[voice | private]
08 January 2012 at 01:05 pm
Tear Grants
[It's late, and she's doing what she does best: brooding. Tonight, over what she hopes intends to put into action.

She'd thought long about it, even confided to someone slightly, until she was absolutely certain-- with pros and cons and everything-- that it was at least worth a shot. The only hesitation is that she might be shoving someone else into this mess.

But after half a moment of drumming her fingers on the communicator, she flicks it on anyways.


[Action | Closed | Rose and the Doctor]
08 January 2012 at 07:47 pm
The Tenth Doctor
[Sleep wasn't something of which Time Lords had much need, and the Doctor, according to some of his companions, seemed almost never to sleep at all. Whether that was a natural part of being Time Lord, or a peculiarity specific to the Doctor, he never said.

Somehow, he'd let himself be talked into sharing a room with Rose, although he still insisted on kipping on the floor. He had a rather generous nest of blankets and a pillow, but he rarely used them as anything more than a place to lie down while he waited for Rose to fall asleep. Most nights, he eventually got up to wander around the house or Marina. Tonight, however, was one of the nights he actually fell asleep while watching Rose.

It wasn't long, once he started dreaming, before the Doctor started tossing and turning. He would occasionally mutter something--always in Gallifreyan--and his expression was anything but peaceful.]