WIP being moved here---Major editing now...Grrr Title: Text landing in Hangar Bay Time/Day: Undecided Takes after: Well there is no after for now. (Well after dropping Jack Harkness off at Cardiff when that does happen) Who: Ushas and the Doctor
The TARDIS landed in docking bay in the Enterprise, the Doctor stepped out and he saw the shuttle bay and the shuttle. He patted his own shoulder, “That’s the best!” he smiled cheesy to himself and patted the TARDIS. “Good job, girl.”
He took a sniff in the air, “Sterilize and extremely space smell,” he moved his mouth, “Taste not good either. But it’s extremely clean air and that’s always a bonus.” He was rather impressed of the cleanness. Most ships he had landed all been tough shape. Like someone had gone crazy with duct tape.
He could feel the vibration of the ship under his feet and the air itself had that powerful sense and on the side he sensed something. No, he sensed someone. He lifted his chin up, eyebrows up and horror had struck his face. “She’s here. She’s young,” he looked around the hangar bay. “Why can’t things be simple? I suppose to pop in and get history and pop out. But, no, no, no, noooo and in a cheesy way!” He said in mousy voice. He stuck his hand in his coat pocket, "This is not the time to have no cheese. And I so want cheese now."
Tapping his right foot, he pondered should he just get back on the TARDIS and avoid her total. No, he can’t do that. He rubbed the back of his neck, “Well, I can see what regeneration she’s in,” he thought aloud.
He had found a computer and started to go at it with his sonic screw driver to gain information and that would draw attention from the bridge. He was a fast reader and gaining a few things very fast.
She'd felt him the moment he'd landed, but had tried to ignore it, because it made no sense. Theta Sigma may have been the type to randomly surprise her with something like this, particularly if he'd finally passed his TARDIS driving test, though that in itself seemed highly unlikely. It wasn't as if things were all that busy at the moment and so she'd followed the mental trail that she was sure would lead to him. When she saw him though all she could do was stare. She really hadn't been gone long enough for him to have got himself killed surely He was reckless of course, but this was ridiculous.
"Thete?" she said, standing a few feet away, looking confused. "Do put that thing away, before someone from security comes and escorts you to the captain. Or worse still hits first and ask questions later. You really have no concept of staying out of trouble, do you?"
Focusing on the task, the Doctor had not sense Ushas coming up to him by mental or physical. Hearing his name had caught him off guard and he dropped his sonic screwdriver that bounced off the computer, hitting the floor and rolling away.
It was like time had slow down. He watched in amazement as his screwdriver roll away knowing he was going to face Ushas, clicking his tongue in his mouth, “Hello! Fancy place to meet you,” he said happily and bold as he was pushing the agitation of her standing there in front of him.
“Uniform!” he was surprised. He was really surprised. “You, of all the people,” he walked around her checking her out. “Hmph! Trouble follows me, Ra---" he caught himself from saying Rani. "Ushas"
She watched his screwdriver roll away towards her and stepped forward to pick it up, turning it over in her hands slowly.
"Yes well the Academy back on Gallifrey never felt quite right," she pointed out. "I decided..." she trailed off. "We did go through this before I left. Has the regeneration affected your memory?" She almost sounded worried, almost. She scoffed at his comment about trouble. "You make trouble and you know it! I suppose you'll be blaming Koschei next. Is he not with you? I thought the pair of you were joined at the hip."
She was silent for a moment and then she stepped forward. "What happened, I know you've always careless but...most people at least leave the Academy before they die the first unless...you know there are rules about moving into your own timeline, Thete." Not that he'd ever followed the rules before but she felt the need to bring it up, but that made the more sense now she was thinking about it. He hadn't regenerated so quickly, he'd travelled back in time. That had to be it.
The Doctor took back his sonic screwdriver and placed it in his coat pocket.
When Ushas mentioned Gallifrey, the Doctor reached out to Gallifrey. It was gone. It had been gone for a long time. He quickly wondered had she noticed it was gone. On the safe side, he said nothing.
