TARDIS Blues [Open]

[futuredoctor]

(OOC: It's alright)

Seeing the two women who made a great impact on his life certainly would certainly drive the Doctor to tears and hug them to death. The thing is, this Doctor is unlike that of his Tenth incarnation who hugged everyone else like an idiot of some sort, which the Tenth actually is or so the Twelfth thinks so.

After so many years of hardships, wars and trials, the Doctor never imagined he would ever see these two. Last time he checked, it was in his 'dying' days as the Tenth he last saw these two women and never again dared to see them again. Not even one glimpse, not even observing them from the console of the TARDIS.

The Doctor laughed at hearing Donna's rather rude statement. Taking the pint of beer the bartender just served him as Donna spoke, the Doctor took a swig and he looked at his former companion, "Defensive and ginger as always Donna."

"And Rosie with the innocent smile as always. Cheers to that!" The Doctor grinned like a cheshire cat after saying such statement and took a drink once more. Hearing them ask about his identity almost 'choked' the Doctor, but he suddenly remembered who he was and why he's here. If he were either of his past incarnations he would have simply told them 'the Doctor', but he wasn't that same man now. He was careful and meticulous compared to his previous incarnations. A wee bit elegant even if it didn't show that he was 'noble' and all.

"I'm Smith. John Smith," the Doctor replied out of instinct. His intellect suddenly kicked in and the Doctor's eyes widened and stepped away from both women He raised a hand in front of him in realization of what was happening, "No, this is impossible. This is wrong, this is-"

"The air smells like...21st Century air. To be more exact," the Doctor ranted as he closed his eyes and took deep breaths. The moment the Doctor opened his eyes, he saw a sign written in Welsh. "I'm in Cardiff. 21st Century Cardiff and there seems to be no trace of the destruction of the Hub in the air. That seems to be rather odd isn't it?"

The Doctor looked at the two women in front of him and took out a magnifying glass, "But this can't be right. This never happened at all. This is wrong, well for starters my presence here is wrong, but still the point stands. Rose never met Donna and Donna never met Rose prior to THAT!"

"Of course," the Doctor said in realization after pocketing his magnifying glass, "The old girl did it after all! She did it! She tracked them down after all!"

The Doctor seemed to be in a happy mood and finished up his mug. He took a large amount of cash from his pockets and laid it on the bartender's table, "Landlord! Everybody's drinks on me!"

"Works for me mate," the Doctor heard the bartender say in an amused way. The bartender refilled the Doctor's mug and he said, "Here have another one mate."

This earned the Doctor cheers from the patrons, but the Doctor suddenly became serious after his mug was refilled. He placed the mug on the bar and he faced both of his previous companions, "Donna, Rose you may not believe me, but I am here to help. But first tell me what happened recently to the two of you? While you're at it, tell me what has the idiotic imbecile of a Time Lord has done now?"

[donnanoble]

Defensive and ginger. John Smith.

Donna just stared at the man, looking at the hunk of a man, trying to work out if she had met him before. She blinked a few times, and opened her mouth in awe, which looked rather comical given their situation. No bloody way, she did. She'd remember a man like that. But it wasn't just the looks that got her attention. It was the fact that he knew both their names and began ranting on about being in Cardiff. That seemed awefully familiar, but could not quite grasp it as she felt slightly energized and tipsy.

"John Smith?! I don't know any John Smith - " She shook her head, leaving her red hair flying wildly around her face. She glanced at Rose with a quizzical look on her face, and looked at the man supposingly named John. She leaned in closer to him, and whispered, "You a don't belong here, do ya?" She tried to give him a hint as to saying he was a Time Traveller, but she didn't want to blurt that out in a bar full of drunk patrons, and the fact that this man did fire a few alerts in her brain.

"The Hub - what? What's impossible? Wha...We never met? Who did what? What the bloody hell are you on about?!" She began blurting out a whole string of words that seemed to make no sense even to her, until she became more agitated with him. Then the man became extremely happy like he just won the lottery, and began shouting everyone drinks. The free drinks didn't bother her, but the fact that this man went from looking like he was about to cry, to abnormally happy in the span of a few minutes, was just plain crazy. Maybe he was a crazy nutjob fresh out of rehab.

Now Donna became more serious, "You're here to help? I don't know you - wait...Time Lord? You know the Doctor? What are you, a Time Traveller? Spill it, hunks."

