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The Doctor (fromgallifrey) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

"No." He said it plainly. He certainly wasn't a wizard nor was he 'just a bloke,' either. The Doctor had spent the last eight days trying to avoid telling anyone about himself; partly out of fear that what had happened on Midnight might happen here, too. A bunch of humans running about blaming him for everything. Somehow with all of them, it was always his fault.

"I'm quite certain time has not stood still, it always keeps moving," the Doctor was quite certain of that bit. It would take a lot of energy to stop time; to invert temporal fields and keep the bowels of time from clanking away. No, time kept moving in all their universes. He wondered what Tonks' universe was doing right then.

"Favorite place?" The Doctor sort of shook his head. He really couldn't say. It wouldn't make any sense. He could never go back to his favorite place again.

"Won't you look at that," he said, his pace slowing a bit to take in the structure. "Has good bones, this one," he said, referring to the construction; a lesser structure would have fallen in on itself long ago.