The Doctor (
rude_not_ginger) wrote2008-05-27 10:01 pm
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After this.
The things he promised himself he'd never do.
1) Never fall in love with a companion
2) Never bend the laws of time so far they break
3) Go back to Gallifrey
Well, he was having a rather productive Saturday, wasn't he?
He watched Romana sleep for a long while and eventually left the bed to make them some tea. It wouldn't be so bad, once she got over the shock and the breaking of the timeline and the destruction of her home world...
He sighed as he put the kettle on. He should never have gone back. Never have pulled her from what she knew. But then again, if he did she'd be dead. And he couldn't lose her, not after everything.
He grabbed some toast and the tea and headed back towards his bedroom. She'd wake up soon (one could only hope) and at least she'd have some breakfast ready.
The things he promised himself he'd never do.
1) Never fall in love with a companion
2) Never bend the laws of time so far they break
3) Go back to Gallifrey
Well, he was having a rather productive Saturday, wasn't he?
He watched Romana sleep for a long while and eventually left the bed to make them some tea. It wouldn't be so bad, once she got over the shock and the breaking of the timeline and the destruction of her home world...
He sighed as he put the kettle on. He should never have gone back. Never have pulled her from what she knew. But then again, if he did she'd be dead. And he couldn't lose her, not after everything.
He grabbed some toast and the tea and headed back towards his bedroom. She'd wake up soon (one could only hope) and at least she'd have some breakfast ready.
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"Should land off in Cardiff soon," he said. "TARDIS is going to need to refuel after the jump."
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"I had never been there before," she said off hand when the cup was lowered from her lips. "Though I remember reading a bit about it whenever I was looking to keep myself up to date with what goes on in the universe, and the likes."
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"There's a rift in time and space there," he said. "All that extra energy's a bit like petrol to a Type 40."
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Plucking at a loose thread of the robe she had fallen asleep in, "I don't suppose I could trouble you for another look around that wardrobe? I would rather not run about in a bathrobe." She then shifted from under the covers and stretched her left leg out, examining. The wound on her knee was healing properly. It would scar but that was the least of her concerns.
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"Mi casa es su casa," he replied. "Quite literally, now. As long as you'd like to stay you can. And free reign over the wardrobe room."
He ran a hand through his hair. "And Cardiff. Should take you around, introduce you to the enemy. Torchwood, that is."
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Seeming satisfied with the progress of the wound healing Romana eased herself out of the bed, but only after draining the last bit of tea from her cup and setting it down carefully on the blanket. A little wobbly at first she was careful not to show it.
"Torchwood?" she repeated. "Really now, could they not think up something a bit more clever?"
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He mimicked her action, putting his teacup on the bed and leaning back.
"It's because of them they had billions of Cybermen and---" Retract. Rewrite. "Cybermen all over their planet a few years ago."
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Only after she was absolutely certain that would not fall forward when she walked did she make her way to the door. Her wound may have been healing but it didn't stop her legs from feeling a little on the weak side still.
Over her shoulder she added with a smile, "I'll be back in a few moments."
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He stood when she did, ready to assist her should she need it. But no, being Romana she had to do it on her own.
He nodded to her departure and waited for her return. It was something he wasn't very good at, waiting. But he would.
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And Romana was certainly good on her word. Roughly ten minutes had passed before the doors to his room opened enough for her to slip inside. Instead of the robe she had been dressed in earlier, she was now wearing a black twill jacket and honey-brown pants.
Both items seemed a little bit big on her but they were comfortable and suited her tastes.
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Well...okay, maybe she was and he was and he might've been.
"Feeling better?"
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All right, so perhaps some things could not be helped.
Romana sat herself back down on the edge of the bed and rested her hands on her legs, looking to him. "So, this Torchwood - are they really something to be concerned about? Or is this more of a case of a name being larger than the actual potential risk in it of the enemy itself?"
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"They opened a rift in time and space? Harnessed alien technology to destroy a retreating ship of Sycorax. A companion---well, former companion---of mine works there, now. Says he's redeemed it. I don't know."
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Her fingers fiddled with the locket she still kept around her neck. Such a simple trinket. But she did like it. Her expression turned thoughtful, then, at his words. With a hand flat against the bed she leaned to the side, saying, "They sound as if they had given you a run for your money, or however that saying went."
Still, in intrigued her more than anything. "I would very much like to meet this former companion of yours. For one to run an operation such as that must at least be interetsing to talk to."
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Seeing Jack would be nice, he supposed, if impossibly weird to have him meet Romana. Well, either they'd be incredibly amusing together or the Doctor would wind up insanely jealous.
One or the other.
"Yeah, I think we can swing by Cardiff.
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She drew her legs onto the bed to sit cross-legged, leaning back on both of her hands now. "Still can't admit to anyone ever getting the better of you every now and again?"
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That said, he leaned back on the bed, looking up at her in an odd upside-down angle.
"You know, though, the entire organization could be founded on a lot more than violence. That's the main issue I have, all those guns."
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"With younger races, they find means to make themselves feel safe and will latch onto whatever those means may be," Romana sighed. When she looked up to the ceiling she faintly recalled the incident on Gryben with the Monans and Free Time. "...Any race, really. Violence has always been the driving force for so many just to ensure their safety or their power."
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He moved a little closer to her and leaned his forehead against her thigh. He liked the contact, remembering that Romana was here.
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"It starts when their young, for all races. I remember in the Academy, their were fights every day. They'd keep to their own races and beat up the others." Romana could distinctly recall the lengthy reports she would receive from Narvin about them. "There had been deaths even, all because of their fears and blinded beliefs."
"I had hoped that opening it to humans, Monans, Nekkistani, just to anyone who wanted to learn would help to bring the races together." A half-hearted sound of contempt was made, leaning back against the headboard and her eyes closing. "Darkel certainly had taken pleasure in my hopes being shattered. She had used the incidents in the Academy to further her agenda."
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In the end, whatever she did it got Darkel nowhere, he wanted to say. After all, the two of them were all that was left of the world. He kept it to himself, however, and closed his eyes, savoring her touch.
"People turn on one another in times of trouble or just because they can. It's the more cruel side of the universe."
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"Everything went downhill from there," she said a suddenly very sad smile. "Of course I tried what I could, but it was difficult enough as it was to regain my position as President after the destruction of the Matrix. Only reason I did really was because I knew more from traveling with you and through E-Space."
Twirling a few strands of his hair around her finger she opened her eyes to look at him. "Everything seemed to go wrong all at once back home."
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"I'm sorry."
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"You know how the Council is. If word got out that Gallifrey, the central point for time travel and just about everything else their swelling ego-wrapped minds believed to be, then they would have felt like the laughing stock of the Universe." There was a momentary pause when Romana shifted just enough to lean forward, a barely noticeable kiss pressed to his forehead. These simple yet intimate gestures were something she was becoming accustomed to both receiving and showing.
"Besides, Narvin would have ranted on to say it was clearly on a need-to-know basis. And renegades were not quite at the top of his list of Time Lords that needed to know." But now she couldn't help but miss the man who would constantly question her judgment, on of the few that could truly keep her on her toes within the higher ranking Time Lords. "He preferred to be sure that the CIA could handle anything and everything."
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He smirked a little at the rhyme which melted into a softer smile at her kiss.
"And of all the things I miss about Gallifrey, the CIA is not up there on the top ten list. Do you have any idea how often I was in trouble with them?"
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