RP for vote4nathan

[rude_not_ginger]

After this.

"Behave!" The Doctor slammed his fist against the console, and the rickety machine finally settled down its racket, twisting the correct way down the Time Vortex, towards New York, 2007.

Nathan Petrelli's campaign headquarters? He could settle somewhere around there. That would be good, be easy for the other man to find the ship and also get him back without much of a question as to where he'd gone.

He materialized the TARDIS in the alley next to the campaign headquarters and grinned. Perfect landing. Smooth, without fault.

Beep. Beep.

Well, almost no fault.

Time disruption on this planet? Time being folded in on itself? No, that must've just been a computer error. The Doctor shrugged on his coat and stepped out, heading for the front door of the campaign office with a lopsided grin on his face.

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"Four and six... almost five and six as I am continually reminded the past few days." Nathan said, a smile ghosting over his lips and then disappearing again just as quickly. He followed the Doctor to the door, completely expecting nothing to have changed outside. "They're a handful. You have kids too?"

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The Doctor took a breath. "I did," he said, "A long time ago."

With that, he pushed open the door, revealing a large, empty street. No people, no cars, just an intersection of buildings with a few doors and even fewer lit windows. As they stepped out, the Doctor gave a point above them.

Hovering over their heads were hundreds of flying cars, each taking routes through the sky as one would through a road. People and aliens walked along transparent walkways above their heads, and lights and holograms buzzed out commericals and times for the St. Patrick's Day Parade (244 Ticsecs, 45th Level, New New York Square).

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At first, when Nathan stepped out to see the empty streets his heart fell, the uncertainty and anguish of the emptiness etched over his features plainly. But then the Doctor pointed up and his eyes grew wide as he saw everything... his breath catching in his throat and then growing heavy in his chest. "How did you do this?" He asked, the only questions he could form at the moment. "This is New York. How?"

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"We've gone into the future," he said, grinning up at the sight, "This is my...time machine. It's the year 76850321. The first half-Galantrian woman is elected President. The Crenendals have eighteen number one hit singles, making them the second most popular artist in this galaxy. Oh, and someone invents ice cream that doesn't drip. Ice cream that doesn't drip, can you believe it?"

He took in a breath, "Whole new world, here. We're billions of miles from Earth, but its modeled after what you know. That's what you lot are like. Makin' sense out of chaos."

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Nathan listened, his mind running a million miles a minute as the Doctor spoke. He even offered a whispered 'president' after the word had been spoken. Nothing sounded familiar. None of this made sense, but then what had in his life lately? Not much.

What got his attention was the last bit of what the doctor had said. "We're not on Earth? Where is this? How am I breathing?" He asked worriedly, his hand going instinctively to his neck.

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"This planet was uninhabited and mostly rock, but your scientists terraformed it, made it applicable for human life. Whole process is pretty complicated and terribly boring, but it made this place a new new Earth."

He nodded, then turned, shutting the TARDIS door behind them. "We should go up, I think."

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"New new Earth? So this is the the... third. The third Earth." Nathan shook his head slightly, looking up again to the flying cars and people of all... kinds that he'd never seen the likes of before. "They won't hurt me? Us?"

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"Oooooh, I don't think so. Plenty of humans walking around up there. This is your planet, after all. Crossbreeds and aliens and mutated humans and superhumans, all sorts. You'll fit right in."

He grinned madly, and led the way towards a hetreopad, which looked a bit like a glowing slab of sidewalk, a la Michael Jackson, but the moment the Doctor and Nathan stood on it, the glowing part of the concrete (not the concrete itself) began to rise up.

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Nathan instinctively grabbed the Doctor's shoulders as they began to rise. And after he realized he had, pulled away. "Sorry..." He said uncomfortably and then leaned over to look down at the shrinking ground. "This is insane."

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If Nathan grabbing his shoulders had offended or upset the Doctor in any way, he didn't show it. He still grinned madly, looking up at the lights.

