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Post by The 11th Doctor on Jul 10, 2011 18:56:39 GMT -5
The Doctor froze. That was his voice. His SECOND voice. He couldn't let him....no point in hiding. Even now. he heard himself coming closer.
"Hello there!" He said, springing out of the shadows. "I'm The Doctor. And so are you."
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Post by The Second Doctor on Jul 10, 2011 19:15:01 GMT -5
"Hello? We're in here! And in need of some help. Actually make that a lot of help."
The Doctor ran towards the sound of the voice. Well, the girls voice. In his hurry, he all but missed the other. "Hi," it was all but a grunt. He came to... A Tardis! He opened the door and- woah! An Angel was inside. In addition there was the girl and another. He looked at what he had on hand...and had a bad idea. "I have this handled!" he said. The Doctor ran forward and raised his recorder. He slammed it against the angel's head... Where it shattered. "Check that."
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Post by The Phantom on Jul 10, 2011 20:04:53 GMT -5
'Maria' watched as a man entered her TARDIS and struck the Angel on it's head with his recorder. Only for the recorder to break into pieces.
"That probally wasn't the best idea, was it?" She pointed out, "Keep staring at it, I think I have something that might help. Maybe.."
'Maria' slowly backed up try to get to her ship's console.
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Post by The Second Doctor on Jul 10, 2011 20:47:07 GMT -5
"That probally wasn't the best idea, was it?" said the girl. Was this her Tardis? Was she a Timelady?
He nodded. "Agreed. Hey, are you a-"
"Keep staring at it, I think I have something that might help. Maybe.." she walked over too the console. "Ok."
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Post by Rio Keâts on Jul 10, 2011 21:09:24 GMT -5
Well, this had to top Rio’s “top ten strangest days” list. He had looked behind him for a moment and had seen a stone statue of the angel. He opened his mouth to ask whether that had always been there or was his mind playing tricks on him, when she startled him by handing him a measuring tape. Feeling his mouth go dry, he nodded stupidly. He blinked and looked back at the angel, only to see that it had moved at least a meter towards him and Maria. The expression on its face was, to be honest, quite frightening. But he felt a smile quirk on his lips regardless. Two aliens in one day? One with a huge spaceship and the other a stone statue? Score for him.
Maria didn’t seem as amused. “Rio, I suggest moving away from that,” she told him. Rio raised his eyebrows at her, but kept his eyes on it. “Remember when you asked me what I wanted to know?” he asked, stepping closer to the Angel curiously. “I want to know what this thing is. It moved very quickly,” he murmured. He reached out and felt the cold stone under his hand. He withdrew his hand and glanced at her, but then returned his gaze to the angel. She seemed determined not to blink, he figured he could follow suit.
As he put his ears on high alert mode in case she told him further instruction, he could hear two strange noises. It sounded as though things were crumpling, only more… electronically. As soon as one stopped, another one began again, only this time closer. “Is the statue making that noise?” he asked, tilting his head curiously. It certainly didn’t sound as though it were coming from the angel.
But he was being attacked by a carnivorous stone statue. How could the day get any weirder than distorted, ventriloquistic noises coming from said carnivorous statue?
His voice picked up on a voice coming from directly outside of her spaceship. “I smell a quantum lock! No use in hiding!” a voice bellowed. “Who is it this time? Weepers, or did some idiot have a bad day?” the voice demanded, coming closer to the spaceship.
“This idiot has definitely had better days,” Riocard answered.
“Okay, this is so not good. How did a Weeping Angel get into My TARDIS?!” Riocard bit his lip guiltily. Maybe he had forgotten to shut the door, and maybe if he had the angel couldn’t have gotten in. He lowered his eye, making sure to still keep an eye on the base of the statue. “Hello? We’re in here! And in need of some help. Actually make that a lot of help.”
Riocard couldn’t understand the fright in her voice. But she knew more than him about this kind of thing, so he tried to take the situation seriously. But instead of being as frightened as he should be, he was deeply intrigued by the stone creature before him. “Hello there!” an entirely too cheerful voice chirped just beyond the spaceship. Rio felt his heart sink; their savior was going to get distracted by some lonely homeless man trying to hold a conversation. “I’m the Doctor. And so are you.”
