but doesn't it get lonely riding up there to the sun?

GUYS, I JUST REALISED TEN NEEDS ONE OF THESE. SO. UM. HERE'S ONE LONG OVERDUE.

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20 Things You May Not know About Ten

/STICKIES, UNDER CONSTRUCTION oh god this will take forever let us rock

Canonmate.
Family.
Good friend.
Friend.
Companion material.
Likes.
Acquaintance.
Dislikes.
Suspicious/wary of.
Enemy.

( and an awful lot of running )

[Okay, so a hazard of piloting an outdated (but still good!) TARDIS on your own when you were essentially a self-taught pilot was that sometimes, you overshot the mark a little - by a hundred years, a hundred miles, or occasionally something a little more serious.

But he was pretty sure he'd never managed to accidentally overshoot his entire universe before. Although in fairness, that had been before the community got involved, and come to think of it he had accidentally crash-landed on Jacky's ship before...

Okay, so maybe it wasn't the first time. But still, it was a worse oversight than usual. Still, since he'd landed here now, he thought he might as well have a look.

It was when he stepped out of the TARDIS that he had to blink a little and double-check. Because if he was not very much mistaken, he'd just landed somewhere that thousands of people would give their left arm to go to. Namely, the back garden of the Burrow.]

... Ah. Right then.

[He can't quite stop himself beaming as he stands there looking around at the place, though.]

[To say that the past few days had been... interesting... would have been an understatement even by the Doctor's standards. Dealing with unstable and unsavoury people was part of his everyday life, but when said person was someone you saw as a son, under the effects of a virus, it was rather different. Especially when said person was also intent on apparently wrecking all his relationships.

Including the one that he was already wrecking by sheer virtue of his own obliviousness.

Still! Damage control was in order, and since he wasn't in the mood to have any part of the might of Celestial Being brought down against him - and since he was also pretty sick of the obliviousness and moping of certain people who he would not name - he was now busily piloting the TARDIS towards Lagrange point 3, circa 2309.

If truth be told, he'd known this would probably be coming for a while, he thought glumly. Even if this visit was temporary, he knew it was only a matter of time now before Lockon also left the TARDIS for good to go back to the organisation. He hadn't thought it would be quite like this, but... he still wasn't relishing the thought of him leaving, whatever way it happened.

No point in thinking about that though, not when there was going to be some sort of 'throwdown' once they got there. He busily piloted the TARDIS, throwing a final lever so that it materialised right on the Lagrange base.]

Well, here we are.

[The flash of the future for the Doctor comes in a different way than for most. For a start, rather than a single scene, it appears to be a few extremely quick flashes, not all of them accompanied by images but sometimes just voices.

A woman's voice, worried but final-sounding:] You be careful now. Because your song is ending, sir.

[And this changes quickly to an image of the Doctor himself, in an orange spacesuit, looking furious:] They said I was gonna die. They said "he will knock four times" and I think I know what that means, and it doesn't mean right here right now, 'cause I don't hear anyone knocking, do you?!

[And again, the scene shifts, but this time there's no sound. To anyone who knows the Doctor or the TARDIS, they might recognise the surroundings as the TARDIS wardrobe room. An unknown man stands in front of the mirror in there, straightening a bow tie rather nervously before the image simply melts away.]

[END VIDEO +++ BEGIN VOICE POST FUNCTION]

[the Doctor is quiet for a long while before he mutters one word.] ... Spoilers.

[The Doctor had set a course for Pete's World - now that it was connected to the community again, it wasn't exactly rocket science. Well, it was, but that wasn't the point. It wasn't the point, either, that he was pretty much breaking every rule that he'd set down for both himself and her the last time he'd seen Rose. Either way, he was on his way there, and no one else would be any the wiser.

Well. He thought he saw Donna give him a knowing look out of the corner of her eye when he sent the rest of the family off to go and have fun somewhere while he "looked into a small something" - but the inevitable talk could wait until later.

For now, he waited next to this universe's version of the Thames - which, he noted, seemed to be slightly cleaner than the one the London of his universe had to offer - and waited.]

So. It would seem we've got some sort of virus going around again. A mind-reading virus? Thought projection virus? Whatever it is, it's giving me a dreadful headache. It's just a tad annoying, wouldn't you say? I mean, I don't know about you, but quite frankly the idea of someone being able to read my mind is more than a little uncomfortable.

Typical, the one virus which is actually a bother and a nuisance for me to get hit by - not that any of the others weren't but this one is really taking the mickey - and I get hit by it. Not to mention that now I can hear all those other minds chatting away up here. How many must that be, a hundred? Two hundred? Feels like it at least. It's bad enough when they're on the edge of everything, now they're just there! In the thick of it!

... Aaaand this is not a good show of keeping my mind blank. Come on, Doctor, think. Or rather don't, actually. Blank thoughts. Blank blank blank.

So, what I mean to say is, if anyone needs me, I'll be in the TARDIS, trying to keep the old mind blank. So any world-threatening emergencies will just have to wait! Or not, as it happens. We'll see about that. - no, blank thoughts.

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... now I just sound like Setsuna.