001 | brand new day |

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

[ It's an unfamiliar site that you find yourself in tonight. An impossible room with different colors and glass floors, staircases that seem to go nowhere. At the center of the room is a column made of glass with panels filled with nonsense items: a typewriter, levers, hot and cold handles, even a phone! There's even a monitor hanging from the ceiling next to the man dressed in a tweet jacket and a bowtie. ]

No, this is definitely not the Eye of Orion... it doesn't make any sense! You're giving me nonsense, old girl, absolute babble! I know that the transfer might of been a bit confusing and backwards for you, but, no data whatsoever? What sort of nasty thing have you got in your time rotor this time?

[ Suddenly the man stops and turns and looks at you. He glances to the sides, shifting slightly, his hands flexing into small fists as he steps towards the edge of the glass ramp. ]

How did you get in here? No one can just walk into the TARDIS.


((ooc: intro post! ♥ this is a dream taking place within the console room of the TARDIS. if you have any questions regarding it, lemmie know! and, he doesn't know he's dreaming just yet. ))

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[waterfell.livejournal.com]

This and that are different. I have a right to know where I am.

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

The TARDIS. See, there. Now you know.

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

A ship that can cross dimensions. I'm impressed.

I'd like to know more about it still.

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

No.

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

Are you trying to make me angry treating me that way?

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

I'm saying you've got no right to know more than you already do.

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

[Her head lifts proudly. By her own standards, she's exercising enormous patience; she's not known for letting people go easily when she feels insulted.]

Explain just why you say that.

Make it good, and I'll forget about today.

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

You're a stranger. One who can travel dimensionally into something you shouldn't be able to. That makes you dangerous. Now, what kind of idiot would I be to just hand that sort of information over? A very old idiot.

[ The Doctor steps towards her. ]

Especially when we're not really in the TARDIS. Are we?

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

[It's an answer calculated to soothe her pride and make her back down. She nods, reluctantly, but looks at some point on a nearby wall next.]

As for the TARDIS, who knows?

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

No, we are in the TARDIS, but not the proper TARDIS. Took me a bit to realize but I figured it out. See, I've got this special bond with her. I can tell when something is off with her, and it's off because it's not really her, is it? No, it's not. It's not just an imitation, it's how I see her. In my thoughts. My dreams even.

Either we're all strapped into some big fancy machine and we're programmed to believe reality is a dream, or I am dreaming. Which makes me wonder how you were able to slip into my dream. Something to do with your powers then, Mercury?

Is Mercury really your name? Or have you got a proper name?

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

[His words click it into place for her without hesitation: the dream world, then.]

This is a dream world. You might be right about that.

But as for my name, Mercury is the name I was born with as the soldier born under that planet's protection. Don't make light of it.

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

Might be right! Good. Well, better than being wrong. If only by a bit.

Oookay then! Mercury it is. [ He was hoping she'd have a normal-ish name, but, that's what he gets. ] What do you know about this dream-y world thingie, then, Mercury?

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

[It's funny: It's from such an opposite standpoint, but she finally understands Venus and Jupiter's willingness to throw away their civilian selves. She feels further and further away from it the more she fights, the more she answers to Mercury.

And yet, she's only insisting on the name now for the sake of keeping them separate. Mizuno Ami still has a life, the life she wanted as - ironically - a doctor. She exists.]

I don't know much, either. Sooner or later, we awake. This... all of it, is a shared dream.

If you have so many secrets, it was probably your subconscious protecting them that made changes to this place.

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

That'd explain it. Make a big ol' giant safe in the shape of my TARDIS so that people would get lost in it.

Right... sorry. [ The Doctor shifts slightly, gesturing around as if the apology will make up for everything he's said. ] I take it then it's a thing that happens not very often, but often enough.

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

You could say that.

[As always, the answer is deliberately vague. There are people she sees frequently in her dreams, and only there; there are others she's seen perhaps once. And, the more it goes on, the more she feels like that line is blurred; like the dreams are too vivid.

It's probably her imagination. She's prone to that sort of overthinking.]

However often it happens, it doesn't seem to be harmful so far. But enemies have used the same techniques of dreams to affect the people before now. Don't let your guard down.

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

Good thing I am always cautious. [ He taps her nose. ]

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

[She jerks her head away and pivots a step backward. The Doctor is given a quick, suspicious look.]

What are you doing?

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

Tapping your nose! What does it look like?

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

[She takes a breath; she shouldn't be that tense from such a simple gesture, and a part of her knows it.]

I won't be angry this time, but, don't do it again. I don't want to be touched.

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

Bit touchy aren't we, eh?

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

[She was never good at it to start with. Now? She doesn't let people that close. She knows where it ends, in disappointment.]

You can call it that if you like. More importantly, shouldn't you be trying to wake up? Or did you decide to stay here awhile?

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

Oh, I'll wake up eventually. I always do. I don't sleep long as it is.

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

Do you take dreams seriously? [She looks thoughtfully at his face, as though remembering it.]

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

You would be stupid not to.

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

However, it's also foolish to let them decide reality for you.