gotosleep_idiot | November & December Test Drive Meme

"Uni - verse," Rose gave him the most blatant stare, worse than when he couldn't see the London Eye as a big plastic round thing that could be used as a projector. "U - NI! As in singular." She gently took the Doctor's cheeks in both hands. "You have a really horsey face," headshake, FOCUS, "Listen, Doctor. Multi-verse nexus. As in actual infinity."

A sigh as she dropped the hands.

"Time is in the vortex there. It's fake here. WELL, that's how 8 described it. It's not fake to me, but what do I know? I'm not a TimeLord." More headshakes. "It's the same reason your past can be here at the same time without paradox. But only one person per all universes can be here at once. I don't know why. Time, DNA, TimeLord shenanigans, Rassilon. You tell me, but time in the universe is in the universe. This, is outside of it." She scritched her head trying to puzzle it out and shook her head again, "Like I said, something about time and DNA. I don't get it. But this place runs only on will. AND, if you flub up your timeline because you let yourself will it -- which would be a neat trick given it's you -- that's why we're all called here. To fix that kind of thing. People who ascend are given bonus powers and literally have to seek out flaws, sort of like computer glitches in universes. There's a whole big long thing, either read Irene's thing, or ask Fluffy. Err, the face I married, yeah?"

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"Wait, whoa. old up. Hold ad backup. Outside of the universe entirely. And it calls Time Lords?" Something in his eyes then, some hint of the anger and the rage that this face so often kept hidden. He grabbed her arms and was about to say something, then...

"Married? You married one of me? Here? Does River know? Are you married to River as well then?" Wouldn't be the first time they'd shared a wife, though usually not both at once. Now wouldn't that be interesting.

No. Doctor. Focus.

"The Tardis. You said she's a soul so she'd have to Wake on her own, is what you said. I don't suppose she's around but seeming as though she's empty, is she?" he asked, that seriousness back as quickly as it had gone. "And small boxes. Either all black" because this could be connected "Or clear with a smaller box inside that might be glowing. This is important. Might be the most important thing in all the universe, any universe, all the worlds, in all of time."

House. Or another like House. Well. This could actually be Rose then, or a projection built on a psychic capture of her. Which means she could be not Rose but think she was Rose and would act and feel as Rose, the only difference being the pains in his hearts when the program ended.

She caught the quickchange emotion about the calling TimeLords, but before she could even ask about it, he'd moved on again.

"Yes," although about marrying River, Rose nearly punched him. AND THEY SHARED alskdjaldkjasdlkajsdlkas -- "NO!" Deep bad wolf huff. "Blimey... tell THAT to your third incarnation I dare you."

At the question she quirked her head. "The Box. But it's not... If you encountered something similar before, it's not the same. Fluffy asked Irene to make it for him so I'd be safe. The first month I was here. He was just staying with friends before that, and was scared of losing me again so..."

About the small boxes, Rose just shook her head and laughed, "No. Doctor, focus, sorry, but you're just... You're really out of it." She gently grabbed his temples between her hands and pulled their foreheads together. "Doctor it's me. I'm right here." She gently opened a psychic link, not entering his space, but opening a door so he could look around hers and verify everything for himself.

"I am focused!"

And with that door open he wouldn't enter. Not at first. Instead, he'd give. Snippits. Bits. If she was really Rose, she'd be clever enough to figure it out.

"The little boxes will make you angry." Just her voice. Just that.

The small cubes, the whole collection of small message cubes, their voices calling out.

Being inside the Tardis, with House booming at him while Rory knelt beside Idris.

Watching the Tardis sink into the ground, knowing she wasn't in there any more... but that Amy and Rory were.

Just those bits. No more. Because if this was House or one like him, more might make him shut this Rose down. But if there was anything in there that was actually Rose, she'd figure it out, she'd understand, and then... Ah! And THEN House wouldn't stand a chance.

A frown. "You're focused... in the past. In the time vortex. Not here." She withdrew all the same, but took his hand again. "You always do." She watched him with big eyes, waiting.

"You didn't even ask to see my ring!" She pouted, teasing him.

"Not just the past..." He shook his head to clear it, stepping away from that open mental door. He couldn't let himself believe this was Rose. He wanted it too much, and it was too important for him to see past the lie.

But he could make them think he believed. Rule number one and all.

"What ring? Why is there always a ring?" He asked, pulling the goofy persona back in place.

She giggled, and held up her ring. "Because it's the symbol for infinity, silly!" She frowned and gave it a small twist, the special diamond carefully crafted by the Doctor, blue and shaped like the TARDIS. "Your past got all weird about it when I started wearing it though." She looked up into his eyes, taking note of the color. Green, like he was trying to go back to blue after her, but hadn't completely let go of who he was. Or maybe she was overthinking it. "I didn't for a YEAR here. I didn't want them to feel obligated. But then River was here and they didn't seem to care about her. I guess it's different though. Me marrying Ten here, not in your proper time, yeah?"

