his regeneration. It's an impossibility to return to my own universe without upsetting the balance and I'd like to have a distant shore that I could explore.
[He holds the stuffed animal up closer to his face.] I'm not quite sure what this is supposed to be. The TARDIS left it on the console. [He's more than a bit distracted and admittedly all over the place. Being thrown into walls by everything he ever feared about himself can do that to you.]
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I'm not leaving you. I simply need to know where I can go when it comes time for you to leave me.
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I apologize for being absent for a bit. I did something very unintelligent. I'll make it up to you tomorrow when I'm better fit to move about.
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How do you like earth?
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[Private | Text] I'ma do the special font thing so I don't keep forgetting that it's text.
[Private | Text] I shall do so too
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He knew a thing or two about nasty and unfortunate sides himself.]
For what it's worth, you're not very much like him.
And destroying Skaro should have been the CIA's job, not yours.
[Because what else was the CIA for, if not to do the dirty, but utterly necessary deeds so that other people didn't have to.]
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He purses his lips and looks for a response. Almost looking for a response physically, all around the screen, before he shows the bear sabertooth whatever it is to Narvin.]
Have you ever seen a toy like this on any planet in your experience?
[That's an unspoken "Thank You". If he's direct, they might not be able to look at each other for a month at all, he presumes.]
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I despise, though, that it was me.
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[Private] "E", why you gotta fall off where you're important.
[Private] It likes to mess with you. :c
[Private] Why it gotta fall off some words and appear on other words it don't belong on like that!?
[Spam?] I think it's leading the revolt on my keyboard. Maybe it chatted up yours, too. :|
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Brandy de Jerez Solera Gran Reserva or one of my own tea blends, your choice. [He means he is coming over to him.] And I shall lend you one of my pillows if you promise to return it. [They are almost all straight from the Abbasid caliphate, so.]
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even morelike a Time Tot he resists the urge to be too openly glad about it.] Would you be so kind as to pick me up some pain killers from the infirmary on the way?[Private | Video]
[Private | Video] I got abducted to go see the Green Hornet. Sorry!
[Spamming, I assume?] No apologies! Now you have the main theme in my head.
[Spam] It's a good fun them!
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[Spam] Tenses, I fail at them today. I'ma switch this to Log style to keep from brain-splodin. \o/
[Spam] Fine by me!
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...are you okay?
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He told me that he thought I would be the one to understand. I didn't, but I certainly didn't do a good enough job of discouraging it.
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And...I don't really know where you could go. I went back to the Starliner once, but that was boring.
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And I don't believe I'll be leaving you any time soon.
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[He looks down at his hands for a moment. He doesn't know whether it's cynicism about leaving the ship, or genuinely a desire to be around. In any case, it's a kind thing to say.]
Thank you, Rex.
... [It's kind of nice that the people cited most for being evil | violent and destructive and nigh on irredeemable are the ones genuinely nicest to him.]
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[Private] AWESOME, my entire tag got eaten
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Look, I heard you talking to Laura. And... thanks, mate.
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