#timedriving

[perfectedingbadideas]

@timedriving​ From X

They had been talking, things started off rather light honestly. But of course with the drinking that had started things had gone down a darker road. Looking into some of the worst things that John had done. The cases he solved by leading others to their deaths. Or just talking about the mess that was Astra being dragged down to hell. Just the thought of some of it was enough to get him to down another mouthful of the whiskey Rip had brought in with him. John clearly, while having a decent tolerance for drinking didn’t have nearly the amount that Rip had. 

They had been drinking the same length of time, he hadn’t bothered keeping up with how many glasses they’ve had. John on the other hand, had enough that he was quickly moving into the drunk territory. Might have been why he said that line. Not wanting to remember those things anymore? Keep his head fucking quiet.

Of course it was never that simple. He wasn’t getting rid of any of those memories. Exhausting? God when wasn’t that an understatement. 

Death on both of their hands then? John hated that sometimes there didn’t seem to be any way around it. Or how much he was willing to trade to fix some mistakes. Sara had caught that before. “Why we have this shit.” His words weren’t slurring much yet. “Well seems to work a lot better for me than it does you.” 

Had he seen the man actually drunk yet? Even a little bit buzzed? He knew that he had his own fair share of drinks since showing up. But apparently he could drink most regular people under a damn table.

[followthedrums13]

@timedriving​ continued from XxX

“Right! Terribly sorry there, mate.” Talking about the data could wait, the Doctor was far more occupied with the current thoughts of getting Rip back into the TARDIS safely and patching up those nasty wounds. An arm went around the taller man’s waist to hoist the Time Master to his toes, trying to be cautious considering the human’s injuries. 

“I’m not parked too far from here so it’ll be a short walk to my ship and then the TARDIS medbay will fix you up in a jiffy... Do people still say that? I’m always making references to phrases that are either extremely out of date or haven’t been invented yet I really can’t keep them straight anymore.” He was rambling, the Time Lord knew that was a bad habit of his used to distract himself and hopefully his new ally as well. 

With each and every step the Doctor’s mind ran at a hundred miles per hour, inspecting the scene and remaining aware of their surroundings. If anything shot at them he’d have them immobilized in a moment’s notice with a swift flick of his sonic, and if need be he’d easily take a hit to protect the other. It wasn’t as if the Doctor feared another regeneration, it wouldn’t be the worst thing in the universe to burn away another face and certainly not if it saved a life.  

“Also you understand that accusing me of having a lousy sense of timing is just barmy, don’t you? I have 27 different senses and one of them is always knowing the current date and time of day. I thought Time Masters did their research on us.” Teasing to keep him cheerful as the gallifreyan kicked open his time machine’s front doors was there a quick snap of his fingers after the pair scrambled inside, watching them close and lock with a triumphant smirk. 

“Nothing can get us in here, trust me on that. You’re safe now.” 

[cosmosfated]

@timedriving​ continued from here

“of course i’m interested,” he speaks with a tone that attests to an unspoken ‘why wouldn’t I be’. He can’t help but bring himself to chuckle at the sudden irritation. “the way you dress reminds me of someone i know.” His grin is testament to how he seems to know he’s intruding and yet, he’s not leaving.

“besides,” he continues. “people come to a bar to drink for one of two reasons. either they’re tryna keep their mind on what was,” He unscrews his flask and tips back a swig before nodding respectfully. “or they’re tryna forget what can’t be. i’m interested in which it is for a guy who’s walking in here looking like he just lost a war nobody else knows about.”

[corrosivequinn]

@timedriving continued from ask

" - my mother is in town." The words are quite simple.

However, the blonde psychiatrist was pretty verbal about how much she detested her mother. At least to the degree, that she had spoken of the woman's talent in tearing down her self esteem.

Harley. Rubbed her thumb against the scar across her right, underside of her wrist in reassurance to herself.

" - and what can I help you with today, Mr. Hunter?"

[civitaslupus]

Kaine had noticed something odd for a little over a month. Wherever he went, a stranger stood nearby watching him. Sometimes it was feign interest, peering from newspaper to the lycan and back again. There is clearly some kind of motive here. The man that was following Kaine is a hunter of sorts. Specializing in snuffing out creatures like Kaine. It was concerning... the peaceful life Kaine lead is slowly coming down to a halt the longer he allows the intrusion to continue.

A clear night. The stars are blanketed by the lights of the city, leaving only the brightest starts struggling to get beyond the light pollution. Kaine picks a different route home this time, skipping the long walk he usually takes to shortened dips into alleyways. When he saw his chance he waited around a corner for his stalker to come in -- CRACK. Kaine leans into his punch, a hefty impact against the face of the hunter sent the poor fella’ back into a mess of trash that had accumulated along the side of one of the buildings.

Groaning, the hunter spat blood and teeth. Kaine had very little hesitation in ending the hunters career. Once dispatched, he hoisted the body into the dumpster. Once less problem for him...

[thedoctornumber11]

Starter for timedriving

((OOC: @timedriving))

The Doctor looked at the screen on board the TARDIS a bit confused.  “An alien invasion of Earth in 2405?” the Doctor asked curiously as he began to pilot the TARDIS towards the destination.  “That can’t be right.  I suppose I should go check it out and figure out what’s going on.”  The oddest part of course for him, was that he couldn’t get much more information about it from the TARDIS.  He didn’t know what alien species to expect or what happened, but he decided to go visit Earth as it was about to start to stop it and save the planet.

However, what he didn’t expect when he got there was someone else to be there with the same intentions as himself, also in a time ship.  He recognized it as a Time Master ship, but he didn’t think the Time Masters were around anymore.  He walked up and knocked on the door.  “Is anyone in there?” he asked, “I assume you are also here to help stop the alien invasion of Earth?  That seems like something a Time Master might be here for if it dilutes the time line.”  He wasn’t sure if anyone could hear him inside the ship of course, but he figured it was worth trying at least.

[thecharmingknightemma]

@timedriving​

"I was going to say it's quite offensive to not be part of my parents' fairy tale," Emma looked away from the screen with the stories, still learning the whole 'computers' thing and how to use them but already enjoying how easier it was to gather information here, "Especially since Pinocchio has one about him even though he's always whining about me being too reckless, but sure, let's write a whole book-but anyway, this tale about my parents is all wrong, from beginning to end, so that comforts me. Even my mother isn't described as the warrior she is." Emma had traveled to many lands in the past, but none of them had made fairy tales out of her friends and family's lives. This one, this earth, was quite unique, with its own brand of magic she hadn't met before and most people seemingly not knowing there were more lands out there.

"That said, have you got any more of those milk-shaken from the New York? I've been craving them all day! Oh and thank you, Rex, you can take your tales away for now," she added, almost forgetting. The flying ship had been helping her satisfying her curiosity, it apparently already knew everything about everything, though Emma had wanted to read ‘Snow White’ for herself. 

[nerdybirdboy]

@timedriving​ sent: “Telling yourself that you’re okay doesn’t make it true. We need to get you safe and rested.” || extremely exhausted starters

“I am fine,” Tim repeated in a more firm tone, ignoring every aching part of his body. “I need to fix this.” How, he had no clue. He also didn’t know why keeping him safe was so important. Not that he wanted to die or anything, but he was no one special enough to protect like this. Constantine had said something before disappearing to somewhere, leaving Tim with this guy, Rip.