The thought of Gallifrey had been depressing for the Doctor. She was attacking him from the past and he didn’t like it one bit. Will she stop? She was from his adolescent timeline and he would be asking the same things if he was her. Well, not the exact same questions but he too would be curious.
He held his finger up at Ushas face, “Time lines,” he said ignoring all her comments on two words.
Walking to the door, the Doctor turned before the door and looked at Ushas, “Do you know Spock?”
"So that means you're not going to answer any of my questions?" she asked, clearly annoyed by this. Not that it mattered as such, she didn't want to know about her own future or anything like that, because if she found out Chekov wasn't in it she had no idea what she'd do. "Not even what happened to you?" she looked up into his eyes. They looked old, far too old for the age he should have if he were from the time period as herself.
"Commander Spock, yes," she replied. "He was one of my tutors. He's...something of a mentor I suppose." He'd certainly offered her a great deal of comfort in the past. "Why?" She didn't really trust him, not while he was acting so oddly and refusing to answer anything she asked about.
“No. No. No way. No and no,” he answered. “Aaand No to make it the final no of all Nos.”
He saw the young eyes of Ushas, she was on her first life. She had not tasted Rani yet. There was something different from her dark eyes but he wasn’t sure what it was. There was something human in her. He had seen that look in humans before. He brushed it off. He had no time for that for now.
“Mentor,” the Doctor was surprised and sounded off tone, “I never thought you team up with someone to be a mentor, Ushas. You always stated you work alone,” he said as if he was adolescent. “He must be brilliant than! Someone like you teaming up!” he smiled, that was something the Doctor never knew about Ushas. He had given her some respect to have a heart.
He turned back to the doors, the doors open with cool of its swoosh trek sound, the Doctor turned to left not knowing where he was going, “Um. Research on Vulcans,” he said way to quickly and it was very dry.
Right so he'd finally lost his mind, it was always a matter of time, though she'd always been of the impression Koschei had been the really mad one.
"Yes well things change," she pointed out. He was right of course, her plans before coming here had always been to get her own TARDIS and then to work alone, the whole of time and space at the fingertips. That plan no longer appealed quite so much though, nor had it for a while. "And we haven't teamed up. But Vulcan's are a lot like us, more detatched than most species and I needed his advise on something. Something I didn't think anyone else here would be able to help me with. He is quite brilliant though," she confirmed. "The starship is full of brilliant people. The very best a number of planets have to offer."
"I'm sure the Commander has more important things to be doing with his time, Theta," she pointed out as she followed him. "Perhaps I could help?"
He raised his right eyebrow, “You thought Vulcans would be found on…” he stopped himself. “On Gallifrey,” he finished the line as painful as it was for him to complete.
Snapping his finger, “I need to fit in,” he said eying the uniform. He watched a Bajorian walk by, holding a finger up, "If my research serves me right. That Bajorian is out of time," he made a goofy look, "Unless they signed up early with Starfleet."
"How did you get signed on Starfleet?" he was curious that was one thing that had not happen in the time he was young. "You got kicked out, did you! HA! We did tell you would!"
She looked at him like he was stupid, not for the first time of course. She'd spent most of her time looking at him in that way while they were at the Academy. "No. Of course I didn't, on account of me not being an idiot! I meant he has a similar mindset to that of Gallifreyan's and since that was the closest I was likely to get to someone that might see where I was coming from, on a mental level I chose to talk to him."
"I really don't think you should be doing this," she warned. The last she needed was him here. Rassilon only knew what he might tell Pavel.
"Kicked out? Me? That's far more your style than mine, I was a model student!" Well apart from the bit where she used to correct the tutors and the small incident in which one her experiments got loose and caused a little trouble, but that had hardly been her fault. She had not been kicked out, it may have only been a matter of time though. "I was sick of the Academy, of the knowledge that even once I became a Time Lady I'd be stuck monitoring things. It was a waste of my talents. Theta, we did go through all of this. You, well lets say, bought me a case of hypervodka as a leaving present. Thank you for that by the way."
He elbowed her and smiled, “I thought you appreciate that gift. Have a few bottles stashed away,” he winked at her. Was that old boy coming out of him?
