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The Doctor (doctorjohnsmith) wrote in hellascenes,
@ 2013-10-01 00:07:00

Entry tags:

!20 pts, hal yorke, tenth doctor

Who: The Doctor & Hal Yorke
When: Today
Where: Their Flat
What: The roomies talk
Rating: Low
Status: Closed/On-going

Since his unexpected arrival, The Doctor had been monitoring the network for news and information. So far it seemed the rest of the people here knew as little as he did. They had been (somehow) transported to a hell dimension that looked an awful lot like the Los Angeles of Earth. Having visited the city a time or two in the past, The Doctor suspected that it hadn't needed much to turn it into hell. All in all it was rather troubling. And that didn't even begin to describe waking up in bed with a strange man! Why that should be part of the experience, he had no idea, but he would happily have skipped that part, and got right to the business of finding a way home.

He hadn't strayed far from the flat he'd woken up in, but he had made a cursory examination of the area, just in case there were any pan-dimensional doors tucked away that had yet to be found. Or a teleportation device - that would come in rather handy too! Instead all he found were dead ends and dismal streets, so it was with a heavy heart that he returned to the flat.

As soon as The Doctor re-entered the small collection of rooms he knew he wasn't alone. If he was lucky it would just be the strange, and rather cold, individual he'd woken up with. If his luck continued the way it was almost anything might be waiting for him in the living room! The Doctor took a deep breath and pushed open the door, making sure he left the front door open, just in case he had to make a speedy exit out.

"Well that's a relief!" The Doctor gave a sigh of relief as he saw the figure of his former bed-fellow. "Perhaps 'relief' is the wrong word, given the circumstances. I never was too good with post-bedroom conversation... okay, that's a lie, I've always been fairly good at that, I'm just usually fairly familiar with the person I'm talking to. On this occasion I don't even know your name!" He put out his hand to the strange man, "hello. I'm The Doctor and you are?" he paused, waiting for a response.

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yorkehal
2013-09-30 09:51 pm UTC (link)

Hal had been quite glad that the stranger hadn’t been in the apartment when he finally came back home. To be honest, he was hoping the bloke found somewhere else to sleep, because he did not want to share a place with somebody he didn’t know. If he had his way he would be sharing with Tom and Alex, if she were there. But, instead he was stuck with someone he didn’t even know, which could become a very bad thing.

He had been channel surfing when he heard the front door open, which meant his roommate didn’t find somewhere else to stay. Not only that, he started babbling the minute he walked into the living room. All Hal could do at first was stare. Did this person ever shut up, or did he just go on and on and on? He glanced at the man’s hand and then slowly looked back up at him. “Hal Yorke,” he replied as he turned the television off. “What are you? Because it’s not human.”

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doctorjohnsmith
2013-09-30 10:12 pm UTC (link)

"Hal Yorke, is it?" The Doctor slid his hands into his pockets and rocked back on his heels. "It would appear, rude is what you are," he gave a shrug that showed he cared little for the fact, only that he'd pointed out the man's slight and not caved in to his apparent intimidation. "Well, well," he gave him an appraising smile as he took the question on board, "you may be rude, but you're perceptive, that's for sure! So, Hal Yorke, what gave it away? Was it the name? Yeah, I know, I usually tend to go by 'John Smith', but given that we've all been kidnapped by a hell dimension it seemed a bit idiotic to play games. Not that some games aren't fun... where was I... ah yes!" The Doctor grinned, "I'm an alien. Galifreyian, to be precise, otherwise known as a Time Lord, which isn't nearly as useful as you might think given the current circumstances." As he talked he whipped out his stethoscope and rested it to his own chest, "two hearts, see? Humans never believe the whole alien thing... well, most humans. But then, you aren't most humans, are you Hal Yorke?" The Doctor stepped swiftly towards his roommate and rested the medical instrument on the man's chest. "As I thought. You're dead, which is rather interesting, given that you're still able to watch the telly. So, what exactly are you, eh?"

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yorkehal
2013-09-30 10:33 pm UTC (link)

“Why, because I didn’t shake your hand? I don’t know where you’ve had that hand of yours and I would rather not touch it.” There was no point in lying about it. But now The Doctor, what kind of name was that anyway, can stop thinking he was rude just because he wouldn’t shake his hand. “No, but The Doctor isn’t exactly a name, but a title.” Before he could even say how he knew this Doctor person wasn’t human the tall, gangly one started on another one of his babbles. Did anyone ever get a word in when it came to him? It sure as hell didn’t seem like it. “So, you’re an alien Time Lord. And I thought being waking up here couldn’t become anymore odd.” He just shook his head as the Doctor kept on and on. Did he even breathe when he spoke like that? “What are you doing… get away from me.” He moved just to create more space between to the two of them. “I’m a vampire. And I knew you weren’t human because you don’t smell like a human, or a vampire, or a werewolf. So, you had to be something else. Although, alien, wasn’t the first thing that popped into my head. And if we’re going to have to live together, there needs to be rules...”

