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// Dog Trouble
// A little warning for those that don’t know; I had a dog dropped on me. Someone abandoned this little Shih Tzu by tying his leash to my front door knob and leaving him. That being said I’m very busy and not going to be online much for the next five days or so.
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Whatever you’ve got planned, forget it! I’m the Doctor. I’m 904 years old. I’m from the planet GALLIFREY in the constellation of Kasterborous. I’m the Oncoming Storm, the Bringer of Darkness, and you… are basically just a rabbit, aren’t you? Ok, carry on… just a… general… warning…
The Paradoxical Problem [Closed]
Jack sighed heavily, managing to hold himself up under his own power for the most part. His body burned and ached at the lingering tingle of Death. With a deep breath he turned a very serious, out of place expression toward the Doctor. Jack’s serious faces never meant anything good.
“ H o w ?” His voice nearly rumbled out, but his expression seemed to relax slightly at a realization.The Doctor didn’t know how old he was now. How long his life had lingered in the Universe.
“Doctor…” He started, stepping just a bit closer to the Time Lord. “I’ve seen it. I am much older than you are now.” Taking a moment to think, he recounted his age. “I’ve lived over a m i l l i o n years now and I’ve seen what’s to come and what it will bring. We n e e d you.”
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“Oh, I see.” He said sarcastically, clearly still miffed by the situation. “So you just decided to ignore my rule about not crossing in between time lines, then.”
He huffed, swung himself around, brought his arms to his side, and took a breath to collect himself. If he didn't check himself immediately this argument would devolve in to childish nonsense. He ran a hand through his hair, but paused and left it on his head as he turned back to face Jack again.
“Look, Jack,” he said “I’m not sure exactly what is going on here, but you need to explain this to me, right now.”
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Hey kids, did ya miss me?
A Rare Night [Closed]
For a few minutes Jack was rather fixated on the fact that his Doctor was next to him. He barely even heard the words coming out of the other’s mouth. It took a moment but when they clicked, Jack found himself a bit s t u m p e d.
“Honestly Doctor I never really expected to be traveling with you again. Not for more than a trip or two. Now that I’m hear…”
It wasn’t that he didn’t have places he wanted to go. Places he’s dearly love to see. It was picking one to share with The Doctor that he found hard. He had to pick a place they would both enjoy. Not just some party planet. While Jack knew the Doctor liked a party, not like him. With a long pause for thought he finally opened his mouth.
“Would you take me to the edge of The Silver Devastation? Just o n c e ?”
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“Oooo...” He said as he sucked air through his teeth. “The Silver Devastation, eh? That's a pretty dangerous place, Jack. What makes you wanna go to a place like that?”
As he turned to look up over his shoulder at Jack the Time Lord gently leaned in to Jack’s chest. The contact was actually really comfortable, and quite reassuring. He even found himself relaxing, if only a little bit.
So!
“What are we gonna do today, eh?”
The Paradoxical Problem [Closed]
As Jack was pulled to his feet let let out something of a yelp, his spine shifting into place after moving during the time his body had been devoid of muscle. As the Doctor’s words flowed between them a small twing of guilt appeared on the former Time Agent’s features. “I know that.” He said slowly. “But there are things coming…. things that the world needs you for. Not the next you.”
He knew he was going to have to explain himself. This Jack was much much older than the Jack this Doctor had known. Older and with far more knowledge of coming events. Jack had loved lifetimes ahead of this Doctor and he knew, he knew so well what was going to come. He had to stop this death. It was the only way.
“I swear, I can explain everything. I just need…. time.” He chuckled internally. Like he had anything else.
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“Jack, how could you possibly know that?” The Time Lord almost snapped. “I don’t even know what’s that far ahead of me, and I’m me!”
He patted himself on the chest with one hand for emphasis as the other swung openly gesturing at the empty space in the room. Now he was beginning to feel a mix of depression and anger and those two were not a good combination for this Galliferyan.
“Unless you’ve been using your Vortex Manipulator again, which I broke for a reason!”
A Rare Night [Closed]
Jack noted that the Doctor seemed chilly. He glanced at the Doctor’s face, seeing the sadness just under the surface. They were very much alike, the two of them. Always hiding who they really were. Both wounded soldiers pushing through their own personal wars.