"Marrying... Wait, Ten? The one right before me? Oi!! Fluffy? What do you mean fluffy? What about me was fluffy! Too skinny if anything. First thing I did right off, was eat. Well, crashed first. Then ate. Few good proper meals." He wasn't going to address the last of that, see what she pushed, what she didn't, get a feel for the shape of the trap by choosing what bits he poked.

So many giggles.

"I like him skinny! But he runs so fast! I can barely keep up. But he's a good size! Perfect for snuggles! And taller than you!" A protest and sassy hands on hips. "What'd you eat?"

No way he was telling someone who might not be really Rose about fish fingers and custard. "Oh all manner of things. Did you know beans are evil?"

"No? Since when do you not like beans? Well, since always I expect given the way you spoke about beans on toast. Pears are still evil-er," a pout.

"Worst is probably yoghurt. Just stuff. With bits in it."

"Yeah! The texture is so weird!" A face scrunch. "Not that I mind gloop." Because she has eaten so many weird alien things now.

"If you want gloop, eat jello. No don't. Never know when it might actually be alive."

"Like yogurt," nod nod.

"No, with that you always know. It just is. It's like eating grapes still on the vine. Never mind, it is nothing like that. So. This place. Trap. What's it got for me next?"

"Well, it's not a trap, it's a multiverse nexus. Read the pamphlet, Bowtie Boy, I don't wanna repeat the same old things. And I guess I should really make one just for people from our world," a sigh, "Fluffy talked about it but you know how you are."

"Hey, bowties are cool! And I don't procrastinate, I'm a time traveler. I'll do it last week. You'll see."

"No, they're not. Time can't travel here. Only you can. If the weeping angels catch you, they'll eat your memories of time. There's no time vortex here, no flow of -- that's what I was trying to show you earlier. Sorry. I'm so sorry, but it's going to feel a bit like you've been cut off until you can bend it better. The Master's got a jumpstart on you there. Also because he didn't spend so long whinging about traps, funny enough."

"Unless you're implying I'll be here forever, I'll be in time again, thanks. Never said it would be useful when I'd do it, just that I would. As for the Master, well he's always liked to make people think he was ahead of them and where he actually is, didn't he?" His hearts were thumping even as he reminded himself it was a trap. Still, bit of a here are your lives, and he couldn't say he liked it, but he did, a little. Even if she wasn't real, a moment back of Rose, of the Master being alive? Even knowing it was all probably fake, ah, these were memories he'd hold, all the same. Ghosts of the past, but without all the messy haunting bits.

"You can go back, but there's no point to it. You have extra infinity here with your own face, an entire multiverse to explore, no TimeLords or Rassilon to answer to, and even now you don't want to take it." Rose shook her head. "I swear I will never understand you."

A wry grin, "Well, yeah, but this time he actually is. He's living with River too."

"If I even believed this was real, I might have all that, yeah. But you know what I don't have? The Ponds. All of time and space. MY TARDIS. Who cares about forever with this face, forever isn't promised to anyone, you know. If this is all real, of course I'll talk to River before I go, few others. But I've just had hours of trying to stay in one place, Rose Tyler, and I won't have it again. If that is how time passes for everyone else, I'll just as soon get back in my Tardis, thanks all the same. All of time and space, everything that was, everything that will ever be, and you think I'd just stay in one place, let it all pass by?" Watch the people he loves grow old? He couldn't. He wouldn't. He refused. Utterly refused.

Bad enough waiting for the monster with Van Gogh. Then the black boxes and sitting for what felt like centuries on the Ponds' sofa. Just to sit around here and watch everyone die? Thanks, no. There's a whole universe full of things he's never seen out there waiting for him. New friends to meet, new kinds of pudding to try, new places to run.

He might as well have just forgotten about her the way her face falls.

It's hard, keeping her emotions separate enough to identify and deal with them. To keep them calm. But Rose does action first, and separating the emotions and the why's later.

So there's an obvious barrier on her face, a chip on her shoulder, where she's gone dark and cold too. "Then turn around and go back through the gate. And when you're done trying, because some silly tiny part of you that you refuse to acknowledge still wants to be here... then come find me."

And she just turns to leave.

"Oi. You're just going to go? Rose I knew would be right there holding my hand and coming with me." So this was all a trap then. Good to know. Now he just needs to find out who set the trap and make them understand the cost of using THAT FACE against him. Guilt, was what it was. Just guilt.

Rose is so tempted to punch him, and it shows in her quivering balled fists.

"The Rose you knew DID promise you forever! AND YOU big-Chinny went and forgot the promise, and replaced me!"

HUFF. "I said all of the Multiverse. And you're too busy bein' convinced I'm too human or fake to ever know something you don't! Multiverse. Parallel universes. All of the time and space of those. But nooooooooooo. Lock yourself to just ONE instead of infinity! Go on! Swan back! Find the precious Ponds! Can't stick around to have dinner with my Mum, but 'ey! Adopt a whole bleedin' family without me! River said you would have wanted kids here, and you could have knocked me over with a feather! Mr. I Don't-Do-Domestics settling down?! Fine that." HUUUUUUFFF.

Such a growl. "I'm going back to my husband. You said yourself, you'd rather talk to the River here anyway, so go! Do that!"

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