“I had never had the opportunity to meet Vulcan by flesh. Hold on, Spock’s half Vulcan. He has a mother name Amanda. She died on Vulcan…and Vulcan wasn’t there when I was there,” he paused. “Was Vulcan destroyed?” he thought pity for the Vulcan race now. They are like Gallifreyians now. “What happened to the Vulcans?”
"Now why does that not surprise me in the slightest?" she asked.
She nodded at his question about Vulcan, her smile slipping. It really was horrible, the worse thing she oculd imagine happening to anyone. "It was... stupid. Pointless. "Some of them were saved, a handful. I'm not sure what's happening now. I've spoken to anyone about it, I didn't want to disturb Spock. I don't...don't you go breezing in there and upsetting him!" she said. "I'm sure there are plans, to find them a new home, to repopulate the race. I really don't know."
He had a happy boyish look and made a weird sound and bent down when he did, “They got survivors! Are they here? And what do mean don’t disturb Spock?” he never liked when someone told he can’t do anything. The mischief in him was getting boiling excited.
“It’s the USS Enterprise,” the Doctor said happily spreading his arms out in the corridors. “She’s history!” He only knew a few facts about the Enterprise when he was in the future with the traveler. “I love history! Especially! History with the humans! Where no man has gone before,” he said. “Space; the final frontier,” he paused. “I like that. I have to use that somewhere.”
“What was I on about?” he said rubbing his right temple with his index finger. “oh, Ushas, take me to the pointy ear Commander Spock.”
"They're on Earth I think," she replied. "And I mean do not disturb Spock," she said slowly, since apparently he didn't understand even the simplest suggestions now. "I know what you're like and he's just lost his entire planet. He does not need you bothering him with you stupid questions and annoyingly perky personality. Would you have a little respect?"
She rolled her eyes as he spoke. "I know it is, I work here," she pointed out.
She glared at the way he spoke of Spock. She respected the man a lot, he was helpful, nice even and the lack of respect with which Theta was adressing him bothered her. "I don't think I want to do that," she said, her jaw set. She didn't care if he was older than her, she wasn't going to follow his orders just because he was a Time Lord now, or at least she assumed he was. "Why do you want to see him so badly?"
Trusting his instinct, the bold instinct he had always used to be where he was now, the Doctor saw a door and walked in with the swooshing sound. “I am starting to like that,” the Doctor said commenting the door.
Taking Ushas the next room, it was empty just what he needed, “Ushas, Spock’s mother’s death was not supposed to happen of a sudden. This time line is wrong,” he said looking around. “I was requested by an alien name Traveller to fix it. He’s something like our race. But he had limited powers. He contacted me and pulled me here,” the Doctor was talking a wee fast. “I had gone back to attempt to save Amanda from the death of falling. I showed late,” he said sadly. “I am able to return before I appeared. What I did came up a plan to go ahead and gain all the information on Spock and the history on what had happened before Vulcan vanish. What had happen to Vulcan? It was like gone. I did a quick reading and got readings of a black void. Did Vulcan suck in a black hole? The odd was that there was no black hole when I was there?”
She was following him, she was actually bloody following him! She really needed to alert security to his presense on board the ship. He had no right to be here, and yet this was Theta Sigma so for some reason he hadn't.
"Red matter," she said. "Nero, he dropped red matter into the core of the planet, creating a black hole from within the very planet itself. They tried to stop it, but it was too. It was just...too late." She was clearly upset having the discuss what happened, hardly the Ushas he knew from the Academy. Hardly the Ushas she knew from the Academy, she really had changed so much, so quickly. "I'm really not sure this is the best idea though, Theta. I mean...what could Spock possibly tell you? You'd be better off consulting official reports, surely?"
Feeling intelligent, he pulled out his smart brown rimmed glasses out his jacket’s pocket and put them on. He listened to her intently on ever word she spoke. The Time and Space was counting on her. There was no pressure here.
“Red matter,” he had horror look in his eyes and took the glasses off. “How did they get their hands on that? That---“ he raised his chin. Put his hand on his chin, rubbing the chin and turned around walking as was thinking.
