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Rose spread her hands in a helpless shrug. "He's always been a bit nutters. Fine line between brilliance and insanity and all that."

She hummed again, looking away, trying to figure out how much to reveal or not.

"There's no time here. Or there is, but it's all at once, and removed from the usual flow of time," she looked at River again, more seriously. "He said Time Lords are supposed to fix flaws in it, and that's... sort of the purpose of this place. To fix flows in twisted timelines and... I don't know how well he'll take to that. At all." What with the Time War and everything else. Yeah...

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She frowned a bit, and wanted out of the space suit more than she ever had before. She could reach her sonic, her journal, one of her guns... but her lipstick, her other gun, and more importantly at the moment - her vortex manipulator - were all impossible to access. She wanted to see what sort of readings she would get if she tried to use it.

Impulsive and rash? Yep. The brightest? Not always.

"This place is meant to fix them how?" she asked, all business now. If she found this out, before he did....

The Doctor must have a thing for impulsive rash chicks.

"It's not this place, it's the people who come here. Who answer the call. Not that they always do, I guess some of them probably mess up or don't always want to, but that's the risk taken, yeah?"

Rose closed her eyes. It sounded almost like the Doctor in that way. Since not all of his companions or risks always turned out for the best, arguably.

"That's what we're here to do? Fix time. You, me, and the Doctor?"

Rose just arches an eyebrow.

"No."

And does her best to actually bend herself a cup of tea. Because that's the best way to make her point about this place. It might not be delicious, and it might be a little too much like her mother's, but not bad, refilling an empty tea cup with psuedo-brain-telepathic-magic, yeah?

"There's at least one hundred and fifty people here, all from different alternate universes or another. Everyone just... does what they want."

She gestured to her magic tea and sipped it. "All of them can travel to different worlds, other places, other universes... by earning the city's trust and getting stronger at Bending. Bending is name on the tin, bending the reality around you to your will. Takes practice, but gets easier each time. You have to be kind of centered into this place, really believe you're here and stop wanting to go home though, yeah?"

Which was why she had relatively low expectations for the Doctor's capacity to do that.

"Finding flaws is itself... pretty hard. Because not everyone agrees on what is a flaw. Imagine if there's an alternate universe where the Doctor is supposed to die, yeah? And the only way for time to continue there is for him to die. That's not the kind of thing you or I should probably be tasked with. In the history books here, there was a deva -- high level ascended bender -- who was obsessed with perfection and turned a couple places into glass. And Nautilus is supposed to be obsessed with change? So I guess you can take that flawlessness thing too far."

At least she doesn't point out that she's still not going to be too easy to share the Doctor with. Which is a weird sort of moment. She had invited people along before, and she was glad that Marinette was helping look after him and yet...

Well, that was another thing she didn't want to think too much about for now.

The self-filling tea cup was interesting, and she listened carefully to what Rose had to say. "Any timeline that requires his death to continue..." she closed her hands grimly around her tea cup. "He would still want to fix. Which is why what I am about to say, has to stay between you and I...."

She hesitated to trust Rose with this much, but she needed to make sure he wouldn't do anything stupid.

"Any place the universe needs some one like him to die... I'm close enough." She proved it in the Library, had offered herself on the Byzantium, though then she had trusted him to come up with another answer, and he had done just that.

But now she knew, without a shadow of a doubt, if someone needed to die, between her and him, she would be the one to step up. The worlds needed him, far more than anyone needed her.

"Don't let him be the one to chose. He'll always throw his lives away defending someone else. If that time comes, you hold him back, and I'll do what needs to be done to save him, and the time line. Agreed?" she asked, eyes serious, jovial nature gone. This was perhaps her best ally outside of the Tardis herself, in saving the Doctor.

This would also give her an idea of how far she could trust Rose.

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"Oh I know," Rose face palmed. "Believe me, I know." She hadn't even GONE alternate universe travelling yet, and knew that much. In that regard, the Doctor and Rose were both just too much alike. Willing to jump headfirst into danger and not think twice.