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doctorjohnsmith
2013-09-30 11:03 pm UTC (link)

"What!" The Doctor looked at the man appalled, "you honestly think I would proffer a dirty hand in embrace to a new friend? That would be terrible manners, not to mention awfully unhygienic!" Though, to be fair, he'd had his hands in places most people didn't know existed, and that was just when he was in public! "Not a title - common mistake - it's a name. The. Doctor, though you can call me Doctor, should you find yourself in need of fewer syllables." Well that was a lot easier than it normally was, he grinned, pleased with the ease with which his roommate picked things up. "That's right, though no green puss or googly eyes here, just me and my two hearts."

He looked at Hal Yorke with a new respect, "so you're a vampire! How exciting. Haven't met a vampire in...oooh, years! What sort? The common-or-garden blood-sucking sort, or a psychic emotion-stealing vampire? Just curious. Don't worry, I'm an equal opportunities communicator," The Doctor told him happily. "Ooh, you've met werewolves? How exciting! I haven't met a werewolf since I was with Queen Victoria. That was quite an adventure, as I'm sure you'd appreciate!" There were very few things that would stop The Doctor in his tracks, but having a vampire roommate suggest rules for living by was definitely one of them. "You mean like a washing up rota?" he asked curiously. "Do you even do washing up? I mean, it's not like your preferred food actually needs a bowl! You might as well skip that stage all together," he suggested happily. "What kind of rules would you like... though I should warn you, I'm not very good with rules. I tend to break them. Often. It's what you might call a personality flaw."

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yorkehal
2013-10-01 05:40 am UTC (link)

“You, like anyone else, are capable of anything.” Not that it mattered anymore. They had pretty much moved past the shaking hands stage. “Doctor it is then.” If that is what this person wanted to be called, so be it. He wasn’t going to argue with him. There was no point in it. “Good to know.” He definitely didn’t want any surprises like that. “Would you mind if I told a friend of mine about you. He’s oddly fascinated with aliens and life out in space.” He didn’t want to mention any of this to Tom if he wasn’t allowed to share.

At first Hal wasn’t going to answer the Doctor, hell, he still wasn’t quite sure why he even mentioned that he was indeed a vampire. “Where I’m from we drink blood. I choose not to.” Nothing really seemed to faze the Doctor and he wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing. “I was living with one before I woke up here.” Of course there was Leo before Tom, but it wasn’t like he needed to start making a list. “Yes, like a washing up rota.” And now he was glaring. “Did you miss the bit where I said that I don’t drink blood? I don’t kill people and I do not drink their blood. If I did no one in this building would be alive by morning, including you.” Now that he’s made that point, he moved on. “Right. I will have a rota up by tomorrow afternoon. You will do your share of the work around here because I will not live in filth.” He sighed. “Great, I’m living with Tom 2.0…” Why couldn’t he have just been paired off with Tom if he was still going to have to deal with basically the same things? Why make him suffer even more?

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doctorjohnsmith
2013-10-01 06:44 pm UTC (link)

"Well I won't argue with that, though I do prefer a more considerate approach to personal hygiene," though blowing up the occasional planet tended to be clearing up of a different kind. "And you shall be...Hal!" The Doctor declared with a wry smirk, "though I will stick the Yorke on the end if you're insistent. I'm fairly easy going, so long as there are well defined parameters," which wasn't entirely the case, given that his life was mostly planned minute to minute depending on what hit the fan where and when. The question of Hal's friend was a strange one and it caused him to frown, momentarily, while the cogs of his brain turned quickly, evaluating the risks and consequences. "What the hell," The Doctor finally decided, "it's not like we're in our own world, is it? And I suspect the worst has probably already happened, so why not tell your friend. So long as he won't be disappointed by the lack of green puss and googly eyes," he added with a chuckle. "Who is this friend, anyway. If he's to know about me, perhaps you should tell me a bit about him in return," he suggested. "Fair's fair, and all"

A vampire that didn't feed? Well that was a new one, for sure! It probably wasn't a bad thing, though, given that he was going to be sharing a flat with him. "So... what do you eat? Or is that taboo? Should I avoid the topic of food at all costs, or have you got the whole...hunger...issue dealt with?" The Doctor was quite intrigued by his new housemate, and the more he learned the more questions he wanted to ask, but it seemed the vampire was a bit touchy about the subject of the rota, and he was a bit worried about pushing his luck, particularly after that outburst. "So, I'll look forward to the rota then," he steepled his fingers together, tapping them in sequence as he thought about their situation. "Don't fly off the handle, but, you know, hyperthetically speaking, what would happen if I were, say, too busy to do jobs on the rota?" The Doctor had to ask, because it was unlikely he'd stay in his current state of flux for long, and soon enough would be attempting to get them home, and he didn't see emptying the washing machine anywhere near that on his agenda! "What's a Tom? Is that one of those GPS gadgets? Hate them! Stupid, annoying voices always telling you to go in the wrong direction! I can go wrong all by myself, thank you very much, I don't need the help of a computer to do it either!"

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