He tilted his head. What kind of strange conversation was that? But he didn’t have time to ponder over the true meaning behind such a statement, because a man with a recorder stormed in. Riocard raised his eyebrows as he declared to have it under control.
And then the strange man bashed the statue over the head with the recorder.
He wasn’t sure just then which was stranger; the carnivorous stone statue, or the man attempting to pummel it with a recorder.
“You’re right. You have this all under control,” he said politely. “I’m sure it has quite the migraine now. Good job,” he complimented sincerely.
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Post by The Phantom on Jul 10, 2011 21:31:55 GMT -5
"Oh Rio, your certainly a cheery one." Her voice a bit of sarcasm in it as she made it to the console.
Taking her eyes off of the Angel, she began pressing a series of buttons. When the console sparked, she narrowed her eyes slightly.
"Oh don't you start that now. We have a really dangerous creature here and I'd rather get it far away from where it can kill us and others." 'Maria' argued with her TARDIS quietly as it started to humm as if in agreement. "Now, how about a super nova? "
She spun two different gears, then pressed her palm down onto a small red button. The TARDIS obviously had other plans, as a bright light surrounded the weeping angel for a second, blinding everyone temporarily inside of the ship. Only to leave a clear space where the angel stood.
"What was that?" 'Maria' asked, pacifically to her TARDIS then anyone else. "How... What.. ... I wonder if I could do that again..."
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Post by The Second Doctor on Jul 10, 2011 22:13:12 GMT -5
The Doctor listened intently to the girl's rambling at her Tardis console. What was saying? Sparks flew and she seemed on edge. Then, a blinding light came over the Angel, and it was gone.
His eyes widened at her control of the Tardis. "You're a Timelady!" he said, running forward and shaking her hand. His excitement was easily visible. "I though I was the only Galifreyan left." he said.
He almost asked if Riocard was too, but...
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Post by The Phantom on Jul 10, 2011 22:28:33 GMT -5
"Yes I am. Your a Timelord then?" She smiled lightly at him as he shook her hand. Then a confused look grew on her face. "What do you mean the last? Did.. What happened?"
She had no idea what had happened to her home planet while she was stranded on earth. On top of that, she didn't really know how to fix her TARDIS after it malfunctioned. She, after all very young for a timelady/lord, only been through one regeneration and that was shortly before she landed on Earth to hopefully repair her ship.
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Post by The Second Doctor on Jul 10, 2011 23:48:59 GMT -5
The Doctors excitement wiped off like wax when she asked about him being the last Timelord (which evidently he was not.) "It's...best not to think about it." he said grimly.
He was distracted easily. Glancing at the floor, he saw his broken recorder. "No! That was an antique!" he said remorsefully.
He kneeled down and picked up the top piece, attempting to blow out of it. A shrill sound came out, and the piece he was holding shattered. "I'll never get another one like it."
With the attention spam of a five-year old, he again changed focus. "Who are you?" he asked, pointing at Riocard.
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Post by Rio Keâts on Jul 11, 2011 1:42:06 GMT -5
“Oh Rio, your certainly a cheery one,” the woman said. Her voice held sarcasm, but as to the reason, Riocard was clueless. He nibbled his lower lip, unsure if he had managed to make her angry at him. He mumbled a quiet apology under his breath, feeling for the first time that the situation was uncomfortably out of his control. He could deal with humans; he had maneuvered his way from gunpoint with his charm more than once. He had an intricate knowledge of how his own species worked, but this way out of his league. He was at the mercy of the two strangers – a lady that was lying about her name and a man who tried to break stone with a flimsy, wooden recorder.
He was not feeling at all cheerful. He hated the feeling of helplessness.
“Oh don’t you start that now,” the woman muttered to her console. Rio felt his stomach drop and his legs were shaking. Not so much out of fear, but from the rush of angry adrenaline he felt. He raised his hand to his mouth and bit down sharply on the knuckle of index finger, glaring daggers at the statue. “We have a really dangerous creature here and I’d rather get it far away from where it can kill us and others. Now, how about a super nova?” As she continued to talk, Rio felt his mouth go dry.