"That's how we actually met, yeah?" She still hadn't removed her hand from her face, because she wasn't technically supposed to tell people this much, but it was to see how much she could trust River too. And besides, even if River was a Time Lord or something, Rose still couldn't see what it would endanger. "He wanted to give this living plastic under the shop I worked that blew it up and kidnapped my ex-boyfriend a chance to live and surrender, and it captured him instead. And then when daleks came back via the emperor and mutating from humans, he still was just like 'Run for it Rose!' and tried to sacrifice himself without even thinking that there might be places and moments that still could use his help to rescue them." She was still a little bitter and salty and -- "It doesn't help that he thinks he's nearly immortal, but he isn't, is he."

She nearly bit her tongue with the urge to clamp her teeth shut HARD. Why had she said that? She'd rather people thought he WAS immortal and didn't try anything stupid, because aside from which, Rose was going to try very hard to make him immortal or close to. "Well, he is here. Basically. We all are." Unless they gave up the will to live or were overpowered by someone else's will but there was no way Rose would allow that, ever.

She gave a small dark smile and nodded. "The certainly sounds like him," she said dryly. "As to being nearly immortal, he both is and he isn't. I've seen him dying, willing to do so, arguing against his own rescue. If I have my way, he'll never be to that extreme again. He needs people like you, like me. He should never travel alone, he needs us."

She leaned back, "and we can't let him play with what death does and does not mean in this place like it is his shining new toy. He will want to. Unable to travel and leave, if he truly is unable, he will try to poke at the core aspects of this place, he will want to figure everything out. That is where you and I come in."

Rose studies her tea, and then River song deftly under her lashes.

"How do you really like your tea?"

It's relevant because...

"Because you calculate more than I can, more than I'm ever willing to bother with, yeah?"

Rose closed her eyes and leaned back. "I'll do anything to help him." But she didn't want to get tricked. Didn't want to think she was helping while all she was doing was leading them into a trap. Didn't want to hurt him with the oh-so human arrogance of thinking she knew what was best for him, while she actually had no idea. "But I never know that will be until later. If I don't take things as they come, he'll just mess up. His own plans will be so coordinated, that if I don't improvise it, go on instinct, then it'll just get in his way. And I trust him."

How did she like her tea? Really? She smiled. "As wine."

But on to more serious matters. "I trust him too. Some days, he even trusts me. But I will tell you one secret..." she leaned forward. "He is only half again as clever as he thinks he is, and most of his plans are made just that way. Let him talk, let him do his thing, and be already to jump in when it seems right."

Rose grinned, and by the end of River's explanation: laughed. "That sounds about right. So what are your plans here? I barely got to tell you much about Nautilus, yet. We've just been talking about the Doctor," she face palmed lightly.

"There is nothing on this, or any other world, better to talk about," she assured Rose with a smile. "But I am willing to listen to any information you've gathered on this place. And anything the Doctor may have gleamed, so long as I know what came from him, so I can take it with a grain of salt."

Rose's ears felt a little flushed at the idea of that, but she wasn't about to argue the point.

"I don't think he'll ever get the hang of bending," Rose explained, closing her eyes and trying to make a bottle of wine for River. She failed though and wound up with an almost mangled vase with red colored water in it. Do not drink. "Well, maybe. Telepathy and all that, so once he stops trying to break down the molecular levels and the impossibility of it all.... Maybe."

Rose frowned at the vase before trying again, this time using the vase as a base to mold into a bottle. Still, even that much exertion was tiring and she had to stifle a yawn. "It's a bit tiring too. Gets easier if you try not to create things out of thin air. Um. So there's chaos between the worlds, and that creates storms, and sometimes that infection, I mentioned earlier, yeah?" Another swallowed yawn, and Rose drank some more tea. "The storms can be a bit weird, all kinds of crazy effects. Turn people into animals, make them forget things for a week, turns them all flirtatious, what have you." She missed Jack again, he'd have really gotten a kick out of all of that. And just Nautilus in general, really.

