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The Doctor (fromgallifrey) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

He watched her eyes go wider there as the realization that maybe there was more to this Time Lord than even she knew properly. There was lots, in fact, he knew she didn't know yet. That she'd never know, actually. Things he just didn't have the time or the will to tell her outright. Not about Gallifrey and it's obscure and powerful artifacts, about the companions who came before or would certainly come after. No word on the loneliness or rage or any of that -- No, the Doctor didn't see fit to open the TARDIS door more wide than he already had.

As she watched him, the Doctor started at plucking some of the stock on the shelf and moving them around - organizing. He needed something to keep his hands busy, at least for a little while. If his hands were busy than maybe his mind could be occupied and he wouldn't blurt out what was running through his head.

"You still don't know me yet," he said quietly with a knowing look. You didn't know him yet, Rose Tyler. It'd taken him a while to get to know himself - how could she in a few days with half baked stories and quarter truths?

"They sent me back with you," he said in a quiet, albeit higher tone - something intended to be gentle, almost endearing. "Well, not the whole time anyway. Spent a lot of time in a pit with a creature who fancied himself as Satan." The Doctor stuck his lower lip out a little, considering. He could have been Satan, nothing to keep that chap's parents from naming him that, afterall.