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Tweak says, "Am I bovvered?"

The Doctor needs more days like this. (daftoldface) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2011-09-20 17:56:00

Entry tags:

eleventh doctor, ninth doctor

Who: Nine and Eleven. (Get it? Who? OH THE PUNNY.)
When: This evening.
Where: Space. Specifically, Gallifrey.
Warnings: Abuse of space travel, bowties and British slang.

Nine was doing a valiant job of pretending that he wasn't annoyed that they had taken Eleven's TARDIS rather than his own. After all, he was a grown man, and he certainly had to acknowledge that the newer TARDIS was a much smarter idea. Either way, his primary emotion was anxiety at the moment, and jealousy over the said new and improved TARDIS was taking a back seat.

He hadn't asked Rose if she wanted to go; this was something he (and he) had to do alone. His gut instinct told him that Gallifrey was gone for good, and that they'd likely find only dead space. But oh, how he ached to find it whole. To know that maybe somewhere, somehow it still survived would make everything just a little brighter.

"All right then?" They were just about ready to leave.

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daftoldface
2011-09-21 02:54 am UTC (link)

He'd have to get in line, because Nine was busy hugging a rather nice tree that he all but sprinted to, and had no intent in letting it go. For a moment he felt young, unfettered, filled with a joy he had managed to forget he even could try to have.

"My hands... I forgot how amber everything ends up." He was lying, really. He could never forget this, no matter how much he had tried to save himself the heartache.

He would bring Rose here, when she wanted. He couldn't believe that he was really standing here. The red mountains in the distance blurred slightly, but he drew the line at tears and got a hold of himself.

"We probably should be careful. Even if this is a different universe, I doubt we want Rassilon in our business, even if it is a different one."

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