Without a word Jack inched closer, pressing his side to the Doctor’s side, sharing some of his warmth. Jack’s coat was warmer than the Doctors and it wasn’t as though he could freeze to death. A living shield there only to protect.
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Ten sighed with a coy smile and a roll of his eyes as he leaned in to the warmth. He was appreciative of the gesture but Ten knew this flirt had his own agenda for slowly inching up beside him. He cast the immortal a sideways look with a grin. The warmth and the contact was very nice though, strangely reassuring coming from a Fixed Point. He casually slid his hands in to his overcoat pockets and forced himself to relax a little.
“So, Jack. Where are we headed once we’re finished here?” He asked as he leaned in to the other, eyes still fixed on the disappearing moon. “You know the rules, long as we don’t cross over our own timelines we can go just about anywhere in the known Galaxy. What do say?”
A Rare Night [Closed]
Jack logged that answer away for a later inspection, knowing there was always more to what the Doctor said than actually came out of his mouth. As the question grazed his ears Jack made a low sort of hum in thought as he watched the moon begin to disappear. With Boeshane gone, where would he go?
“If I had my choice to revisit anywhere as often as possible…” He hummed again. “I think you’ve got a good choice with Earth, honestly. It’s as close to my home as I’ve found. But I think if I was going to settle in a place for a longer amount of time? Avani 4.”
The party planet. A place for young attractive people to spend their days (And credits) partying until they can’t walk. A place Jack would fit into well. “There’s always something happening. Instead though, just like you, I always end up here.” He sighed with a slight chuckle.
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“Ah well, far worse places to end up than here.” He hummed as he watched the final quarter of the moon begin to disappear. “Could have ended up on Moltara. The lava on that planet? Way too hot!”
He had gone back to being his usual cheery self, burring all of the sadness and guilt as he did so well. It was a lovely night out, but it was still night time and the Doctor pulled his coat shut in the front to keep warm. It was beginning to get chilly out.
The Paradoxical Problem [Closed]
The glass chamber remained quiet and still for several minutes. Jack waited it out patiently, like he had done during the Abbadon incident. That, he remembered well. He wasn’t sure which death had been more painful, but then it really didn’t matter. Both had been important. When he felt that he would be able to move without losing organs, Jack twitched his limbs. They responded, but slowly. With a great amount of effort and some quiet whimpers, Jack pulled himself from the ground. He remained on all fours for several moments, gauging if he would be able to make it to his feet. He decided quickly that it wasn’t a good idea and instead moved to sit on his rear, his head lulling against the controls behind him. Several deep breaths passed in and out of his lungs before he managed to tilt his head to look at the Doctor.
The guilt written all over the Time Lord’s face brought a twinge of pain back to Jack’s chest, but he knew better than to allow it to grow. He really was sorry that this was hard on the Doctor, but it was much better this way. This Doctor was better equipped to handle things that were too come and whether he wanted Jack along for the ride or not, Jack was certain this was for the best.
When he went to speak, he found that his throat had not fully healed yet. The words he tried first came out in a sputtered, inaudible heap. Frowning he paused and swallowed a few times, taking in another breath to try again. When he did manage to form words, his tone made him sound exhausted, bordering unconsciousness.
“Are you alright?”
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The Doctor didn't answer, at least not with his words. His face on the other hand, clearly read ‘I am in a lot of pain.’ His sad eyes staring through the glass doors from his knees as his hand still pressed up against the cold material. He almost looked like a broken man, and was still reeling with cold shock from the horrible feeling of a time split. This had just become a new reality, a new multiverse. He wasn't sure how to feel about that just yet...
He managed to pull his mind from the reeling over of a new universe and snapped himself out of his tableau. He kept the disappointed and hurt expression but forced himself to stand and open the door. He lightly grabbed Jack from under the mans arms and helped the immortal to his feet, gently brushing him off.
“What you just did, Jack...” He paused to find the right words, but words that would hurt the least. “that was very wrong.”
