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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[askedtobe.livejournal.com]

[ Oh, well that was a little bit unexpectedly up close and personal. Which was why Peter takes a step back. ]

I used to be able to-- I don't know about through dimensions, though.

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

Hang on. [ He pulls out his sonic. ] You could teleport? Without a device?

[askedtobe.livejournal.com]

[ He just gives a small nod. ] Not anymore, but yeah. I could.

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

Why not?

[askedtobe.livejournal.com]

It's... a long story.

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

I'm a Time Lord. I've got the time.

[askedtobe.livejournal.com]

It was one ability I used to have. [ ... Sigh, ] Before my dad took it.

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

Ability?

[askedtobe.livejournal.com]

Yeah-- Flying, teleporting. Regenerating.

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

Blimey. A regular old X-Men, aren't you?

[askedtobe.livejournal.com]

Something like that. Sort of runs in the family.

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

That is how it works. Genetics. Some are recessive, some aren't.

[askedtobe.livejournal.com]

Pretty sure this one's a dominant trait.

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

Of course! If both your parents have it then you've bound to have it. Well, not always, but most of the time.

[askedtobe.livejournal.com]

My brother, too.

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

What can he do?

[askedtobe.livejournal.com]

He could fly.

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

You mean like ... [ The Doctor moves his hand around like a flying plane. ] flying?

[askedtobe.livejournal.com]

[ That.. actually makes him snort. ] Yeah, like flying. Like Superman.

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

Blimey. Without the x-ray vision and the laser eyes I hope. Laser eyes! What is the point of having lasers shoot from your eyes? Humans.

[askedtobe.livejournal.com]

He never had laser vision. I don't even know anyone that's got laser vision -- but yeah, that always sounded like it'd cause more problems than it was worth.

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

You don't sound too happy with your powers.

[askedtobe.livejournal.com]

... I miss the one I used to have.

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

Everything has to end or nothing else would begin.

[askedtobe.livejournal.com]

Doesn't make the ending any easier to deal with.