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[bit_impossible]

[When the sphere pops on, he doesn't notice that it has since he's very much lost in his own thoughts. For all of the control he has over those mental shields of his, a few stray thoughts still manage to slip through, though, for a mind as great and vast as his, a few is more like a stream flowing steadily from his head, gathering above him like a swarm of angry bees about to descend upon whatever has earned their ire. Well, minus the noise and the potential for a lot of stinging, of course.

Ever wonder just what goes on in a Time Lord's mind? Unfortunately, some of the images contained within the thought bubbles are of complicated Gallifreyan symbols only he and the TARDIS can understand, but have another look and you'll see the ever constant presence of the blue police box as well as the TARDIS in her Time Lady form in several of the bubbles, and amongst those are three black holes, three different versions of the dead Ganymede, an alive Ganymede and Orion in separate bubbles, a cup of tea which turns into a tea kettle because he definitely feels like more than one. And actually, he gets up from where he's been sitting in the starboard observatory on level 14, and begins to head toward one of the fine restaurants there to have himself a cuppa. While he walks, more bubbles containing the number three, snatches of the warning on level three in different ones, a banana, and his sonic screwdriver pop up along with the rest.

Of course, now that he's just entering the restaurant--he only went to the nearest one, a pretty little affair with white linens and flowers everywhere--different items of food begin to appear above his head--along with a yo-yo, that old ridiculously long scarf of his, and a windmill--that quickly cover up the more gruesome images from his nightmare and some of the ones still floating above his head. The captain is ever present, and if one looked even closer, you might catch the one stray thought containing some thick chains, though for what purpose, only he knows.

As he goes to have a seat, he happens to catch a glimpse of himself in a convenient decorative mirror and he groans seeing the veritable storm of thought bubbles above his head.]

Not again... This is getting to be very damned intrusive.

[Starts to make a mental note to do some more mind training but stops--though not before another thought bubble appears containing a notepad and a pen scribbling away. He sees that in the mirror as well and begins to grumble under his breath, quite annoyed with himself.]

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[bit_impossible]

[eyes those bubbles of his above his head and gives Tieria a sheepish grin.] I think everyone has seen...

[by-my-will.livejournal.com]

It does seem that way. Nothing is private right now, is it?

[bit_impossible]

For the most part, no. If you've trained your mind like I have, you might be able to block some of the out-going thoughts.

[by-my-will.livejournal.com]

As well as that is apparently working. Of course, with so many, I don't think you have much to worry about.

[bit_impossible]

Well...I've been distracted somewhat, I'll admit.

[by-my-will.livejournal.com]

Somewhat?

[bit_impossible]

[another bubble of the Captain pops up in his thoughts once more.] Unfortunately, distractions like this are more effective in derailing my normal thought processes these days. [much to his great annoyance.]

[by-my-will.livejournal.com]

I'm beginning to understand that. Every time I start to gather my own thoughts, something changes.

[bit_impossible]

You get used to it, I suppose. The only thing that's for certain, besides the three months ending in the appearance of the black hole and the Captain turning up dead, is the fact that the things we're experiencing are only temporary.

[by-my-will.livejournal.com]

That is one small consolation.

You say things get worse as it goes along?

[bit_impossible]

They have. This is only a mere inconvenience compared to what could come later on.

[by-my-will.livejournal.com]

What I saw previous to the reset was most certainly unpleasant.

[bit_impossible]

Oh, you have no idea, Tieria. Things have grown to be quite dangerous and people have died.

[by-my-will.livejournal.com]

Died?

[by-my-will.livejournal.com]

Oh yes... I remember that. They did last cycle, too.

[bit_impossible]

[nods] Fortunately for us, the nature of the ship allows for us to return from the dead--as you've very well noticed yourself.

[by-my-will.livejournal.com]

Yes, I've noticed. That seems to not be the only thing it can do.

[bit_impossible]

No. There's something within the ship that's enabling it to do things that nothing in this universe should be able to do.

[by-my-will.livejournal.com]

Perhaps we're not in a particular universe...

[bit_impossible]

[begins to grin] No, there have been times when I've seen constellations relative to those from my universe, and times where the stars have shifted position or none have existed when they should. It's an issue of our traversing time as well as crossing through different dimensions.

[by-my-will.livejournal.com]

[curious frown]

So we're already traveling through several dimensions...

[bit_impossible]

[nods] To gather the amount of people that we have from this many locations, cross-dimensional travel is the only way it could have been achieved.

[by-my-will.livejournal.com]

Perhaps. Unless we're being pulled from those dimensions to this one, somehow. Of course, either way, we're being pulled on to the ship. And the Earth I know isn't very close to a black hole.

[bit_impossible]

[he nods. also part of his theories] Funny, neither is the one that I know. Well, not yet anyway. There's plenty enough time before your sun turns into a red giant.

[by-my-will.livejournal.com]

[flat look] Well, yes. That is quite a ways off. [doubtful that even his own kind will live to see that unless they keep cloning themselves]