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The Doctor (not_your_tardis) wrote in colligo_threads,
@ 2012-06-16 20:28:00

Entry tags:

jack harkness, jonathan crane, rose tyler, the doctor (10)

Who: The Doctor and Open
What: Having given his temper several days to decide, The Doctor visits a lake, sees Jack, and ends up getting in a fight with a very strange thing and....RUNNING!
Where: The Lake, and surrounding grounds, possibly spilling out into the city.
When: Saturday, June 16th, late evening
Rating: Likely PG - now updated to R, for language.
Notes: Random Scenes make me happy!

It had been one of his worst days ever, and since, he'd not run, but walked. He'd walked, and walked, being careful to stay away from any would be passerby, from anyone who might have spoke to him, from anyone who might have talked to him at all. The Doctor knew, understood, what his temper could do. He knew, better than anyone could have imagined, because he'd been there. He'd been the one to think it, to see it unfold in front of him, to make it happen. He'd been the catalyst for the greatest undoing, the greatest legends, across time and space - and he knew better than to risk subjecting anyone else to that.

His message had been heard, of that he was certain, but The Doctor gave no reply as he wandered the streets of this new city with a downcast gaze and tattered suit. He now understood just what was in front of him. Rose was here, Martha was here, even River Song was here. There was, of course, The Master as well, and several other voices he did not recognize. Everyone though, save three, and the voice of a child, were all reminders of how he'd failed and he wasn't entirely convinced the others weren't part of some strange time stream of his either, given how non-nonchalantly they'd responded.

At least now he knew that Molly had been telling the truth, and that meant there were others out there, another Doctor, at the very least - and that was never a good thing. The Doctor had struggled to find his bearings, wandering the city, trying to think. Did he trust The Master, was Wilfred really going to be fine? How could he even have known who he was talking about unless..

The Doctor didn't even finish the thought. There was no need. If it was The Master, somehow making his way back from the other side of the Time Lock, this place wouldn't look like this at all. There would be no park, no lake, no buildings, no city, no people. The Time Lords would have erased it all, and it simply never would have been. There was at least a small comfort in that, as he approached the edge of the lake, dropping down to his haunches to run his fingers through the blades of grass. He sighed, softly, whispering to himself the one question he always seemed to be asking himself.

"What do I do now?"

His dark eyes drifted skyward, as if the stars themselves might have an answer or, at the very least, a TARDIS.

That would have been nice.

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not_your_tardis
2012-06-18 10:10 pm UTC (link)

The Doctor's mouth dropped at Jack's statement, and he immediately flew into a string of words, with barely a breath to separate them.

"You what?! - How? - You're all..muscles and guns - how can you fly a TARDIS? It's not like it's something you can mate with - if it was you could probably fly it anywhere you wanted - but..A TARDIS? You?." The Doctor stared at him as the moved with the naked man. "Jack. That's really not very funny at all."

Then there was Jonathan's statement to consider, and the subsequent reply he heard Jack start to make. His brows furrowed at the man for a moment, before he set himself back to the task of figuring out just what it was they were going to do. After all, this man clearly had some problems he needed to work out. There were some things about him that were just wrong which, The Doctor suspected, he had no control over. Leaving him alone would have been simply unsafe and terribly impractical.

"We'll need to get into the labs." He responded, opting for his usual course of simply ignoring the thing he didn't want to hear. Concurring with Jack's statement was just easier. "I'll need access to whatever you've got if I'm going to attempt to replicate this - even try and throw in a dash of a better taste - perhaps by altering the recombinative states of several of the various compounds - same effect, different structure. Simple enough." And then, after he'd finished, he added the one, weighted, statement that told volumes of truth.

"Relax. Like Jack said. He'll look after you."

	timeaftertime 2012-06-19 06:42 am UTC (link)
	Jack winced and covered his ears at the scream so close to them. The screwdriver-- no problem whatsoever. It was just a little warning buzz. But that reaction Crane had to it was enormous. "What the hell...? Does he literally have a screw loose in there?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	timeaftertime 2012-06-19 08:01 am UTC (link)
	Jack looked between the Doctor and Crane, wondering what the Doctor would decide to do. The partial transformations were a little disturbing, though on the scale of things Jack had seen, not all that bad. Still... He kept his voice down, mostly just for the Doctor to hear, "I've seen a lot of forms of masochism before, but that? I don't know what that was." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)