Thomas Is The Name, Time Travel Is The Game

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[thetacodice]

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Sam looked at his watch, as if that would help him suss out the man in front of him. He’d appeared out of thin air while Sam was on his way to work, and he couldn’t help but notice.

He’s wearing a strange outfit, more fitting for ancient Rome than 2004 London. When the man noticed him staring, he flushed a bit. His watch informed him that it was nearly eight. “It’s about eight. This is London. Are you daft?”

“Well...” he was completely willing to answer yes, some of the time..     It took him a few moments for his brain to completely switch gears, he knew that face.     How could he not, he--The Doctor watched as The Master was pulled into the past after everything that had been done to him, the drums.     He remembered the last days of that particular incarnation.   It felt like lifetimes ago.    Yet here Thomas was staring at the face of The Master, least one of the faces and the man had had many.

"Depends on who you ask and apparently its a bit drafty out here.   Do you know a good place to get a coffee?" Thomas asked.     He didn't know what to make of this particular situation.   Maybe the man was an echo of The Master--Of Koschei.   It could happen.

Also he could use some trousers.    Because right now he stuck out like a sore thumb.

[thetacodice]

Thomas wasn’t sure how long his running had led to this.      He was staring at the remnants of Cipher’s first AI units    The ones that kept her sane for the first couple of hundred years in the darkest parts of space when she had no sentient contact for nine hundred years.     The android’s faces were devoid of life.    It’s hard to believe that The Valeyard had been the worst nightmare and been Cipher’s savior.      She knew in his heart of hearts that if The Doctor had not poured those truly horrible memories into that head of her’s, she would have remained The Valeyard’s faithful companion for many  lifetimes.    He knew it because it had been AC’s fate.        She had been happy for a time.    But like all things, it wasn’t built to last.     Like these androids.     The faces of Jack, Gwen, Emrys, faces---Everyone.    It left a sad ache in Thomas’s chest.

"How long have you been standing there?"

"Long enough to witness a combination of the Doctor and AC's self flaggeration in one being."  She sighed.   "How long are you going to run from her?"

"I shouldn't be around her--I will just bring her pain."

"The only pain she gets is from being abandoned by everyone she loved.   Ripper, her family, those children she loved as her own, the only ones that remained were Gwynth and Donna.  She could use one of her elder children alive."

"No, no.   Maybe some day."

Cipher was exasperated with the man child in front of her.    Too stubborn to come home but she wouldn't push him.   Forcing him to see AC would not work out for anyone.   And apparently Thomas had the stubborness from the Doctor and AC in spades.

Thomas left the room.

[thetacodice]

*waves* hi!!! :) i was wondering if you rp with ocs?

Absolutely!    I totally do. :)

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[thetacodice]

Thomas was more than a little confused as to where he was, he could have sworn he had set in the information to get him to Ancient Rome.    It seemed like a good idea at the time.   Famous last words.   Oh well.    He noticed someone giving him a confused look.   Maybe it was the fact he had appeared in a flush of energy.    It wasn’t like he had a TARDIS, he had a Vortex Manipulator.

“Ah!    Could you tell me exactly when and where I am?”

[nineandrunning-archive]

"You’re gonna catch a cold." {From Thetacodice, our resident sugar high metacrisis.}

"And you’re gonna suffer a sugar crash. We can be miserable together."

[thetacodice]

[Throws a thick blanket at the Doctor before resuming bouncing.]

[nineandrunning-archive]

The Doctor moved, intercepting the Metacrisis. “Not a chance, Tommy-boy. You’re already completely sugared up, you really don’t need anymore.” He said with a grin, draped over the younger looking man. “And there’s no way I’m lettin’ you get to that bowl.”

[thetacodice]

Thomas eyed The Doctor, he could remember quite vividly being him.   “Why are you so worried about me having that sugar?”  He asked.

[nineandrunning-archive]

The Doctor grinned. “Then don’t tell me anymore about how you were made. But, I still don’t see any reason to give you back that diabetes bowl. I’m savin’ your arteries, trust me.” He crossed his arms, daring the younger looking man to try and get it.

[thetacodice]

"I'm not human, so don't have to worry about diabetes," he said before uttering, "Geronimo."   Immediately he side dived for the bowl of sugar goodness that he had made and was rather keen on getting back.   Though if he remembered correctly from the Doctor's memory and Cipher's, this was easier said than done.

[nineandrunning-archive]

"Carrot juice is horrible, yeah. but still." The Doctor stepped closer, quickly snagging the bowl from the overactive man, putting it down on a surface behind him. "You never told me who you were, boyo. And how d’you know so much about me?"

[thetacodice]

Thomas was still so very hyper and he had two good sized stomachs that he thought could tolerate it.    "Thomas, and I'm a Metacrisis, now can I have my bowl back?" He was about ready to snatch it back like the little sugar addict that he was.   "Can't say anything else unless you want a hole in the universe.   Paradoxes very bad."

[nineandrunning-archive]

"I dunno what you are exactly, mate, but I can tell you that that is not healthy for anyone."

[thetacodice]

He was still bouncing with his bowl.   "You know what's not healthy, carrot juice.   How can anyone stomach that!" He knew who the man was, he was a version of the Doctor and he remembered what it was like to be that man but they weren't his memories and he didn't remember meeting himself so it couldn't be that Doctor.   "You really should try some of this though!   It's--It's amazing, I would say fantastic but you always say fantastic.   Wouldn't that be copyright infringement?"   

[thetacodice]

Chocolate Syrup plus custard is wonderful!  *He was bouncing while he held his bowl and no one was allowed to take it.*

[llyan-theblind]

Llyan looked at him coyly.

[thetacodice]

Thomas was severely confused, he didn't understand.   "Are you okay?" He looked around to see if she was actually looking at someone else.

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[petercapaldy]

Predator of the Daleks

[thetacodice]

"Um yes?" Thomas asked as he scratched his cheek nervously.    He wasn't sure what to make of them.

[iam-rosetyler]

"I thought Jack was good at keeping secrets." Rose smiled at him. "Well, you’re clever. People usually ignores those things, like those things never happened." She frozed when she heard metacrisis word. "What did you just say? Did you said metacrisis?" She was so shocked that she missed the Time Lady part.

[thetacodice]

Another name that brought a smile to his face though a sad one and his fate.   Jack had become absolutely amazing and Thomas had respect for the man in so many different ways.   Perhaps his vision was tinted by AC's memories of a Jack that had been like a father to her, and how he led Torchwood.    He couldn't help but smile wryly at her reaction.   "Of course Lady Rose.    Bit of complicated story though.   Why?  Is it important?"

[gel-daughteroftime-deactivated2]

"I feel that after a while it would be boring." She hummed before smiling softly and offering her hand. "I’m Gelle, nice to meet you Thomas."

[thetacodice]

"Nah but you're young, maybe some day you will want that." He told her, the memories of AC and her life with her lover and children, she was content. "The pleasure is all my Gelle.   So Gelle, where are you from?"