Licking his lips and smacked his lips, “How?” he sort took a wild guess at all ready. “Brilliant!” he said cheerful. “Way over the top…red matter,” he said sadly shaking his head.
He put his hands on his hips and looked at Ushas, “No sense reporting what they don’t know,” he said and respectful being truthful of the fact when Gallifrey was gone.
Eventually, security could notice a new being on Earth because player has permission to play security if she must for this part.
Again she glared. "See now this is what I'm talking about! It isn't brilliant! It's... кровопролитный ад it's a tragedy! Do you have any idea what the survivors must be going through?"
"What are you talking about?" she demanded. He'd stopped making sense again. "Spock will not know anything that is not down on official Starfleet records. Perhaps you should just ask them before you go upsetting people."
“I was being rude again,” he said.
He heard speak and there was something he didn’t understand, “what?” He was shocked, he hit the left side of his head because he thought he was hearing foreign language and he had never had that problem before.
He made a stupid look that he misunderstood. He won’t say anything. Matter of fact, he was going to pretend he didn’t make a mistake. He had pride to protect after all, “Ah Yes, those reports,” he said holding his arm out to her trying to cover his mistake.
“When did you become caring for them?” he asked bluntly in a rude fashion. He was rather impressed how defensive she was over Spock too. “That’s wizard!” What had changed her? He smiled, “This you I like.”
“You think I am going to walk out there blazing and upset people?” he asked knowing he was known to do that because he hits people with questions and seemed to take over the room and there are times he was stopped for it.
Speaking, he did walk out, “Well, I got work to do,” he said. “Was hope you would be more helpful, Ushas, but, I take this as a thank you present for the hypervodka.” So, there he goes walking off to be lost cause he had no clue where he started to go. Unless, someone stops him.
"Yes, you were!" she agreed, clearly unimpressed with his behaviour.
She stared at his question. "You don't understand standard Russian?" she asked. "You do have a TARDIS, do you not? Only the last I heard they translated all known languages into one you'd understand?"
He was actually getting more stupid, she was sure of it and that was really saying a lot. "Yes, those reports," she said slowly, clearly patronising him.
"Them? As in other people?" she wasn't entirely sure how to answer in truth. Her relationship with Chekov was private and certainly not something she wished to bring up. "Things change," she simply. "Exposure to different cultures, different people and species, they can alter a person's perception of things. And I really don't care if you like me or not." Because she certainly didn't like him very much at the moment.
"I don't think that's what you'll do. I know that's what you'll do."
"If you get arrested please don't bring my name into it," she called after him. "I rather like it here. There are people I care about and I'd rather not be associated with a trespasser."
He walked back in disturb about the Russian part, “Yes, the TARDIS is capable to translate ALL languages. But some how that didn’t translate,” he said. He made a puzzle look, “That will have to wait. Yes, I do have a TARDIS and yes I am a Time Lord,” he did side look smile, “Like the suit and look.” He was being cheeky.</color>
The shock of hearing me speak Russian?" she offered, smirking slightly.
She looked him up and down, pointedly. "Not especially," she admitted. "You're really not my type at all."
She paused for a moment, trying to decide whether to voice the idea in her head or not. "Your TARDIS, can I see it? Inside it? Whenever's convenient for you, obviously."
Man’s pride, or worst the Time Lord’s male pride, “Sure, we can go right now,” he said. “I can check on the translator,” he said.
“Not your type,” he said. “I don’t have much a choice. It’s a popular look. Though, I never got around getting ginger. You think on the Tenth you will have ginger at least. Not once. That’s the problem about getting new bodies. Romana well she had the choice,” he threw in.
He walked down the corridor, he direction sense at least and was walking back to the hangar bay, “I am happy for you Ushas, it’s nice to see you be with people you like. I never thought you gone this path.” He really thought there was hope for her. She seemed to change. He took that as the bargain price who Ushas is now. Enjoy it when you can.
Well that was easier than expected, and she had intention of checking he was sure.