He tore his eyes away from the angel, about to snarl at someone – anyone – when he realized he couldn’t see. The light stung his eyes, and he raised his hands to them. He felt the anger within him die down to a manageable grumble instead of its previous roar. “What was that?” Maria asked. Riocard shrugged, refusing to move his hands from his eyes for fear that they would see the frustration festering within the usually patient, laid-back man.
“You’re a Timelady!” the recorder-man declared. A Timelady? Rio lowered his hands, staring studiously at the pair. “I thought I was the only Gallifreyan left,” the man continued, visibly excited. His happiness eased some of Rio’s confused frustration, and a small smile tugged on his face. He didn’t know what a Gallifreyan or a Timelady was, but the way that the recorder man had spoken them made him realize that they were important. They were also possible the same thing.
He leaned against one of the walls of the spaceship, listening to their conversation intently. The Recorder’s apparent excitement over finding another Gallifreyan, and Maria’s cluelessness regarding the fate of her own kind. He glanced towards the man, and almost opened his mouth to say a few words of sympathy, but he couldn’t find the words. He instead looked down at his hand. He could still feel the cold, rough surface of the statue and he wriggled his fingers experimentally.
The noise from the recorder made him nearly jump out of his skin. It threatened to push the human over the edge, his mind struggling to make sense of everything. He stared at the piece of recorder almost as forlornly as the owner. “No! That was an antique!” the man lamented.
“An antique right out of flea market,” Riocard said coldly, the sentence coming out far more viciously than he had intended. He cleared his throat and looked apologetically at the man. “Sorry. I didn’t mean that. Did someone give it to you?” he asked, taking a wary step closer. His face was still pale with a faint tint of green, but Rio had gotten over his initial wave of culture shock.
He hoped.
The man turned to him with such curiosity and flourish that Rio flinched away. “R-Rio,” he stammered, bright green eyes wide. He blinked several times and looked down at his feet. “I’m just human. Nothing special,” he muttered.
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Post by The Phantom on Jul 11, 2011 1:57:35 GMT -5
"What do you mean 'nothing special?' I actually think your pretty important if you got into my TARDIS." She smiled lightly at him. "And you managed to stay alive with a Weeping angel on board. Trust me, those creatures are clever, patience, and from what I have read. Incredibly fast."
She then look at her monitor and sighed a bit annoyed at it. "Why are you not working? Honestly.. First she refuses to fly and now the bloody monitor is on the fritz."
Turning back towards Rio, she looked up at him curiousity showing in her sea-green eyes. "So... Exactly how short am I?"
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Post by The Second Doctor on Jul 11, 2011 9:16:04 GMT -5
“An antique right out of flea market,”
Before the Doctor had time to be offended, the man apologized.
“Sorry. I didn’t mean that. Did someone give it to you?"
"Oh, no one special, he was only the fifteenth in his bloodline. You know how royalty is. Come to think of it, you probably don't know how royalty is. Ah, no matter." he said, in a jumble of words.
He mouth was dry from talking, but he asked the man his name.
“R-Rio,”
"Well, nice to meet you Rio, I'm the Doctor." he said with a smile.
"I'm just human. Nothing special,”
"Being human doesn't make you not special*, in fact, humans are very special. You're in a time machine with two aliens. That's pretty special." he commented.
The girl apparently agreed, as she said something of her own. The Doctor nodded in aggreement. Then she asked how tall she was. She looked about 4'9, but as she hadn't asked him, he wouldn't answer.
*I kinda stumbled over that sentence. Sorry :/
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Post by Rio Keâts on Jul 11, 2011 14:50:09 GMT -5
“Oh no one special,” the strange man said, appearing to wave off Rio’s concern about who had given him the supposedly irreplaceable recorder. “He was only the fifteenth in his bloodline. You know how royalty is. Come to think of it, you probably don’t know how royalty is. Ah, no matter,” the man rambled. Rio raised his eyebrows, and was about to tell him that he did in fact know royalty, and had rescued a prince with the assist of his father, when the stranger introduced himself as the Doctor.
