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The Doctor [Ten] always brings a banana to a party (dontwanttogo) wrote in timestoodlogs,
@ 2014-07-05 14:07:00

Entry tags:

amy pond, damon salvatore, katherine pierce, the doctor (10), the doctor (11)

Who - The Doctor (10)and open to everyone!
What - Arrival Thread!!!
Where - An alleyway in London
When -  Today
Rating - Unknown yet 
Status -  In Progress 

"Because, I don't want to go."  The Doctor said, as he closed the TARDIS door.  Knowing, that soon he would forget what had just happened.  What they ahd just done to save Gallifrey, and be left only with the memory that it had been destroyed.  Sure, he'd remember some of the last few days.  But, most of it would be a blur.  It had already started to fade.  He headed to the controls, at a more subdued pace than usual, with none of his usual energetic flair.  Wondering where to head next.  But, it seemed that the TARDIS had her own ideas, as she materialised in London, July 2014.  Curious, as to why, The Doctor actually did a scan to see.  Only to discover that there was some form of temporal anomaly.  A rift in time and space.  Now this he had to see.  Coat billowing behind him, he left the TARDIS, running towards the source of the anomaly, skidding to a halt in front of the crack in the fabric of reality.  Startled by what he found.  A number of people stumbling through.  Their faces shocked and confused.  "What?"  he declared.  Oh, this was not good.

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believesownlies
2014-07-05 04:19 pm UTC (link)

The last thing Katherine remembered was the fight with Elena. Catty behaviour right to the end, she had been preparing to rip the little bitch's heart right out of her chest, end the very life of the girl who had stolen everything from her, and then....she wasn't sure what had happened. It was all blank, like she'd blacked out and now she was...well, she wasn't sure where she was, but she was surrounded by a group of people she didn't recognize.

She wasn't sure what was going on, but she intended on finding some answers. And soon. She saw a man coming towards them, skidding to a stop just in front of them and she narrowed her eyes at him. "Did you do this?" she asked roughly. She had already been having a bad day before being kidnapped by some scrawny guy in terrible clothes.

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someonehasto
2014-07-05 06:17 pm UTC (link)

Damon had accepted his fate. He'd know there was always a chance that the spell wouldn't work. That he'd be stuck on the other side while it collapsed. Elena and Stefan's reaction to him not coming back had broken his heart. But, he didn't have a choice. He couldn't go back.

Then, as the end came. As the supernatural purgatory collapsed around them, he took Bonnie's hand in his...and then her hand was gone. And, he didn't know where he was. Where ever it was didn't look like Mystic Falls. Was this hell?

But then, he heard her voice, as she spoke to the skinny man skidding to a halt in front of them. And, in a second he was stood by her, turning her to look at him.

"Elena, no you shouldn't be here. What did you do?" She couldn't be dead too. She couldn't. A beat later, he realised his mistake. "Katherine." He spat out her name. "This really must be hell."

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believesownlies
2014-07-05 06:25 pm UTC (link)

Katherine was waiting for an answer when she heard a familiar voice. A familiar voice mistaking her for Elena. She was just about to take the role, go with it and play Elena whe Damon realized his mistake. So instead of soft, delicate features when she turned to face him, she was all smirks and seductress. "Damon," she nodded in his direction.

"Hell?" she arched an eyebrow at him and let out a soft chuckle, "Doubt it. Why on earth would you be expecting that anyway?" she asked, genuinely confused.

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sassyfairytale
2014-07-05 06:43 pm UTC (link)

They had been having yet another bitchfest about the lack of proper tea in Manhattan. Amy and Rory, the former companions of the Doctor, now forced into retirement by the Weeping Angels.

And then she blinked.

And once again Amy Williams, Amelia Pond, the girl who waited with the fairytale name, found herself pulled into a new place, a new time.

"Oh no. Oh no." Because who else could have done this? She saw the other two people, strange and new, and that wasn't a surprise. What was a surprise was the other man there. She had never met him in person, really, but she had seen the pictures in the TARDIS.

"This isn't hell, this is him, OI!" She strode towards the man she just knew had to be the Doctor. "What did you do this time? Send me back, you hear me? You send me back to Rory right now or I will smack you so hard every single one of your regenerations will feel it."