"The more you ascend, the better you get at bending, and then you can travel all the worlds and fix flaws, mm, 'mentioned that too, I think, yeah?" She slowly started to recharge from her failed bending attempts and her eyes brightened, more alert. "Yeah. The Doctor's been mostly focused on the people here. Which is just as well." Because she worried most about him when he was alone, and he didn't even have the TARDIS for company now. "He's got quite a few friends, and he pretty much drilled me on who I should avoid. Bit paranoid, really." Though not without reason, even Rose would concede. She hummed quietly, "There's a library and museum, and we spend most of our time there." Surprising literally no one ever. "But this place..."

She paused and went into her cell phone to pull out a pair of maps. One of the city, but more importantly: this one. "Gravity, space, everything holding this place together is just from will. People wanting things to be this way either out of familiarity or sensibility or whatever. The world doesn't rotate around a star. The sun's daylight is like Earth's in Nautilus, but no one could tell you why. It has a night cycle, and again, no one could tell you why. That alone is enough to drive the Doctor a bit mad, yeah?" She makes a gesture around her ear. "'M still trying to get him to make a gadget or doodad to help with his time sense, but I think he said it's like being suddenly blind. So glasses can only go so far to restoring vision, they can't replace it entirely."

She puckered her cheek to the side. "Only, I'm pretty sure he can't sense it, because it's not in the universe anymore. Time is completely collided and meaningless here. It's all at once. So even if he says he's from the same time as me..." she shrugs. "That's why the dead can be here too. It's confusing."

What else, what else... "The West has a red sun and giant spiders and rivers of mercury. So... that's pretty high on my list of regions to avoid, yeah?"

A quiet hum and she ticked off her fingers, "Bending, Ascension, West, Kalliste, Chaos, Museum, Library, and the Doctor is a touch paranoid. More than usual. Possibly with good reason since all of time is at one. Yeah, I think that about covers it," she grinned.

Because River was never to take things at someone else's sequence, her thoughts processed Rose's words as they made sense to her, rather than as they were said.

Her words, and the odd misshapen thing between them on the table that had once been tea.

"Flirty sounds fun." She tried to picture the Doctor, not the one she knew on the most adventures, but the one that she had her final date with as flirty. It was hard enough to picture that she desperately wanted to see it. Of course she'd be good and not take advantage of that... Okay... mostly good. A little good. Oh who was she kidding? She planned to enjoy every moment.

Her eyes darkened a bit with each mention of the Library, but it was the museum she commented on. "That man will always show up at museums," she said with a bit of a smile, remembering having this conversation with her mother. "It's how he keeps score. But you want a real laugh? Wait for a crisis, introduce him to an archeologist." She grinned a bit at that. There hadn't been much pointing and laughing, but oh how there had been running.

"He's been outside the universe before. Though he hasn't done yet. But he wasn't like you're describing then." Implying she was there when she really knew about the adventures with House from her parents. "Perhaps it's because he's done this first," she said, musingly. "As soon as I can find proper clothes and a place to change out of this stink factory... and a shower.... I can check and see what I can tell from time. And if you tell that man I brought a form of time travel here with me, I shan't forgive you." A test of trust, a crumb to see what Rose will do with it. And a safe enough one, since it was a pretty safe bet that her Vortex Manipulator wouldn't work here, if the Doctor was having trouble sensing time.

"But what I want to know more about are will and bending. Then other worlds. Because he will want to save those once he's convinced he's done saving this one. A smart girl is prepared. Besides, if I don't stay a step ahead of him, he'll leave me in the dust." His companions he'd wait for, take their hand and drag them along. But her? She had to stay ahead of him to stay in his sights, had to remain a puzzle, a mystery. Always.

And even as she was so sure she was always doing that....

He always saw her final moment in his mind. All those adventures, all those years, and he had been counting down in his head until it was her time, her time to go to the Library....

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So many long posts, and then.... this >.<

rofl ikr

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warning, distracted tagging, studying.

No worries! Go study! /gently nudges

Studied all day. Now... Now I RP! If.... I have any brain left.