“What do you mean ‘nothing special?’ I actually think your pretty important if you got into my TARDIS,” the woman told him with a smile. Riocard stared down at his feet, wondering whether or not he should remind her that she hadn’t locked the door, and if he hadn’t gotten inside of her -- what had she called it? TARDIS? – spaceship thing, neither would the statue. “And you managed to stay alive with a Weeping Angel on board. Trust me, those creatures are clever, patience, and from what I have read. Incredibly fast,” she continued. Rio raised his eyes skeptically to her.
He hadn’t done anything except pet the statue. He had been rooted to the spot, too fascinated to be scared. Even the strange man with the recorder – the Doctor – had done more.
Feeling grateful when she turned back to her console, Rio let out a breath of relief. Vibrant eyes surveyed his surroundings once more – this time with leisure now that there wasn’t a statue trying to murder him – and landed back on the Doctor as he began to speak. “Being human doesn’t make you not special,” the Doctor insisted. “In fact, humans are very special. You’re in a time machine with two aliens. That’s pretty special,”
“That’s not what I meant at all. Humans are special,” he agreed, “but not this one in particular,” he finished easily. And it was true; in a universe that was apparently teeming with life, Riocard was wholly insignificant. He was homeless, illiterate, and… this conversation was really killing his self-esteem. He cleared his throat, cheeks tinged a light red at the undeserved compliments. “Let’s drop this subject. It’s embarrassing.”
“Exactly how tall am I?”
Riocard examined her thoughtfully, bouncing the measuring tape in his hand studiously. “The question would be more appropriate, mon petit lapin, if you phrased it has ‘how short am I?’” he teased, grinning widely. He walked closer to her and put his hand to his chin, assuming a mockingly thoughtful position. “I’d say around a meter,” he said wisely, and glanced over to the Doctor. “Wouldn’t you?”
He handed her the measuring tape and stepped back. He opened his mouth to make another witty response, when he froze. A snippet of something the Doctor had said earlier flitted through his mind quickly: a time machine. Rio's eyes lit up and he fixed the two aliens in a bright, happy stare.
“Wait! This is a time machine?! And here I thought it was just a spaceship! That’s so cool!” his grin threatened to split his face as he bounced on his feet happily. “So you could go to any time? Any time?”
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Post by The Phantom on Jul 11, 2011 15:12:14 GMT -5
She used the measuring tape to get an estimate of her height. Pouting as she mutter, "Great I'm shorter then I was before."
“Wait! This is a time machine?! And here I thought it was just a spaceship! That’s so cool!"
She could see the excitement that was in him practically bounce of the walls of her ship. Watching him, she began laughing quietly.
"So you could go to any time? Any time?”
"Well not exactly, I can't go into my own timeline or change fixed events." She explained. "Oh my name isn't Maria. Sorry about lying ealier, I'm actually known as The Phantom."
The Phantom smiled sheepishly, as she looked over at the monitor again. Only to once again pout at the fact that it wasn't working.
"And I can't go anywhere until I fix my TARDIS." She added as she subconsciously started rubbing her sliver locket. "At least I know the red and blue wires don't go together... And I still have to find that bug, before it does anymore damage."
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Post by The 11th Doctor on Jul 11, 2011 17:55:49 GMT -5
(You're Two, not 8. 9, 10 or Eleven. You don't KNOW Gallifrey is destroyed. The Time war hasn't happened yet. As a result, you are one out of a billion Gallifreyans, and that statement is Canonically inaccurate) The Angel screamed as it vanished. It felt a deep welling up of fear, and then- _
The Doctor watched as his past self hopelessly pummeled the Angel with a recorder, only for it to break. A minute later, the girl who called herself Maria destroyed it with a flash of blinding light.
Timelady.
He smiled slightly. Then Rio came into the picture. A minute after he and the second doctor introduced themselves, he burst in.
"Hello, how are you? Sorry about the recorder, oh, you're a time lady? You survived the time War? Hello, and nice to meet you. I'm The Doctor, from Gallifrey, in the constellation of Kasterborous. Gone, now, stuck in a little Time loop." He turned to the Second doctor. "By the way, forget the words Time War, Time loop, and Eleventh Incarnation. Wait I didn't say that last one, did I? Oh, well. Do any of you have fezzes?"
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