"I've never been interested in popular," she reminded him, but when he mentioned this being his tenth body she stopped and stared at him, not even pointing out that females had always had more control over their regenerations than the males of their species. "Tenth? Thete how old are you now?"
She actually smiled as she spoke, walking by his side as he did so. "No, neither did I," she admitted. "I-I met someone," she continued, sounding a little nervous. "It's hard to explain but he made me realise there's more to life than science, than being detatched from everything. It's just a shame he's a human really." And she didn't mean that in the 'stupid apes' meaning of the term, she was more referring to his overly limited lifespan, something she thought about as little as possible.
“906 I think? I don’t recall it’s in the 900s,” he said casually. He felt comfortable because this was an old Ushas and he can relate to her. It was good to have a conversation with her again. It had made him forget about his past in a way.
Raising his right eyebrow, the Doctor looked at Ushas with a small smile, “The fuzzy warmth feeling from a human being, eh?’ he said. “Not bad. And everyone told me humans are nothing but trouble. Well, they are but their so brilliant to be with.”
“Humans do give you that perspective,” he said sticking his hands in his pockets. “They are curious and extremely goal oriented. They will never bore you. They might drive you mad but they do mean well but fail. But these humans here for this starship,” he knocked on the wall. “Not bad for humans. But, I bet they got help.”
The Doctor stopped, he held Ushas back. “I so want this,” the swooshing of the door just got him amazed. He walked into the hangar bay.
The blue box was there next to the shuttle. “That’s the TARDIS,” he said snapping his finger and the door opened.
In his 900s. And she doubted he'd held on to his lives as long as some Time Lords had. He'd never been terribly cautious. It certainly put things into perspective. She really wasn't sure she wanted to live that long, but she wasn't going to do anything stupid, not quite so quickly. "Rassilon, that's...old." She didn't ask about Koschei again, she got the feeling she wouldn't like whatever Theta had to say about him. He was probably long gone in Theta's time line.
"It's more than that. He isn't...he's so much more anyone else I've ever met." Theta Sigma included. "He's a genius, a real, true genius. Well he'd have to be wouldn't he? I'm not about to change that much." She watched as he knocked on the wall of the Enterprise. "I haven't asked. I know Starfleet work with a number of other planets but they are rather particular about who they let in here, none of your stupid apes here."
"You're like a child," she pointed out as he held her back. It was almost funny actually. He hadn't grown up at all.
"It doesn't seem to be doing a terribly good job at blending in to it's surroundings, does it?" she asked., moving towards the now open doors. "I mean really, what is that thing?"
“Why grow up,” he said smiling. “Keeps the imagination and creative juices flowing around,” he pointed to his mind.
He rubbed the back of his head, “The chameleon circuit is beyond repair. It worked once when I was Six. But, I he had a knack for things but not a knack for fashion. His taste was unmatchable. He was miserable. Not good looking like me,” he added.
“Well, go on and take a look,” he said happily. He was indeed like a man showing off his red sports car to a young girl. He followed her in, he loved it. He loved the fact he was able to show her a TARDIS. A TARDIS he deserved, well, he had long term borrow term. Well, the owner never knew he loaned the Doctor decided to take it. It was a joy ride in a way.
"I'm fairly confident you can stay imaginative once you pass the age of ten," she pointed out.
"Beyond repair," she repeated. "You mean you can't fix it?" She was pretty sure there were enough incredibly talented engineers on this ship to be able to fix it with a little guidence. She eyed him when he referred to himself as good looking, but decided not to comment.
She stepped inside and smile faintly. It hadn't been that long since she'd been inside one herself of course, but somehow this felt different, probably because there wasn't some unbearable instructor breathing down her neck. "I was thinking I might return to Gallifrey one day," she told him, as she moved towards the console in the centre. "Complete my education at the Academy, get a TARDIS, go travelling. It all depends on Pavel, of course, but I thought it might be nice."
"Pavel?" he asked. It was such a shocker it was a one liner!
"Navigator Pavel Andreievich Chekov," she clarified, looking across at him. "My boyfriend."
