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Journal Entry; 24 May 5045

So, I've been studying Archaeology under Professor River Song. It has been... a doozy. I finished my religious studies degree in 2020 and then started my Archaeology Master's in 5045. It's been 5 months now and Ive just finished my first semester with straight As and been involved in so many of her "digs" that my worldview has been completely reformed..

It's been a stressful time. Ive jumped into the future and to the best of my reckoning completely missed Gehenna. As far as I can tell, I am the last Terran Vampire left. Kindred to no one.

Of course, through the power of time travel I can visit the days before the Dalek Invasion of Earth. Before the Daleks destroyed so much of the human population and completely eliminated the Kindred. But knowing the end... seeing things continue on as normal... it's hard.

I know humanity lives on. Between space station refugees and survivors, there are humans all over the place now. Maybe my people live on, continuing their lives in secrecy out there among the stars. How can I tell?

But, for the most part, life has been incredible. I stick out occasionally as I struggle with technologies that an infant child can use from birth. That, however, is nothing new. Living for more than a hundred linear years on Earth I passed through eras of technology I never got the hang of. Better with MP3 players than VCRs, sometimes the newer thing is easier to understand than the older one. I'm getting better all the time and soon I'll be like a 51st century native.

I haven't had the time to devote to developing my craft, unfortunately. I hope to make time, but even more prohibitive has been the access to blood. With no Camarilla, I have been much more careful about feeding. I do not want to take more than I need. Further, I have no need. My general wants are largely provided for. I have no elders to impress, no wealth to amass. Having a few techniques in my pocket is useful, sure, but I have no Kindred to sell my wares.

Time has been kind to me. I hope time has been kind to the future me who reads this.

[aneliapomd]

doctor who universe characters: martha jones

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doctor who universe characters: rose tyler

[johnnyxcaine]

Finding the Lost--Ezekiel+Lissa

Ezekiel was a name he had chosen. He had never been given a proper name by what you could call his parents. The ones that created and preceded to torture then finally abandon. Only his anger and desire to destroy were the things that drove him to continue. With a Battle Tardis and only time the universe was open to him to learn and he made the best of use of his time. 

He created many weapons and devices to search for the Doctor and the Master The problem was with time travellers by the time you get a reading they are likely long gone and on another planet in time. It was frustrating beyond belief. Yet a pattern quickly emerged The Doctor would keep returning to a planet designated as Earth and more specifically a land known as England. Yet still finding it impossible to nail him down. finally a glitch happened and he found someone that had travelled with the doctor on several occasions and he eventually made a device to track them eventually he would find them and through them locate the Doctor. 

finally the day came where a signal appeared faint but there and tracked it to a small flat in London and using a sonic device unlocked the door and went in. "I am looking for the Doctor do you know where he is?" Subtlety was never his strong suit. his contact with humans or any being was limited at best.

[johnnyxcaine]

Not completely alone--Romana+Zeke

So many years alone and his freedom was far from what he had expected. Finding a cache of the Master's experiments had been useful, but what was more was his logs. Say what you will about the insane Time Lord but he kept meticulous records. He learned of a time he tried to convince the doctor to return Ezekiel from where he had hidden him to bring back some that had been captured. There were many other things he found, but would learn later. For the time being he hid all the materials in what he called a time bubble and would retrieve later. If there was anything that was a trap it would occur while in the contained field. 

Beyond that he learned that the doctor frequented a planet called earth. Ezekiel found his  way to the backwater planet and at first began searching for someone called the doctor. However it was in vain as there were doctors all over the bloody planet. Someone knew something it was just a matter of time. So in the mean time he decided to integrate with some of the locals while he waited for his time to come. Though what he did learn from the Master was a place called England would be the place he would show up so Ezekiel decided to wait in London and eventually he would get to him, or her at this time. 

Now for a being such as Ezekiel to have been alone mostly for all of his life. Being in a city full of people and things he had heard of well everything for the many centuries old being things were shiny and new. Alcohol, sports and fighting seemed to be a sport around this place however Ezekiel was the one always winning and getting money for fighting as no human could beat him until one day it caused a small riot between a few pubs.