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dontwanttogo
2014-07-05 07:07 pm UTC (link)

The Doctor blinked as first the beautiful brunette, and the then the angry scottish red head accused him of being responsible for this. Now, he knew there had been times he had been responsible. But, really. This time it wasn't his fault.

"What?" He declared, again. "Oh, don't tell me. You were one of his companions? My future self?"

He flashed a grin, pulling out his sonic screwdriver. "It's a temporal anomaly. Well, a rift in time and space." He said, stepping around them all to get a closer look. "I could try reversing the polarity."

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believesownlies
2014-07-05 07:39 pm UTC (link)

Katherine turned her head as the redheaded woman addressed her comment about Hell. Well, she was at least on the right track of thought, wasn't she? Not Hell, and it was the guy in the tack clothes' fault. She couldn't deny, she was a little smug at being right, here.

"You know him?" she asked curiously, but she wasn't even sure the woman heard her because she strode off to confront the guy that was, apparently, at the center of whatever was happening right now.

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sassyfairytale
2014-07-05 09:02 pm UTC (link)

Amy searched through her memories of the TARDIS and the Doctor and the things she had seen, and figured the man in front of her was the Tenth, maybe the Ninth, it was easy to lose count sometimes.

"Companion is one way of putting it," she had to smirk before turning to the brunette. "I sort of know him. It's complicated. I know him in his future. Not only that, but I'm sort of his mother-in-law. And so you," she spun back again, pointing an accusing finger in the Doctor's face. "You are going to send me back to my husband, or repeat whatever you did and bring him here, as long as it wouldn't break time and space or whatever, and don't you give me any of that reversing the polarity nonsense, when has that ever worked for you? Nine hundred plus years, tell me one time it worked."

Rant over, deep breath, before she turned to the mysterious pair with a smile that still had a hint of exasperation. "Amy Pond. And he's the Doctor. And you are?"

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believesownlies
2014-07-05 09:22 pm UTC (link)

"You...what?" Katherine frowned as the woman babbled about future versions of and being a mother-in-law to the guy. She was pretty sure she was younger than him. Then again, no one knew better than Katherine how looks could be deceiving. She certainly didn't look her age, either.

She was still really confused and not entirely sure what was going on, even by listening to the pair of them talk. "Katherine," she offered in return with a slight nod.

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someonehasto
2014-07-05 10:13 pm UTC (link)

"Because we're both de....", Damon started to say, a smirk spreading across his face. Before they were interrupted by the red head. He was simultaneously amused and irritated by the woman, as she ranted at the man she obviously knew.

"Damon Salvatore. Now, repeat that. In English? Because none of what you just said, made any sense!" The vampire said, gesturing with his hands.

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	believesownlies 2014-07-05 10:50 pm UTC (link)
	"Wa- wai- wait," she held up a hand at Amy, her focus completely on Damon for now. "We're both what?" Because she had a pretty good idea of what he was going to say and if she was right? She was pissed. And she wanted answers. Yesterday. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	someonehasto 2014-07-06 09:32 am UTC (link)
	"Dead, Kitty Kat. We're both dead." He almost shouted at the woman who'd broken his heart more times than he could count. Who'd tried to ruin his happiness at every point in his life that she could. "You died, months ago. Stefan, killed you. It was epic, you really didn't think he would." He frowned, then. "Don't you remember?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

believesownlies
2014-07-06 03:06 pm UTC (link)

The words, though they were the ones she had expected, hit her like a ton of bricks. Dead. She was dead and- why couldn't she remember that? She was pretty sure she would remember something as significant as the end of her freaking life! "What are you talking about?" she snapped at him. "I am not dead! I am fine, I was about to kill that little bitch for stealing my life."

Months? She had been dead for months? And it was Stefan? "Why?" she asked, a frown etched into her features.