“Are you aware human have a fragile life span,” he replied back walking to the controls. He had gone through heart breaks knowing a few humans. “Ushas, you might reconsider not to have a relationship with Pavel…” the Doctor started to get down his knees and pull a grate up. “Ov…That’s Russian’s name…Oh, Ushas you are indeed in love,” he said crawling under. “Ha! You learned Russian from him? Is that what made you slip?”
“I am starting to sound like them,” he said out loud from underneath. He was pulling on a wire, “Ah, here we have…oh…what?”
"Do you think I'm an idiot? Do you honestly think I haven't thought of that?" she asked, angrily. He really did underestimate her. She laughed, but there was no humour in the sound. "Thank you so much for your advise, Thete but I don't think I'll be following it. I'm well aware of what I'm getting myself into, we both do and we've decided to do it anyway because-because that's all in the future and I'm rather enjoying the present with him. We try not to think too far ahead and it's worked so far." If you ignored the fact that she was, at some point, going to have to ask about his chameleon arch.
"And I didn't learn it as such. I still have some of the TARDIS's consciousness inside my mind, I can just understand and speak it. But yes I do seem to have picked up the habit of speaking Russian accidently when I'm especially annoyed.
"If you electrocute yourself and forget who you are can I have your TARDIS?" she asked casually, as she peered down at him on the floor.
“You don’t understand,” he said biting down on a wire and started to mumble with the wire. But, I will have him speak clearly enough for her to understand, “That closeness will attach to you, Ushas is gravely feeling.”
He finally stuck his head out with the wire in his mouth, yes, he’s dim witted at times! He was even talking forgetting the wire was there, “Ushas,” he had the deep look of sadness in those dark brown eyes of his. “You want to have this relationship with Pavel. Go on do it. But, he will live long as a human. I am 900. That’s what about eleven human lives or more or less. You might want consider to go solo when you get you do get your TARDIS,” he added feeling that she will go bad after losing Pavel and than he will have to deal with her in the past.
“Why not live among them? Stay in Starfleet?” he was wondering if that suggestion was wise at all. “Than when Pavel dies,” that was a bad word to say, “then you will be a time lady.” There was a very uncomfortable pause before he mentioned time lady.
He went back under the TARDIS, “You could always travel with me,” he added. It slipped but it was an invitation he threw to her without saying it to her face. Because he knew Gallifrey was gone and she might never have her own TARDIS. The Space and Time might be broken after all this so he had to offer something for the future for the lack having a Time Lady around and keeping an eye on her and make her be different from the future. It was breaking the rules, but, he was the one who was made to break the rules when he can. And this was one of them.
"I understand perfectly," she assured him. There was no way she was going to stop seeing Pavel no matter how painful things might become for her in the future, because right now things were incredible.
"Could we please not talk about my boyfriend's death!" she hissed. "Dear Rassilon, Thete you really are the most insensitive person I've ever met! And I plan to stay in Starfleet, thank you. At least until I'm sure." She wasn't going to rush into things, she didn't want to go to all the trouble of getting a TARDIS only to lose Pavel.
She scoffed at his invitation. "Thanks for the offer but I don't think so," she replied. She was fairly certain she'd try to kill him before very long in that situation. "There's only one person in this universe I have any interest in travelling with and you can try and put me off as much as you like, but that person's Pavel. You could grow me a TARDIS," she suggested, thoughtfully. "I remmeber in one of the theory they mentioned that's who all TARDISes were created, grown from a piece of another."
“You not taking a piece of my TARDIS,” he muttered. That’s what he needed some little teenager time lady to take a piece of his ship. It could be done. He never was interested in it. But he did not like the thought that Ushas was thinking growing a TARDIS. “I am afraid this TARDIS you can’t,” he threw up. “For beginners this TARDIS is attached to me. Harming her will be harming me or vice versa. And on top the ‘Eye of Harmony’ was destroyed on my TARDIS,” he paused. “No Zero room too. My TARDIS had lost a lot. I think she can’t recreate another TARDIS. And…” he avoided bringing up that Gallifrey was gone. “Even if you could they do grow a long time. They don’t appear you know!”