002 - Log
When: June 5th; Daytime
Where: Somewhere in Nhode
Rating: PG(?)
Characters: The Tenth Doctor (doc_in_converse), Riku (dawnwards)
Summary: With the Doctor working on stuff in Nhode, he finds himself confronted. Well, he's said some things that would probably lead to something like this, hasn't he?
Log complete - Transferred to sendoff_logs
To be honest, none of this makes sense. The Doctor is seated on the curb, not too far from that not-so-inconspicuous blue box known as the TARDIS. Well, at least it doesn't look like a space ship. Thankfully, both doors are closed for the time being, but... to be honest, the Time Lord needs to get his head out of her 'guts', so to speak, and think over things to try and make them all make sense.
Of course, things no longer work as he knew them to work- could this be OSTA's fault? ANTI's? He's not sure, but what he knows, is that the worlds should be sealed off from each other. One world should not affect the other and so forth.
There is a slight thought that drifts into the man's mind- if this is the case, then the world where Rose went to....
...
That's a thought that is quickly smashed into silence. He can't try to break the boundaries and laws that he should be following, despite the twisted and confused manner that nature has decided to react due to the latest events. If things fixed themselves, then it would all be...
...but...
This is what drives the Doctor to stand to his feet. He berates himself for thinking on that far too much, and he turns on a heel to start towards the TARDIS- maybe working on her some more would take his mind off of things he shouldn't be considering.
Where: Somewhere in Nhode
Rating: PG(?)
Characters: The Tenth Doctor (doc_in_converse), Riku (dawnwards)
Summary: With the Doctor working on stuff in Nhode, he finds himself confronted. Well, he's said some things that would probably lead to something like this, hasn't he?
Log complete - Transferred to sendoff_logs
To be honest, none of this makes sense. The Doctor is seated on the curb, not too far from that not-so-inconspicuous blue box known as the TARDIS. Well, at least it doesn't look like a space ship. Thankfully, both doors are closed for the time being, but... to be honest, the Time Lord needs to get his head out of her 'guts', so to speak, and think over things to try and make them all make sense.
Of course, things no longer work as he knew them to work- could this be OSTA's fault? ANTI's? He's not sure, but what he knows, is that the worlds should be sealed off from each other. One world should not affect the other and so forth.
There is a slight thought that drifts into the man's mind- if this is the case, then the world where Rose went to....
...
That's a thought that is quickly smashed into silence. He can't try to break the boundaries and laws that he should be following, despite the twisted and confused manner that nature has decided to react due to the latest events. If things fixed themselves, then it would all be...
...but...
This is what drives the Doctor to stand to his feet. He berates himself for thinking on that far too much, and he turns on a heel to start towards the TARDIS- maybe working on her some more would take his mind off of things he shouldn't be considering.