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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[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

She keeps very good care of the books. And, if she had kept her human form, there could have been a marriage like situation.

[hypospraying]

[She's looking around, bewildered.] A human form? How's that work?

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

Well, it's big and complicated and there was plenty of shenanigans involved... but! That's for another time, isn't it?

[hypospraying]

Well... I doubt there'll be another time, right?

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

You never know. Dreams are big and impossible. And, sometimes, miracles happen.

[hypospraying]

[She knows enough of the universe to know that's true.] Ok. Then next time I see you, we'll talk about your human time machine.

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

Right. Yes. Of course. The human TARDIS. [ He salutes and tips himself backwards into the pool. ]