bit_impossible: (Doctor-Shattered Look)
[Note: This is a plot-related piece for an event at [ profile] realityshifted where Ten is played in an AU.]

The Universe Has to Move Forward )

Character: The Tenth Doctor
Word Count: 4740
bit_impossible: (Doctor-Benign Smile)
[ooc: Before the Recursive Mind plot.]

[his shoulder twinges slightly, making him wince every now and then from the pain emanating from the wound every time he moves his arm in any single way. he really wishes it would just hurry up and heal; he rather likes having full range of motion for both arms. after checking the bar, he figured that it's either the library or the kitchen that he should check next but he decides to be contrary to such thoughts on the off-chance that Oliver didn't go there and headed to the forest instead. and that's where he is now, dodging branches and listening to the river burbling softly off in the distance.

well...he's listening for anything, really: the rustle of leaves, the crunching of twigs underfoot, anything.

and on the off-chance that anything making those noises hears him in any way, he decides to speak while he keeps an eye out for any movement. his voice is in its normal timbre but with a touch of gentleness in its tone.]

Ollie, if you can hear me--and I really hope you do otherwise this would sound incredibly silly and ridiculous--I need you to listen. I mean, it's not like I don't talk out loud to myself half the time anyway, but it's always nice that someone's on the receiving end of things I've got to say. Like now, for instance.

Hopefully just from the sound of my voice and my being here is enough. I'm all right, just like I said I'd be. But the one thing I didn't check before I left was how well you were. I need you to see that everything is all right--and that you can come home. That's why I'm here, speaking to the trees and flowers and the river nearby, and if you're not here, I'll go entertain an entire library of books next. Maybe I ought to have gone there first, but I kind of had a feeling you might not have gone there for any particular long length of time, not after those creatures had invaded.

I want you to come home, Ollie.
bit_impossible: (Doctor-Ice and rage)
[Note: This is a related piece for a character experiment in [ profile] realityshifted where Ten is played in an AU.]

So what if you can see the darkest side of me... )

Character: The Tenth Doctor
Word Count: 1507
bit_impossible: (Doctor-That's good right?)
Backdated before Meredith's appearance/projection on the Plane.

[the Doctor frowns as he leaves the bar, the door shutting behind him. well, he supposes he ought to be proud that his friend isn't there, but he's got to admit that it has made finding Oliver a bit easier in recent times knowing that he would be there.

that is...before they were trapped on the Plane for a month, anyway.

it leaves one other location for him to check, so he makes a beeline for the library. when he enters, he doesn't say a word, not just yet. ever since viewing Oliver's choice, he's tried to find his friend, but his efforts have been fairly fruitless so far. he isn't even sure if Oliver
is in the library. could be off the Plane for all he knows, but it's a chance he's got to take.

after checking through the various history sections, he pauses for the briefest of seconds to think where else Oliver would be--then he's got it. a small smile graces lips as he heads to the science-fiction section, and glances between shelves for a sign of--

he stops suddenly, catching sight of him resting in a chair at the opposite end of the shelves the Doctor is at. silently, he makes his way down the aisle and only once he's close does he speak]

Ollie! [his face splits into a grin] There you are! [tilts his head to catch the name of the book in Oliver's hands] What are you--oh. [pulls a face] Well, at least that one's got interesting characters. Well, when I say "interesting", I mean ones with a smart enough head on their shoulders to work with all those dodgy high-tech devices that I, frankly, could build in my sleep and in far less time than they did, and honestly that major plot twist? I saw it coming five pages in. Terribly predictable, if you ask me.
bit_impossible: (Doctor-Busy)
[luckily for anyone who may have stumbled upon the number to the TARDIS, the Doctor has installed an answer phone! no guarantees on how often he checks it, however.]

The Doctor's message )
bit_impossible: (Doctor-Benign Smile)
[Note: This was used as a writing sample for [ profile] luministi.]

Into the Universe )

Character: The Tenth Doctor
Word count: 617
bit_impossible: (Doctor-Suspicious)
He couldn't help pulling a face as plumes of fog rolled in over his feet the moment he'd opened the TARDIS door. "Well, certainly wasn't expecting that," he muttered to himself. Bit of fog never harmed anyone, and he thought it was better than water rushing in--or worse. Then again, he hadn't been expecting...well, whatever that had been to happen to the TARDIS navigational systems.

A chill ran down his spine the moment he stepped out to give the TARDIS a few moments to herself. Any amusement or puzzlement he felt disappeared, replaced with a feeling that someone had just walked over his grave. The little hairs on the back of his neck stood on end and he felt his body tense up all over. Now, he'd been in his share of dark, dank, and frankly creepy, cold places before, but this one seemed to be vying for the "Most Disquieting Place He'd Been to in the Past Month" award. Something in the air unsettled him to some degree, penetrating straight to his very bones...

But then he realised just how much of an idiot he was being--a fact he'd never, ever admit to anyone ever--and began walking down the unwelcoming corridor he'd turned up in. The moment he turned the nearest corner, he came to a stop, his eyes widening slightly.

"Ah, sorry, I should have knocked," he said casually, his eyes quickly scanning the creature before him. The hand he saw peeking out from the tattered sleeve ends left him with no desire to shake hands with it, and the brief sight he caught of the thing under the hood. Bit of a dog's breakfast, he thought. "Didn't think anyone was home." A shriek right then pierced a hole in his lie. "Well, I thought there might have been someone else at home." He paused, trying to find the eyes of the cowled creature floating menacingly towards him. "Yeah...I'll just be running now. Bye!"

And he ran--or rather he started to when he noticed his way back to the TARDIS had been blocked by another creature exactly like the other one. "Ohhh, that isn't fair!" he groaned, back-pedalling, and darted down the other end of the corridor.
bit_impossible: (Doctor-Bright Smile)
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bit_impossible: (Doctor-Stunned silence)
The moment the TARDIS had ceased shaking him about like a die in a tumbler, he scrambled to his feet, immediately checking his ship's systems. "Everything all right there, old girl?" he asked absently, his hands flicking and turning different switches and dials, his eyes glancing at the screen. Made him glad he waited to test the updated fast-return switch he'd just installed until after he'd left Harriet in Flydale North to visit her mum. A private trip there without all the media coverage would do her some good, he felt.

Now if he could only figure out what the hell went wrong with his TARDIS... The fast return switch, by all rights, should have brought him back to Sulinara! The original trip there hadn't been as bumpy, nor had any of the other trips he'd made using the old switch. Not that he recalled anyway.

He shrugged and sighed at the read-outs he was glancing over. The TARDIS would only tell him he was on Earth and nothing else. "Come on, not even a little clue?" he complained and frowned as he slipped the pair of glasses off his face and stowed them safely away. "I hope you're not acting like this on purpose. I'll have you know it wasn't my fault the switch didn't work!" A pause. " might have been," he conceded, running a hand through his hair. "Just a bit..."

Deciding it'd be best if he left the TARDIS to run a diagnostics on that particular section of her systems in peace, he quickly made his way to the door, shrugging his long brown coat on. "Just going out for a stroll," he said, hoping to get a response from his ship. He only received a stony silence in return; even the humming in the console room had become more subdued. "Right," he added, clicking his teeth together. "Back in a jiff."

Something told him, however, as he stepped out into a leafy forest on what like a beautiful summer day, that he might be a little longer than a 'jiff'. "What?"

Especially if what he saw before him was indeed another TARDIS, an exact copy of the one he'd just left. "What?!"


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