A Rare Night [Closed]
“That’s very true.” As he spoke, Jack moved a little closer to the Doctor. They hadn’t been back together very long, but Jack had already started to settle himself into the situation. H hadn’t made any forward advances on the Doctor, but eventually that would change. He had a reputation to keep after all. His attention returned to the sky as he considered their conversation and where to take it.
“The human race, over all, is pretty amazing. I’d have to agree with you. But they’re a bit…. lost? Slow? Both?” He sighed lightly. “But they are a good bunch. I just wonder why this is the planet you picked. There are races ‘like’ humans out there.” He offered a small smile. “But I’m glad you did. Because if not I’d never have met you. I’d be a different, dead man…”
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“Well, if you really must know, Jack, I like this planet. I like it’s weather, I like it’s people...”
He trailed off for a brief moment.
“And honestly it was not all that long ago that I found myself homeless” He said simply as he rocked forward on to the balls of his feet for a moment with his hands held behind his back. “... And then there was the Earth.”
The Time Lord figured that the immortal would not let this point go until he got an answer that was hidden deep enough with in the Doctor’s enigma of thoughts and history. This time the Gallifreyan decided to let him in a little bit. Just open that door a tiny bit and let something small fall out for Jack to inspect, to keep him busy, in hopes he’d drop the subject.
“But enough about me,” he smiled, “what about you, Jack? Where would you go?”
A Rare Night [Closed]
Jack’s eyes had only left the wonder of the eclipse to gaze at the features of his Doctor. Something about the way the Time Lord spoke about humans, the admiration and the fantastic joy he seemed to feel toward them warmed Jack’s heart. He may have only been three quarters human, but that was enough to qualify him under the banner. To know that the Doctor felt that way about his race was enough for Jack. Even if that wasn’t how he felt about him, it was enough.
“My time on this planet, long as it has been, has certainly shown me what humans are capable of. Good and bad. But over all, I defiantly have to agree with you. We’re certainly creative.” He scratched the back of his head for a moment before he returned his eyes to the stars. “But we wouldn’t have the chance to be this way if it wasn’t for you.”
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The Doctor waved dismissively, a coy smile upon his features. He had saved this planet several times, everyone who knew him knew that, but he never liked gaining attention from it. He had always hoped that even if he had not shown up the planet and it’s people would find a way to defend themselves. Harriet Jones had been correct in at least one aspect though, and Jack lost much the one time that the Doctor had been busy elsewhere...
The Gallifreyian shook his head and dismissed the rather depressing guilty feeling that was threatening to crawl it’s way to the forefront. Tonight wasn't a good time for guilt and self-doubt. Tonight was a good night thus far, and suddenly being moody would be a bit rude.
“Well, there are bad apples in every batch.” The Doctor said simple. “Doesn't mean the whole barrel is bad. I’m sure you’d know a lot about that, Jack.”
Jack had seen and met all kinds of humans while working for Torchwood for all those years on Earth. If anyone knew human-kind better than themselves it was Captian Jack Harkness.
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The Paradoxical Problem [Closed] {Torqueriinmortalis}
The sparks took Jack’s attention, if only for the briefest of seconds. Brows knitting together in annoyance, Jack’s arms moved to catch the Doctor before he could get into the box. Pushing him back, Jack turned on his heel and slipped inside, tossing his favorite coat to the lest of the glass. Pulling the door shut behind him, he let his eyes trail over the Doctor one more time.
“I’m not sorry.” He said easily. “It’s better this way.”
Without waiting for a reply he pressed the button down, watching Wilfred scurry out of the glass box. He felt a slight tingling first, before the pain hit him. Radiation filling the chamber crawled along his skin, burning and popping holes in it like sunburn so severe it melted flesh. He dropped to his knees in the tiny space, eyes clamped shut in some effort not to lose them. Wanting to be strong, wanting not to let on that this, among the list of things that had killed him, might actually have been one of the more painful, he did his best not to scream. It hardly lasted. As the flesh on his chest began to melt away and the blood started to stain his shirt, Jack’s resolve gave way to shrill screams of agony. Crumbling to the ground he curled into a ball in some effort to protect himself. Without the Time Lord’s ability to absorb, he was taking the full brunt of the attack on his body.