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	dontwanttogo 2014-07-06 11:31 am UTC (link)
	"Hey hey hey!" he said hands held up in surrender. "Not my fault, this time. Why do people always think it's my fault?" He held his screwdriver in front of him, scanning the almost invisible rift in front of him. Before turning back to Amy. "Wait? What! Mother-in-Law?" He declared as what she had said, actually sank in. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	sassyfairytale 2014-07-06 12:40 pm UTC (link)
	She couldn't resist. Just could not resist doing it, and despite the confusion, the seriousness of the situation, Amy just had to smirk at his incredulous question. "Spoilers, sweetie." Oh but her daughter would be proud. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	dontwanttogo 2014-07-06 02:33 pm UTC (link)
	Spoilers, sweetie? That was a phrase he'd heard before. Back when he was still traveling with Donna. From a woman who'd known exactly who he was, and yet they'd never met, not in his timeline anyway. And he'd watched her died. He'd done what he could for her. "Now, you just sound like River Song." He declared. "Actually, no. I don't want to know." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

sassyfairytale
2014-07-06 02:53 pm UTC (link)

Oh, so he had met her daughter, that was interesting. Amy simply smiled, the glint in her eyes the only sign that she had a private joke going on in her mind.

"Not going to tell you anyway, avoiding rewriting time and all. At least on that bit. That bit has to happen. For so so many reasons." Because time mattered, laws and all that stuff, but mostly, above all other things, because River and the Doctor needed each other. Their weird little family.

"So, how do we go about fixing time then?"

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callmefred
2014-07-06 11:07 am UTC (link)

There was only one TARDIS that made that noise. He'd gone and left the breaks on. He always did and really, he should know better by now. Romanadvoratrelunder, Former President of Gallifrey looked up, fully aware that things were far from as they should be. There had been a judder. A moment of shock and...

Oh well that was new. She was ginger. And taller. And on earth.

"Doctor what did you DO" she sighed, standing up and quickly moving to find the TARDIS. Find it find...

Him.

Find him. Oh he looked different. He'd regenerated but he'd sense another of his people good enough. Maybe he'd know it was her, or think she was the Rani or something. Maybe she could whine about science and confuse him.

Or maybe she'd just yell.

"This isn't right you know. This is beyond wrong. And you, you have something to do with it, don't you?"

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dontwanttogo
2014-07-06 11:22 am UTC (link)

The Doctor turned as he heard his name said by an unfamiliar voice, but in a very familiar tone. He saw the red head standing there, tall and...ginger. That wasn't fair.

But, he knew who she was. He could tell. The tone, the automatically assuming it was his fault. It had to be her. Couldn't be anyone else. But, how was she here? That really was beyond wrong. Regenerated version of her or not...or was it? He couldn't quite remember.

He pushed that niggling feeling aside, and ignored everything she said. Instead he just broke into a big grin. He wasn't alone, he wasn't the last one.

"Romana!" He declared, and within a couple of steps, he pulled her into a big hug. Genuinely please to see her, in spite of the last time they'd seen each other.

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callmefred
2014-07-07 10:11 am UTC (link)

When he ran across and hugged her Romana had a moment of confusion before simply allowing the hug to continue. Oh she was cross at him, he'd done something, pulled a lot of people into this, whereever they were, probably Earth knowing him.

But she didn't know who she was yet. Didn't know if she was kind, or cruel. Serious or jokey. Friendly or insular. She had nothing yet beyond the need to hug the Doctor and a strange craving for jelly babies she expected was simply by being in his proximity during her regeneration cycle. Which it was likely she was still in.

OH that would explain the angry.

"I expect either its your fault or there's some left over...her." she said referring to her previous regeneration. She'd met a version of him, angry, bitter, and sent him off to commit the gravest of sins. The War Doctor and the War Queen. Oh they'd been quite matched in some ways much as they'd mutually disliked each other.

"Any left over him, or are we good?. I'd rather like to like you again"

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the11thhour
2014-07-07 04:42 am UTC (link)

If the Doctor thought that the quantity of stunned people stumbling out of that pesky tear was confusing, the next to follow - along with his particular brand of transportation - was guaranteed to be one hell of a doozy.

A squeal, one that roughly sounded something like a car that was rolling along and very much on the verge of giving in on itself, erupted into the alleyway. Not but a breath afterward, the faintest image of a blue police box began to appear, rapidly growing more and more solid with each and every echo of noise that came along with it. After a final bang, that loud box fell silent and came to a halt.

