The Doctor needs more days like this. (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} daftoldface) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} utr_logs,@ 2011-12-11 11:02:00 |
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WHAT: A Father/Daughter Conversation Of Sorts
WHEN: Today, Sunday
WARNINGS: None
The Doctor was tinkering with the TARDIS, trying yet again to see if there was an issue with the time compressor and that's why they were stuck in the timeline. Alternate universe, no problem, but being caught away from the vortex was oddly disturbing.
Rose was off somewhere, maybe helping the other Rose with her wedding to the other him. Really, how this place wasn't just crawling with reapers the Doctor simply couldn't understand. At any rate, he was glad for it. They'd go for Eleven first, but they'd get around to him quick enough.
Sighing, he reached for a spanner. There he went again, only thinking of the bad. Need to work on that, really. He had so many things to be grateful for.