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Twelfth Doctor ([personal profile] not_the_question) wrote in [community profile] ten_fwd2016-03-09 04:08 am
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Hauted by inner demons - OTA Forward dated to early hours Friday

The Doctor has a terrible secret that he has tried to keep somewhat hidden since his return.

He is older. Four point five billion years older. He might have mentioned it to a few people, but he hasn't properly explained to anyone how that all happened. "Stuck in a place" was probably as specific as he got. But the terrible truth was about to be revealed to everyone in the worst way he could imagine.

River might realise what's going on, at least in theory. But it had been very early days on Darillium when he had been forced to tell her. Even in his time now, that seems like ages ago. And for her... well... it had been substantially longer.

The Doctor woke to find himself back in his castle. He sighed heavily. It had been an odd dream anyway. Stuck on a ship that was pure fiction. That was almost worse than being stuck here. At least he knew how the castle worked now.

He got up, dressed and continued his search for Room 12.

He hadn't seen the Veil in some time. He checked the monitors and they showed it to be a surprising distance from him. Good. That means he had more time than he thought. Well, that was good. Maybe if he could confuse it enough, he could get more than his tested maximum of eighty-two minutes.

[ooc: The Doctor will be wandering all over the ship, thinking he is in his Confession Dial. Anyone who happens upon the Doctor will be infused into his nightmare. Some might take on the image of the Veil and others might become 'haunts' from other parts of the Doctor's life. Depending on how the Doctor incorporates your character into the dream will dictate his reaction to them. The goal, should your character choose to accept it, is to wake the Doctor. But, be aware, he believes his life is under threat from the Veil, so he is likely to do a lot of things to try to get somewhere safe. This includes but is not limited to hurting others.]
professorsong: (Seriously?)

[personal profile] professorsong 2016-03-15 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
"Didn't ask for a confession, just a story. You can, of course, lie."
professorsong: (Caught in the act)

[personal profile] professorsong 2016-03-15 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
"Spoilers. She's still here."
professorsong: (Next stop everywhere)

[personal profile] professorsong 2016-03-15 12:34 pm (UTC)(link)
"I like to think that when something is that universal, it's the universe's challenge to us to change it."
professorsong: (You bought that?)

[personal profile] professorsong 2016-03-15 01:17 pm (UTC)(link)
"About that confession dial," she said, might as well see what he'd say now that he was talkative, and see what he'd say after when he was himself again. "You're a time traveler. It could have gone to anyone, at any point in time."
professorsong: (Seriously?)

[personal profile] professorsong 2016-03-15 01:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yes. One. And that was who it went to?" she asked, arching a brow at him.
professorsong: (How much she loves him)

[personal profile] professorsong 2016-03-15 01:58 pm (UTC)(link)
"Has already been delivered. You lived to tell me about it. You escaped this, my love."
professorsong: (Well well well)

[personal profile] professorsong 2016-03-15 04:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh, I'd agree to again, and trapped even, but my love, this time the trap is of your own making. You are trapped in the single scariest place in any universe, in any time; you are trapped in the mind of the Doctor. You trapped yourself, my love. But I'm River Song." Stormcage was easy, but helping him escape this... Well now.
professorsong: (The only way out is down)

[personal profile] professorsong 2016-03-15 07:31 pm (UTC)(link)
"Have I now? Tell me, Doctor, I have enough in me that I had regeneration energy. Will I have one of these myself?" Give him a puzzle, something to think of. Even if it hurt.
professorsong: (Well well well)

[personal profile] professorsong 2016-03-15 07:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"Mmmmm, no, I think if you actually believed me, you'd be trying to have very nearly any other conversation. Which, of course, means that some part of you realizes I am real my love."
professorsong: (One more time)

[personal profile] professorsong 2016-03-15 07:53 pm (UTC)(link)
The consequence that scared her was him harming himself, or doing something he's later regret too badly. She could have caution, she could take her time. He wasn't going anywhere. She would take care of him, as best she could.

"You see, you say that, but you're in there, and I'm out here. You've spent most of today running from me, sweetie."
professorsong: (Spoilers)

[personal profile] professorsong 2016-03-15 09:34 pm (UTC)(link)
And when she heard the sonic, she got to her feet. "I'm a woman if keeping my husband safe, even from himself." Especially from him self. But the sonic meant her time was up. Too dangerous to use the squareness gun when she had no clue how far from the door he was. At least... the proper way.

River drew the gun again, made sure all the safeties were engaged, then slammed the butt of it at a weak point in the door. Great thing that odd ability she had the other day was. She learned ever so much. Sonic would have been better, but she'd take what she could get.

"Hello, sweetie," she said as the door opened.
professorsong: (I will protect him with all that I am)

[personal profile] professorsong 2016-03-16 05:58 pm (UTC)(link)
She was not pleased, and she pushed at the cover to try and get it open before he could activate the lock. Very much never leaving the sonic behind again, lines of her dress be *****ed.

"Will you just wait for once?" she asked. "You can be so infuriating sometimes!"

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