[johnnyxcaine]

Unexpected Guest--Ezekiel+Clara

Ezekiel had spent much of his life away from most beings. There had been times he had been hidden in plain sight when learning about time lords or other species. Ezekiel was for most purposes a cold and logical being more analytical than anything else. Though even then when he was around others his handlers were never far away. There were times on certain planets that he would be let loose especially with Daleks. Though apparently Ezekiel was too good. he would not be Exterminated hardly damaged at times. It was one of those times that he was weakened after clearing out legions of Daleks that he was rather weakened by all the energy shot into his system that would kill anyone else. Yet he was alive. that was when the Doctor took him and locked him away due to having no apparent weakness and what the master might do with Ezekiel's abilities. So for centuries Ezekiel was locked in a pocket universe. Though that was the doctor's mistake. zeke had resources at his disposal. His own abilities and how they made him caused effects that the doctor could not have predicted. It had taken Ezekiel many many centuries but eventually he made his way out. Then it was finding the Doctor and finding a way to punish him for what he had done. 

Finally after years searching he found the doctor's Tardis and slipped in when the doctor was talking to some young woman about some creature. Due to a device he invented it would hide him from the sensors for a while of this old device. he looked around slightly disgusted at the state of the marvellous device. Ezekiel found a hiding place and watched and waited for a moment to see who this other person was if she was another experiment as he was.

[nick-originalhybrid]

Finding yourself || Klaus & Lily

Klaus was getting old hell he was old. He lived well for all he had been through. He was a history professor at Oxford. For most men that would be more than enough a accomplishment, but for him there was always that nagging feeling in the back of his mind. History was only one of his passions. Names dates and facts were always second nature Some things he could recite and he could not even remember learning the information in the first place. Then there was the fact that he had many other talents including the sciences, and his personal hobby of painting. His home was littered with paintings that he had done over the years some were visions of planets or beasts that he had seen in his dreams. 

One of his greatest regrets was his knowledge of his own youth was nonexistent. His earliest memory was being here at his home in Oxford holding some bloody watch sitting in a chair and holding a letter of employment to teach at Oxford. After that everything worked out for the most part throughout his almost fifty years of being a professor. he would likely be forced to retire within a few years and he hated that thought.

Though there was not much that he could do. He never truly needed the money, but liked the work. He was going to consider retiring this next year, but at least for one more year he could do something he liked and teach the freshman a thing or two that they could not get on the google or wikipedia. Klaus placed his pocketwatch in his suit jacket pocket and started his walk to his office before classes began. It was very regular that upper classmen scared the incoming children of stories of how evil he could be in his grading and that it was best to get on his good side right off the mark. The walk that used to take him five minutes now made his withering body take twenty. inwardly he was considering to get a cane though the idea repulsed him as he made it to his office and he had a little time to rest and relax before meeting his new students.

[nick-originalhybrid]

A forgotten past || Klaus & Clara

There was a man that was different than all others. A man that did not age or change much. Klaus Mikaelson is his name though over the years he had gone by other names including Elijah, Kol, and Finn just to name a few. Klaus was something that he did not know or understand. He was the unkillable man. Over the years Klaus had been shot, stabbed, and burned under many different circumstances. Though he found that he healed faster than what should have been possible. Though with all of his years he had been alive something was missing. Klaus appeared to be in his mid to late twenties, but it had been the way he had been in his earliest memory. It was the end of the seventeen hundreds and he stood on the grounds of an estate wearing nice clothes, a cane sword with a silver handle and an old looking fob watch that did not work, but was precious to him for some reason. 

Klaus had many interests in all his years. Painting was one of his hobbies that never changed. Whenever he came across any problem he would paint and that focus would release his mind to flow in a way that he could solve his problems. Though when not on his painting Klaus enjoyed architecture and designing things and science which he had a natural gift for. It was strange the way his mind worked that he developed many chemicals and things he did instinctually that made whatever he was doing so much better. Granted many of his things had not been realized until now when the technology caught up with his ideas, but either way the money kept coming in.

The hard part was keeping his identity a secret as the world became more entranced with technology and anyone could look up once a picture was taken. So in these modern times he often did not leave his estate often and used a lawyer or an assistant to make arrangements. Though he did occasionally go out to make donations to schools. Every year he made a donation to a school or some program. this year he had chosen a school that he had heard was considering cutting art, music and theater. 

Klaus made his way to the school to meet with the headmaster about what they might need and how much they would need without  revealing who he was. He was taken around the school. he was wearing a nice suit and was carrying the watch that if anyone asked belonged to his great great grandfather. Klaus was lead into a classroom glancing around and smiled at the teacher that appeared to be about his age. The headmaster went to talk with her and wondered if she taught one of the subjects that was losing funding.