001 | brand new day |

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[ 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]

You don't seem to be going on.

[askedtobe.livejournal.com]

Trying to get me out of your hair, huh.

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

Not the sort of 'going on' I meant.

[askedtobe.livejournal.com]

Oh, you mean- The something else's.

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

Yes! The something else's.

[askedtobe.livejournal.com]

[ he sighs, counting the seconds before: ] ... My brother was killed. A few months ago. And then I needed his murderer's help to save thousands of people, except I got stuck inside of his head, in some alternate subconscious reality for I don't even know how many years. Turned out it was only about half a day.

That was just a couple weeks ago. The entire year hasn't been the easiest.

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I'm sorry. [ He says it sincerely, reaching up and putting a hand on Peter's shoulder. ]

[askedtobe.livejournal.com]

Thanks. [ He appreciates it, even working himself up to a faint smile. ]

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

Finding someone to make you smile is usually the first step.

[askedtobe.livejournal.com]

That's the hard part most days.

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

It gets easier.

[askedtobe.livejournal.com]

That's what I keep hearing.

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

But you don't believe it. Not yet.

[askedtobe.livejournal.com]

I believe that it gets easier when I don't have to think about it.

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It'll work. For now.

[askedtobe.livejournal.com]

It's all i've got.