#sixteenthparadox

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    " Ok, to put it simply- "

                         " --I've not had a companion since I changed face. Tha's actually a bloody long time f'r me. So,

                                                        ------Who'd like ta travel? "

[justcomingalongfortheride]

Poor Sixteen, always getting punched by Pasha.

"Smug little barmy loves me."

No Sixteen, I don't think that's love...

[paradoxforthree]

Fancy Seeing You Again. [Closed- Ladyrhioa1199]

Some days could get so tiring, even when there was nothing that was done, really. Well, not nothing exactly, but not really anything major.

Organizing libraries and mapping the Tardis could count, though, couldn't it? He had no idea. Quietly, the Time Lord sighed, dragging a hand down his face. He hadn't gotten much sleep either.

The humming of the Tardis made him look up. 

      " What's wrong, old girl? " 

He slid over towards the controls and fiddled around with them somewhat lazily; letting her steer and do most of the work on a day like today would be fine. She gave a bit of a shudder before materializing, and he smiled.

He'd always love that sound of the brakes.

Popping his head out, he grinned. The Tardis was being kind to him, letting him see a familiar face. Quietly, he plopped down on the bench beside her, grinning.

          " Well hallo there Miss Rhioa, 'ow've ya been, love? "

[justcomingalongfortheride]

go to your blog damnit and stop scaring me

Look a'tha' I foun' m'old jacket I used ta wear.

An' a gun.

An' I think 've gone a wee bi'mad...

Le' tha fun an'games begin, darlin's...

[paradoxforthree]

Wide Awake

Send me "Wide Awake" and I'll tell you a random 3AM thought my character would have about yours

Time is ...different, in the Tardis.You never know if it's morning, night.. what time it was. The clocks especially were funny. One could never seem to find the right time, because each clock said different.

Still, thoughts that interrupted much needed sleep could always plague a time traveler.

'I wonder if I could leave a pet for Pavel in his quarters... it'd be much less creepier than leaving myself.."

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[Drabble] (You’re the) Devil in Disguise

(You’re the) Devil in Disguise: my character discovers something terrible about yours [can be chosen by you, or left for me to decide]

Sneaking aboard the Enterprise wasn’t exactly allowed, but with a time and space machine, the Doctor didn’t really care. He always took care to park her someplace that wasn’t entirely noticeable, but then again, who really wanted to notice a police box that wasn’t supposed to be there [on the other hand, who didn’t on a ship like this]?

The last time the Doctor had stepped foot in the ship, nothing went wrong. But just by feeling, he knew that wouldn’t be the case today. So he went to a familiar face. or, at least to his quarters to wait for him to finish his shift. No one really gave him a second glance as he stood by the door, and if they did he simply flashed them his psychic paper and a smile, and they would continue on their way. Though what the paper said this time around, no one knew. Finally, the ensign appeared, a tired look on his face.

"A’llo, Pavel. Mind if we ‘ave a word?" the Doctor asked almost immediately, barely giving him a chance to process what was going on before dragging him off down the hall. 

Normally he would protest, but the day’s shift had been a tiring one; so Chekov decided to just appease the Doctor and then go back to his quarters. The Doctor had begun to ramble [which he did much more than he thought he did, much to the young ensign's amusement] about odd feelings and things that went along the lines of 'did-any-creatures-from-my-ship-ever-hop-aboard-this-ship'. At that last question, Chekov froze, stopping the Time Lord as well. 

"What?"

"You heard me, did anythin' from my ship get onta your shi-"

A sort of growling noise from directly above them cut him off, and both looked up with slightly terrified looks. Two pairs of jet black eyes stared back down at them, razor sharp teeth protruding from it's mouth in a crooked smile. The creature itself looked almost like a cat, but with two extra paws and it was arguably as long as they were. 

The creature snarled and poised, ready to pounce; but the Doctor fumbled for a brief moment, but pulled out his sonic screwdriver and pointed it at the creature.

"Now aren' ya jus' tha swee'es' thin', come on down, 'll ge' ya a snack. An' no' a crew mate. Alrigh' with tha'?" he asked, obviously talking to the creature.

The creature stared into the light coming from the device and obediently climbed down, slinking down between the Doctor and Chekov, purring like a kitten. Chekov looked terrified still, having never seen the creature before, and also noting the Doctor's words of a snack that wouldn't be a crew member.

"Vhat?"

"Oh nothin', le's jus' get this softie back ta the Tardis.." he replied quickly, already leading the way back to the box. Reluctantly, Chekov followed, ensuring that the creature wouldn't come back aboard the Enterprise. As soon as the Doctor shut the door, Chekov couldn't help but punch him in the shoulder. Before he could react, he started a hissed sort of yelling, not wanting to cause a scene,

"You let that thing get on this ship, and you didn't tell anyone just how dangerous it was?!"

"I've done worse, I snuck m'self aboard," the Doctor replied coolly. 

"There's a difference!"

The Doctor smiled darkly, tipped his hat and began to back into his Tardis.

"No, dearest ensign. there is no difference. At all," he winked, shutting the door and locking it.

And then the ship dematerialized.

He'd return again, he always did.

[justcomingalongfortheride]

someone remind me to headcnaon that Sixteen is a bloody idiot.