15 January 2011 @ 12:23 am
[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.]

[Private to Rex and Tim]

I'm not leaving you. I simply need to know where I can go when it comes time for you to leave me.

[Private to the Infirmary]

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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[identity profile] puzzleprince.livejournal.com on January 15th, 2011 10:23 am (UTC)
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It would be as good a place as any to retire.
championoftime: 7 - tietug[personal profile] championoftime on January 15th, 2011 10:48 am (UTC)
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I think I would be noticed if it were back home.
[identity profile] puzzleprince.livejournal.com on January 15th, 2011 10:52 am (UTC)
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Return to the earth that isn't a part of your universe.
championoftime: 7 - smug 2[personal profile] championoftime on January 15th, 2011 10:55 am (UTC)
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I could become a spokesmodel for a men's wear company. [He's faintly amused.]

Perhaps. I could use the Chameleon Arch and turn myself into a human. There's a poor few gene-smiths about. I could

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[identity profile] puzzleprince.livejournal.com on January 15th, 2011 11:08 am (UTC)
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Their financial gain would shoot thought the roof.

Gene-smiths? Black smiths? Genetic smiths? Your Time Lord jargon requires some deciphering. Wouldn't the fob-watch be something of a burden?
championoftime: 7 - quiet[personal profile] championoftime on January 15th, 2011 11:16 am (UTC)
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They rewrite the genetics of an individual and store the template in a sphere about the size of a cricket ball. It's quite fascinating, really. Not that different from the function of the fobwatch.

I don't believe it would be a terrible way to live one's life. I do believe I'm not so fortunate that trouble wouldn't follow me.
[identity profile] puzzleprince.livejournal.com on January 15th, 2011 11:23 am (UTC)
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Would you be unable to settle into the monotony of a normal life with your current memories? It would be a shame to erase you entirely.
championoftime: 7 - distant[personal profile] championoftime on January 15th, 2011 11:49 am (UTC)
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I don't believe I could, no. I'm not even sure as a human the urge to run would cease.
[identity profile] puzzleprince.livejournal.com on January 15th, 2011 01:00 pm (UTC)
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You would exist in a universe thoroughly disconnected from your own. What would you have to run from?
championoftime: 7 - crosslegged[personal profile] championoftime on January 15th, 2011 01:04 pm (UTC)
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I'm certain I would attract someone.

He told me that... he thought I would be the one to understand. War did. I'm not too sure he wasn't right. I hope he's wrong.
[He's still betting that he isn't. But he'll deal with it, as he always does.

...He feels oddly conspicuous for saying even that.]
[identity profile] puzzleprince.livejournal.com on January 15th, 2011 07:39 pm (UTC)
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I will be one of many to tell you that he is wrong.

[This pops up after a considerable pause.]

What do you need?