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i_amthedoctor (i_amthedoctor) wrote in we_coexist,
@ 2009-06-14 22:05:00

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jeannie, the doctor

Dr. Who has become unstuck in time TAG Jeannie
Enough of this already. The Doctor was a traveler, a scientist without parallel and not happy to be stuck in one place for very long. It was time to go.

“RIGHT!” The Doctor ran around the control room of the TARDIS and prepared fold time-space to get the hell out of this City. It had been 6 attempts so far, but this time he had an “Ace” up his sleeve. His meeting with his old protégé had reminded him that the TARDIS had something in its storerooms. A huge amount of Nitro-9.

It took a few weeks to set the charges all over the City. Careful not to have them in place of any living beings. Every power station, feed and switching grid he found were now rigged to explode with a flip of a switch. To be sure, the Doctor also had constructed an EMP generator that should fry every conventional circuit in 50 miles.

The TARDIS was not conventional.

The Doctor took a few photos, bought a couple of postcards, and made sure to leave a nice note for Ace. The TARDIS powered up, beginning it slow dematerialization. The Doctor smiled to himself and triggered the explosives. The City was rocked by 156 well placed bombs knocking out all the power they could. “AWW now for the icing!” The Doctor flipped a large paddle switch and the EMP sent a blue electronic wave over the City short circuiting anything more complicated than a toaster oven. VWOOORPP VWOOORP VWOOORP! The TARDIS phased out of this reality and fell into a wormhole.

Then it stopped. The Doctor was thrown across the control room, as the force of the deceleration was more than even the inertial dampeners could compensate for. “Oh no, what now.” The Doctor crawled to the console and peered into a viewer to see where he was. He Wasn’t anywhere it turned out The TARDIS was in the time stream, but it was not moving. It was stuck between moments and places. The ship strained around him trying to move on. Reality glimmered at the point the ship had been in the City.

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i_blink
2009-06-18 07:34 pm UTC (link)

Do not open the red door. It is not fixed. Do not open the red door. It is not fixed. Do not open the red door. It is not fixed. Jeannie repeated it in her mind as she mad her way through what she could only assume was the lab that had been mentioned. But oh, it was very, very tempting to open the red door. She could blink and fix it. Then she could see what was on the other side. Her curiosity was very strong.

But she was just as curious about the man that had yelled at her. He had an accent. Could people with accents become police officers? But then, they were in The City, she supposed that there were all sorts of people that could be policemen here. As difficult as it was, she eased her way past the red door, both without fixing it and without opening it.

She could always come back and do that later.

Jeannie arrived in the control room just in time to dodge what looked like some sort of gauge. Ducking low to avoid getting hit in the face, she exclaimed, “Oh dear!” As she straightened, taking in the room and the contents, her eyes grew wider and she managed to gasp, “Oh my.”

And she had thought the room with the stairs was odd! Then she got a good look at the man standing there. Well he was standing at the moment, but he looked as though he might burst into motion at any second. He wore a suit, and a tie. He had glasses. And tennis shoes.

“You are not a police officer.”

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i_amthedoctor
2009-07-01 12:06 am UTC (link)

"Err no. Not that I have anything against police in general." Why would she think he was... " OHH the TARDIS!" he exclaimed. "It just looks like that on the outside miss. You are in a spacecraft."

"How are you even here?" The TARDIS groaned in its tug of war against the City. Why was she dressed in ancient Persian would be another valid question, but that one could wait.

"It's a pleasure to have company, but I am afraid I need to get us out of here before we both get torn into atoms." The floor shifted underneath them. The Doctor adjusted his glasses and feverishly worked on shutting down the ship. "Who are you, anyway? I'm The Doctor." A warning bell chimed as something else began leaking in the control room.

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i_blink
2009-07-01 10:53 pm UTC (link)

Jeannie opened her mouth to reply, but what came out was a rather girly squeal as something greenish oozed across the floor. Her reaction was purely instinctual. Before the viscous fluid could reach her shoes, Jeannie blinked. Not only was the fluid gone, the leak had been repaired to prevent it from happening again.

Satisfied that she was not going to be stained by anything else, she finally said, “I am Jeannie. And I do not think I want to be torn into atoms. I am not sure what an atom is, but it does not sound pleasant.”

She considered what he had said and came to a conclusion. If they stayed here they would be torn up, and she really did not want that to happen. Especially since he seemed like such a nice doctor. She liked doctors in general, and this one looked very interesting indeed. So she would simply have to help him.

Crossing her arms one over the other and holding them at chest height, she blinked and nodded. There was a small flash of light and then both of them were standing on solid ground in the park where Jeannie had first seen the odd blue box. “There,” she beamed, quite pleased with her initiative. “Now we will not be atoms in your space box.”

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