The TARDIS door lurched open. For a moment, it seemed as though the TARDIS had done so of it's own accord, as there appeared to be no one in the doorway.

That didn't last very long. Hands clasped together, a floppy haired man dressed in a long, purple frock coat (which was, in the Doctor's opinion, much cooler than those shabby monk robes he'd failed to dazzle Clara with earlier) triumphantly stepped outside, lurched forward as if he had his mind set on a particular direction, and then...stopped.

This wasn't where he was supposed to be. No, no. Wrong. Alleyways? Not on the map. This was not the home he'd left Clara behind in and he couldn't possibly have mixed up - oh, well. Right, fine. That was a lie. He might've mixed up the coordinates a bit. Along with the date. Happened once. Or twice. More times than it probably should have, really (though the Doctor wasn't all too keen on the idea of admitting that to anyone, let alone himself). The Doctor lifted a hand to scratch at his head, began to turn on heel to march straight back through the door he'd come out of, and then - out of the corner of his eye - caught sight of the group gathered just a little ways ahead.

There were unfamiliars. A dark-haired woman, along with a blue eyed fellow. Both rather pale, though the Doctor himself surely wasn't one to talk. A few others as well, but the Doctor couldn't see them all too well from the angle they standing at. Then there was one that he did know. His back was turned to him, but the Doctor could place that body anywhere, anytime. Familiar shoulders, familiar lean sort of frame. And the hair. The hair. As if he could still feel it potruding from his head, the Doctor reached up to swipe at his own fringe. Former self. Not good. The Doctor had to leave, quickly, before past-him caught sight of future-him. He didn't know how or why he was here, but he did know that mingling in his own past (and future, from the perspective of his former self) was a guaranteed recipe for trouble.

The Doctor stumbled backward, but before he could climb back into his TARDIS another sight, yet again, kept him from making his exit.

His hearts caught in his chest. No. Impossible.

Amelia Pond.

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dontwanttogo
2014-07-07 09:41 am UTC (link)

The Doctor still had no idea what had caused the fissure, and it seemed to be bringing more and more people. As if random strangers, and a future companion hadn't been bad enough. There was a past companion too. Romana, with a different face, but it was still Romana. Which was impossible. Great, but still impossible. And, she was ginger, which was not fair!

Then he heard it, the unmistakeable sound of the TARDIS landing with the brakes on. His TARDIS. Which had to mean trouble. Another version of himself, again. This was happening far too often for his liking.

All the same, he turned towards the sound, catching the sight of his future self. The one he'd left just hours before. He was paused in the door to the TARDIS staring at Amy Pond, a look on his face The Doctor found all too familiar. It would have been the look on his own face if Rose Tyler had been the one to walk through that crack. The companion lost.

Well, he knew there was no getting rid of him now. May as well accept that trouble was going to happen. Hands in pockets, he strode towards himself.

"Hello, again, future-me."

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callmefred
2014-07-07 10:05 am UTC (link)

Romana blinked. Just twice. Enough to realise that her day had gotten infinitely more confusing. "Two of you?" she sighed, moving across to where the other Time Lords stood. Two Doctors. Neither of which she recognised.

"Only you two could have caused something like this, and now you're both here? You know the risk of that!"

The one with the...was he wearing a bow tie? He seemed stunned by the presence of another woman. Another redhead even and it gave Romana pause, was this another of his companions lost along the way? As Adric had been. If so, she should allow him the time, he wouldn't have her here long, once they solved this, everyone was going back. There were laws about this kind of thing and they were breaking them all.

However much a part of her was glad to see him. Them. Even if they weren't her Doctor.

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sassyfairytale
2014-07-07 10:44 am UTC (link)

Amy could live to over a hundred years old and that sound would be familiar every time. There was a smile in her face before she even turned around, knowing exactly what she would see. And somehow she knew, she just knew that the one coming out of that door would be him, her Doctor.

The other two were there, some woman who the other Doctor clearly knew, as well as him, but they all but melted away in Amy's mind as she stepped forward, eyes locked on him. Always on him.

