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[timey_wimey]

Mobile Phone

"Hi, this is the Doctor. If you've reached this number... well, quite frankly I have no idea how you've managed to get ahold of it unless you happen to be one of Martha's friends still using her old number. In which case... sorry, the phone's mine now. Anyway! If you'd like, you can leave me a message, which I will probably not pick up for a while as I'm probably off being brilliant somewhere.

[BEEP]"

Mobile number: 07700 900461 (It's Martha's old one :B) || Private, (and he doesn't use it often) but ask Ten (or Donna) and you might just get ahold of it. It's a Superphone that works everywhere in the universe, so no country code is required~
Email: timeywimeystuff@wrabbitmail.net || Easily available
IM: timeywimey10 || Easily available

You know the drill, guys! Leave a comment with email/text/voice mail or whatever in the subject line, and mess around that way. :P (And I fully admit that I stole the wrabbitmail.net concept from a Big Finish novel >.>;)

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[ backdated call da yo ]

[timey_wimey]

[ brring brring ]

Hi Feldt, it's me. I got your message. What's up?

[ ring ring ring ring ring bananaphone ]

[givesherflower]

I wanted to talk and get my mind off things... even though it happened a long time ago.

I don't know if I... I ever told you.... [She pauses, but decides to push on. She's already gone ahead and called him. She at least owes him an explanation as to the reason. Especially if she starts sounding weepy or choked up. Already her voice is soft and gentle, as if she were verbally dancing around eggshells. In a way, she was. The eggshells covering her heart and memories. Enough cracks and she'd probably start crying. But she was getting sick of crying.] Today is the day my parents died. I was really little, but I'll never forget them.

Can you tell me how your day has been? Have you visited any new planets lately?

[timey_wimey]

[ there's the sound of fabric shifting on the other end of the line, maybe as he settles himself back into a more comfortable position, lets out a small breath of realisation. her parents. of course. ]

Talking I can do, yeah. [ there's a small "hum" as he thinks. ] Let's see now... I did manage to get somewhere new lately, actually. Found this beautiful little planet where they have a country where the people do everything in complete silence except for one lunar cycle out of every year when the whole place just lights up in a roar of colour and sound. Bit of an odd place, really, but if you catch them during the festival it's something to see. [ his voice is warming up now, sounding enthusiastic. ] Noisiest place in the universe during that time! Can't remember why they started doing it but if you ask them about it they'll tell you it makes them appreciate the value of noise more, doing things this way. They have a whole host of songs written specially for the occasion.

[givesherflower]

That sounds incredible. I'd love to see it some day.

[Her voice actually sounds a little happier-- more wistful, really-- to hear about such a place. And when you're surrounded by a mix of (temporary) peace and fighting, the thought of a festival is enough to lift your spirits. Knowing someone out there was having fun was nice to hear.]

[timey_wimey]

Well, I'd be happy to take you sometime. We'd just have to wait around for the next one, that's all. It wouldn't usually be a bother but having to wait around and handle time like ordinary people does put a few restrictions on the old travelling business.

[ doctor is that really a pout in your voice ]

[givesherflower]

I guess it would, but it'll be worth it. It would depend on how long their years are, since not every planet has the same rotation cycle or calendar system. [She sorta keeps forgetting he's stuck running on linear time. Whoops.]

[timey_wimey]

Well, let's think, if I'm remembering rightly one of their years is roughly equal to, oo... [ you can almost hear him screwing up his face trying to remember ] one-point-six-two of Earth's? Their calendar's a lunar-based one rather than solar which doesn't help things. But yeah, we could be waiting a while to catch that one again unless we find a kind-hearted time agent willing to give us a lift.

[givesherflower]

A time agent? [Ooh, new term.] Do they use time travel like you did?

[timey_wimey]

Yeah, but in a different way. They're a human operation that exists between the 49th and 52nd centuries, though of course because they time travel their operatives turn up in almost every time period you can think of. They have missions, secrecy, all of that, because their general modus operandi is to go around changing things in the past without letting it be known that they've actually changed anything at all. But yeah, they get around using vortex manipulators that they wear on their wrists. Time travel without a capsule, it's a killer [ usually not literally... ] but it gets the job done in a pinch at least.

[givesherflower]

That's incredible... [You can hear the fascination in her voice.]

[timey_wimey]

It's definitely something. They're a pretty feared presence to those who are in the know about their existence. Though between you and me, compared to the TARDIS those vortex manipulators of theirs are like, I dunno, a tricycle or something. Actually, nah, a pogo stick's a better comparison.

[givesherflower]

[Please hold while there's some faint keyboard tapping as she looks up what a pogo stick is. ...Wow. That's a piece of crap.]

They don't sound like they'd be very comfortable... or useful.

[timey_wimey]

No, not particularly. Well, they're fine if you're just transporting one person, but any more than that and things start to get a bit hairy. But like I said, time travel without a capsule's a bit suspect to begin with anyway if you ask me.

[givesherflower]

Hmm... then maybe we're better off taking the slow path to their next festival.

[timey_wimey]

Yeah, probably. [ beat. ] Let's see how long it takes before we get impatient enough to take that back.

[givesherflower]

I've lived on the slow path for most of my life. I think I can handle it. [Now you on the other hand, papa dearest...]

[timey_wimey]

[ huff huff ] I still don't know how you people do it, honestly.

[givesherflower]

If it's something you grow up with, you grow accustomed to it. Sometimes, not always. I guess time is no exception.

[timey_wimey]

[ mulishly ] I guess. Even after living a year of it I still can't fathom it.

[givesherflower]

Has it only been a year? It almost feels longer.

[timey_wimey]

Dunno. Might have been, I've been losing track on purpose in an effort to try and keep things interesting. No, hang on, I think I was on the Ptolemaios for a year, and then I left, and since then it's been... I dunno. Like I said, I lost track.

[givesherflower]

Maybe it's better that way, losing track of time. I guess that would make things feel almost like they used to be.

accidental clicking of the ban button no bad

[timey_wimey]

Almost, yeah. Harder to do than you'd think, mind.

;D; why do you hate meeeeeee???

[givesherflower]

I guess so, but you'd know better than me in that position.

it's not you it's me-- /shot

[timey_wimey]

Well, I should hope so.