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

[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.]

[Well, a promise is a promise, and Ten's promised to take Kratos on this one little trip. Even if he doesn't like it. And he doesn't like it, not at all. The last time he gave in, the last time he felt sorry for someone else and took them back to face their past, she - and he, as well - had almost ended up destroying the universe with the paradox that ended up being created.

So it's natural that he's not too thrilled about his moment of weakness. But... Kratos is sensible, and this time, Ten'll be on hand to do damage control before he needs to.

So he's landed the TARDIS near where Kratos is living and is waiting for him, leaning against the old wooden doorframe.]

[Having located Haruhi (via this RL Here~) and dragged her in some way, shape or form through the driving rain back to the safety of the TARDIS, the Doctor throws his soaking wet coat over the rail as the door swings shut, and begins to help Haruhi as much as he can to the pilot's chair next to the console.

They're both completely soaked, of course, and the Doctor takes only a couple of moments to get the TARDIS back into the safe retreat of the time vortex before he sighs heavily and leans against the console. He's quite honestly expecting a Q and A from both of his daughters right now, but he's not really making eye contact. Yet. There's a Donna-shaped hole in the TARDIS now, and he's sure that he's not the only one who can feel it.]

Blimey, it’s been a while since I posted on here, hasn’t it? Having a full-time companion - make that two full time companions - again hasn’t really been all that conducive to spending time on here. Surprised I’ve been around as often as I have, really.

Not much to report, to be honest. Well, not too much. Well, when I say not too much I mean by my standards. I ran into the Ood again. Actually managed to save them this time round, thanks to Ood Sigma. Oh, that’s right! We saved the world – twice, actually, or at least that much… some of you might have heard about the second time actually, with the Atmos cars and the whole world choking to death. It’s been a while since I saw the Sontarans actually, and to be honest, they’re as warlike and ridiculous as ever. In fact, they're even shorter than I remember. Oh! And I met Martha again. Not sure if any of you remember me mentioning Miss Martha Jones, but she’s doing well for herself. Defending the Earth, brilliant as ever.

Not that I really appreciated being in a female body for that. Honestly, I never realised just how - how really sexist those UNIT chaps could be! I mean, was it really that difficult to tell that I was the Doctor? It was bad enough having Martha question who I was when she phoned me - in the middle of being dragged bra shopping, I might add - but that really just topped it all off. I don't think I've ever been so glad to get back into my own body.

Oh, and while I'm here, I might as well mention that we managed to stop a war that had only been going on for seven days but lasted generations… really, don’t ask, it’s a long story. Mind you, if I see one more gun, I think I might actually… oh, you know what, nevermind.

I don’t much fancy going into the details anyway.

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She… I don’t suppose I can really still believe it. Jenny… she was my daughter, and we hardly got started…

In fact, it was almost the same as when… well, there’s not much point in thinking about that, I suppose. Not anymore.

I told Martha that there’s always something to live for… well, I was right. I’ve still got everyone here, after all. Haruhi - always Haruhi, it's not as if I could let her take second place, not now. Not to mention all the rest.

… Yeah.

... He called me Theta.

Omega.

The TARDIS has locked me out of the control room. I, um. Think she's still mad with me about what happened when I tried to drive her telepathically. So, I've been stuck under TARDIS arrest, really, seeing as I can't use the sonic screwdriver while I'm a pokemon. I had nothing better to do so I've been trying to watch more of that show from Sam's world. The one with me in it, that is.

... Was the first time I regenerated really that unimpressive?

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It's strange, how much I don't really think about, um, stuff. I mean, I'd almost forgotten about Cameca until I saw that, and then I suddenly remembered...

I really am getting old.
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((OOC: lulz I hope you're happy because you've made Ten angst! Things will be destroyed. ^_~))

Menace to society? ME??! Oh, it's bad enough the mothers doing it, but this is just too much, now the DALEKS are touting me as a universal criminal!

.... The genocide thing. It was the only thing I could do... to end it. So many people had died, and I...

What does it matter anyway? They just keep coming back! And all because I didn't actually destroy them when I was ordered to. That's the problem with me, I'm too kind.

.....

We're working on it.

Not like anyone cares.

He' s back.

The Master's back.

I don't know if I should be relieved or worried.








I'm not the only one anymore.