And then the screams went quiet, but the radiation hadn’t gone. It was going to take much longer for a human with no ability to remove it than it would have for the Doctor. Jack remained motionless in the bottom of the chamber for some time before there was a gasp, followed by a yell and a whimper. His body hadn’t healed yet, not fully. Just enough to drag him back to life. The cycle continued for a long while, before the controls fizzled out and the lock on the glass popped. Dying and coming back several times had purged the radiation to the void, but Jack was once again motionless on the ground as is body tried to heal the damage done. What had once been a blue shirt was now mostly purple, and his trousers were certainly ruined. Blood pooled along the bottom of the chamber, leaking out as it fell open.
It only took a few moments for Jack to come to again, not daring to move, laying just in the crumpled heap on the ground. Wilfred had moved form the room, like Jack had asked, but the Time Agent was willing to bet the Doctor hadn’t.
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The spindly man was forced backwards and landed on his rear yet again. The Doctor hastily got back to his feet in a vain attempt to try to force the doors open. As the Time Lord raced headlong towards Jack, the immortal predictable beat the Doctor inside the chamber and slammed the Vinvocci glass door shut in the Gallifreyia’s face. The Doctor’s hands slammed in to the glass doors at speed he as pounded mercilessly against the glass barrier, his frantic pleading falling on deaf ears, as the Time Agent pushed the release button.
Horror was the only way to describe what happened next. The Doctor, now powerless, was forced to stand mere feet away and watch one of his best and most loyal friends flesh melt away, and though he would not die, one could argue that was the worst part of all of this. The Doctor knew Jack would remember this pain and that thought was enough to make the Gallifreyian terrible guilty and horribly sad. The sight was bad enough but the smell - oh heavens the smell was terrible, and it only added to his powerlessness and guilt. All the while amidst the Doctors emotions his skin prickled as goose bumps rose all along his arms. A chill ran straight up his back as the feeling he normally only equated with Jack now filled the room. The immortal man had changed the time stream, the flow of time had been tampered with, and thus they had created a new fixed point for their reality. A world in which the Doctor did not die when he should have...
Resigning to his fate and the cruel crushing feeling of failure he sunk to his knees in front of the door with one hand on the glass as he waited for this painful process to end, as he waited to remove his friend from his new radioactive coffin...
the orbit of the planets in our solar system
//BBL
// Gotta go get food or I’m gonna starve. Be back later once I’ve got supper. C;
A Rare Night [Closed]
He wondered if he should bring up the fact that technically speaking, Earth wasn’t his home. Instead he left that bit alone. He’d been on Earth so long, he guessed he should just consider it home. Why not? He looked like the race that lived there after all. Boeshane was mostly gone.
“She’s a beautiful planet.” Jack remarked as he watched the sky above him. “And there’s nothing like watching an eclipse. I’ve always enjoyed stargazing.” He wondered to himself is Wilfred might have his eyes on the sky that night. Wilfred Mott had been a star gazer, even when they had served together. He wasn’t about to ask the Doctor. He’d know then that Jack had been to see Donna. That wasn’t fair to put on him.
“Why do you always end up back on Earth?” He asked finally, pausing to glance at the Doctor once more. “All the planets in the universe and you end up here.”
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“I don’t always end up here.” He quipped, his eyes still star bound. “You’ve been to quite a few different places with me before. A giant floating space station, End of the universe and what not.”
“And if I do always end up here, then it must be the people, don’t you think, Jack?” He said with a bounce and a smile on his face. “This planet and it’s people have always amazed me. You humans are so resilient and so creative and just so unbelievable astounding. The things that humans can do never ceases to amaze me.”
Though he wouldn’t say it, another reason the Doctor returned to Earth so frequently was so that he could pretend he was in a close vicinity to all of his friends whom he’d left behind throughout the years. Sara, Mickey, Donna, Martha... Rose. All great people, all missing from his life now. At least on Earth he was on the same planet as the rest of them. They might even be watching the same lunar event as him, and if this was the closest he could be to some of them without hurting them again then this would do. It was something after all. At least there was a chance they were seeing the same thing.