"My Raggedy Man." She shook her head with a laugh. "I'm not hugging you first." Which was a lie, and they both knew it, and it was with a squeal of happiness that she flung her arms around his neck, clinging onto him. She had never thought she would see him again, not ever, and there he was, all forehead and bow tie, and although she did not regret her choice, not even a little bit, she had missed him.

"Right, okay." She did step back a little, looking at him and nodding decisively. "So. Not a time locked Manhattan. So are we breaking time or something by me being here? And how do we get Rory back? Because, you know, Rory. You can't have one of us without the other, that's a rule." And as much as rules of time and space and all that could be bent, broken or outright ignored, the rule of the Ponds was absolute and could never be changed. So said the defiant redhead.

And thinking of redheads, as much as her questions had been aimed squarely at her Doctor, she was aware that there was the other one there, and the woman who was still a mystery, and oh how Amy hoped she wasn't some weird future daughter again. She loved River deeply, and was so proud of her, but really, one adult child was enough. And so, she turned just slightly to include the others. "Also, hi, I'm Amy."

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the11thhour
2014-07-08 12:34 am UTC (link)

She was alive. She was here. The Doctor reached up to straighten out his bow tie. Not because it particularly needed to be straightened, nor was he all too concerned about his appearance in that very moment. It was something of a habit, one that he had developed early on into this regeneration. The bow tie was a comfort to him. It was real. It was wrapped round his neck, always there. A constant. Normally he'd reach up to adjust it in an act of confidence and determination, but not today. Right there in that moment, the gesture was somewhat feeble. His gaze reflected a deep, familiar sort of sadness. He was looking at an old photograph. An image long lost.

But it wasn't lost. She wasn't lost. That expression of despair collapsed from his face the moment Amy's eyes turned on him. She was real. Very real.

"My Amelia Pond," was the Doctor's response. And then, there she was, yanking him into a hug that he was all too eager to reciprocate. Sadness immediately washed over with outright joy and the Doctor yanked Amy in close, swearing that he would never ever let her go again.

And by never ever, what he really meant was that he clung to her tightly before, finally, releasing her so that he could look her over properly. She looked surprisingly well for someone who had been forced onto an inevitable death path by Weeping Angels. Better than surprisingly well. She was, after all, not dead.

With a fond grin, the Doctor placed a hand along the side of Amy's face and gave her a playful nudge. "I never thought I'd see this brilliant face again." And he shouldn't have. Everything was locked up tight. Even the Doctor couldn't have found a way to manipulate the Ponds out of the prison they'd fallen victim to. So why were they here? And how? The Doctor turned his attention to his former self, hand dropping to Amy's shoulder. "No. Not a time locked Manhattan." He sniffed at the air. "London." And if Rory was already here, Amy would know it by now. The Doctor looked at her one more time, forehead wrinkling with worry. Amy was right: this was a mess. None of them were supposed to be here. Not like this. Not together. They were already testing the balance of the universe; as much as he would have liked to do it, the Doctor knew that he couldn't promise Amy that they'd be able to find Rory. For all he knew, the other Pond had still fallen behind and would stay that way.

His chest ached at the thought. He remembered all too well what had happened the last time that Rory had been lost to them.

Rather than answering Amy, the Doctor chose to speak to himself instead. He'd said again. That suggested that they'd met before, which the Doctor would remember. He did not. "Aside from the TARDIS and my unmistakable good looks and charm, what makes you think that I'm a y - actually, no. That about does it." The Doctor ducked a hand into his jacket and pulled out a flash of silver. He twisted his sonic screwdriver around, green light blinking into sight as he turned in a circle and scanned the area. "What is it, then?" The screwdriver had picked up on something. Something ahead. Something big. Rather than advancing to investigate, the Doctor eyed his tenth self. "What did you do?"

Because, clearly, if there was anyone good at making messes as big as this one, it was definitely himself.

A third had approached him. Another ginger, one that the Doctor could sort out without looking at her for more than a small moment.

She was supposed to be gone, too.

His reaction to her was similar to that of Amy's. A stab of sadness, overpowered by the ignition of a smile. "Well, as far as messes go, they could be a lot worse." He tipped his head to the side, considering. "Probably. Maybe not. Hello, Romana! Good to see you!"

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