"Isn't it brilliant? Whole universe out there, and you all get a little piece of it."

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Nathan stared in awe, looking around the area and taking it all in. As he did, his features softened slightly and a corner of his lips lifted. "So... humanity survives." He said quietly, barely containing the urge to call Peter and tell him that everything was going to be okay.

"It makes me feel kind of small." He said. "It actually feels good not to have the weight of... everything."

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"More than that," the Doctor replied, almost proudly, "Humanity thrives."

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A smile ghosted over Nathan's lips. "My brother will be glad to hear this. He thinks the world is going to be destroyed by this... explosion. Soon actually."

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The Doctor nodded, "Well, it'll be something to tell him about."

The time ripples, he knew, could've been clouding some sort of global or citywide destruction from this era, keeping even him from the knowledge. He'd have to talk to Peter, and Nathan, and this time-bender...later, though. This was supposed to be fun.

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"Are there history books? All the way back to the original and... 2007?" Nathan asked, a mischievous grin painting his features. He could find out if he actually won the congressional race while he was here.

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"Ooooh, I should imagine so," the Doctor replied. He kept his gaze forward, "Then again, I wouldn't look through them if I were you. The slightest change in your timeline could alter that history. The whole universe hangs by such a delicate string of coincidences, it's really useless to meddle with it--unless, like me, you're a Timelord."

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Nathan shrugged lightly. "I guess so..." He glanced at the doctor and tried another tactic. "Have you ever heard the name Petrelli?"

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"Isn't that the name on your congressional banners? Something about Vote Petrelli 2007?" He gave the man a smirk, "You don't want to know your personal future, Mr. Petrelli. Leads to far too many paradoxes and confusion."

He pointed to a large, heavily-lit area jutting out of the side of one of the highrises.

"National Human Genetic Advancement and Research center. Lots of theories about evolution that go long beyond your species. Brilliant people."

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Nathan's gaze followed to where the Doctor pointed, his eyes squinting to see the building. "They research genetics and... DNA. Do you know any of their theories? I mean like what causes.... certain people to be different."

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"Oooooh, a little bit, all theories on human evolution, finally being able to use the entire brain, as opposed to only pieces," the Doctor said, "Quite fascinating, actually. They've got eighty five research setups along this coast, but most of the actual work is done on Suresh 4, a satellite and station funded by the project."

He grinned, "Didn't think you'd be interested in human evolution, learn new things about people every day."

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Nathan smirked lightly, an attempt to feign only mild interest. "I'm interested in a lot of things. I mean it's profitable to dabble in a little of everything, right?"

He paused a moment before asking another question. "So that's what makes certain people different? I mean it's a theory... people using all of the brain instead of a small portion of it."

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"Something like that," the Doctor replied, "Basically it's the human race evolving itself in order to stop disasters, save the world, that sort of thing. Fascinating stuff, but I'm not sure if all of it is accurate. After all, my race never had that happen, and we've been through plenty of disasters ourselves."

He gave his head a scratch, "'Course, we also use a lot more of our brains."

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"Cause you're a... Timelord." Nathan nodded concedingly. "If the human race is evolving to stop these... disasters, why isn't everyone evolving. And does that mean that everyone is capable of certain... abilities, they only have to learn to use them, or that part of their brain?" He asked curiously, trying to pick his words wisely and still keep an air of only partial interest even though he knew he wasn't doing very well. He truely wanted these answers though.

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"Well, I could assume that everyone is capable, but only certain brains can respond to it," the Doctor replied, "Brains with the capability of fast evolution. Probably highly creative minds. I'm surprised they don't have more children in there, their creativity could fuel an empire. Just simple human children."

The platform wobbled as a hovercar sped past them.

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Nathan reached out to the side uncertainly as the platform wobbled. "Is this thing stable?" He asked, noting that there was limited railing on the edges.