[Rose Tyler]

Rose frowned as the man grinned at them. Normally, she would be smiling back, but this was just odd. She had never seen this man in her life, and yet he knew her by name, and acted like they were best friends. You couldn’t help but get creeped out by that a little. As the man introduced himself, and Donna turned to her with a question in her eyes, Rose frowned deeper, thinking. John Smith. She’d heard that name before, and despite the saying that it was common, you didn’t actually meet that many John Smiths. Then it dawned on her – the Doctor went by that alias. But this man wasn’t the Doctor, so who the hell was he.
As he babbled, Rose just got more confused. However, as the man finished up, a word caught her attention. Time Lord . How did this man have any idea about time lords? Donna asked if he was a time traveller, but even most time travellers didn’t know about the time lords. Well, lord. Donna hit the nail on the head when she asked the man to spill it. How on this earth and the next did he know who they were?

[futuredoctor]

"First things first, but not necessarily in that order," the Doctor said as he tried to interrupt Donna's questioning. With Donna firing off one question after another, the Doctor took out a wooden mallet from the pocket of his coat and playfully hit the table with it as if he were a judge to make Donna shut up, "Yes I'm here to help. No, you knew me very well. Yes, I know that idiotic Time Lord more than Rose will ever know. And technically, I'm much more than a traveller."

"It's nice to finally hear a compliment from you Donna," the Doctor said as he placed the mallet on the table. "Much better to hear hunks from you than beanpole or spaceman. I do like spaceman though. It sounds..."

"Spock-like," the Doctor muttered to Rose as he moved his brows upwards twice. The Doctor sighed and looked at both of his former companions, "Listen to me. Do you have any idea what you'd have to look forward to if you knew who I am? Nine out of ten chances you'll be in shaking your heads in disbelief and-Oh screw it! Well, you're out of luck, 'cause that's totally why I'm here."



The Doctor took out his old sonic screwdriver and placed it on the table, "Look familiar? Oh and if you two still don't know me, Donna you used that mallet to hit a Sontaran senseless and Rose, I do remember letting you give the TARDIS some percussive maintanance."

[donnanoble]

As soon as the man hit that mallet upon the table, Donna jumped in her skin. Her heart was racing, and she made sure she stopped firing questions. For the time being, of course. Her face was a mixure of confusion and disbelief. Although if anything, she was about to clobber him herself.

Beanpole? Spaceman? She gasped, "Noooooo....It couldn't be....Could it?" You dunce, it's possible. She travelled through time for crying out loud, and to not consider something like this was madness. This whole situation was just....mad! There was only one person who she would call beanpole and spaceman too. But the strange thing was, he was already here....Unless he was some imposter....Then he pulled out his Sonic Screwdriver, and looked twice at Rose, then back at the man, then at the screwdriver like a bird.

She could not give up yet, though. She put her hands on her hips..."Alright, who are you exactly and what have you done with the Doctor?!" She looked at Rose and shugged, "I leave the man for a few hours and this is what he gets himself into?! I need to glue him in one spot, next time I see him..."

[Rose Tyler]

Rose frowned as the man hit the mallet on the bar, and watching intently as he talked with Donna. The frown only deepened as Donna gasped. However, Rose hardly heard this, as at that moment, the man, John Smith wasn't it, raised his eyebrows at her, twice.

Spock Like he muttered, and Rose gasped of her own. The only people that knew about that were Jack and the Doctor, she concluded, racking her mind for any others who might have been told. And it was the kind of thing that didn't get brought up, one of those little in jokes that were pointless to tell others.

But this wasn't Jack, clearly, and it wasn't the Doctor either.
Or was it?

No, that was ridiculous. This man wasn't the Doctor. But now the though had popped into her head, it was busy matching everything he had said until now, up with the new revelation. She was still denying it when he brought out the sonic screw driver. Now that was a device that was purely Doctor. He was the only one who would even think to sonic up a screw driver after all.

Rose met Donna's eyes and shook her head.
" I only saw him half hour ago, and he was fine then and still buried in the Tardis." she looked back to the man. "I say you answer Donna quick smart."

[futuredoctor]

"You two are almost there..." the Doctor whispered as he saw the 'incredulous look' on their faces. To some extent, the Doctor was happy of some sort. Even if he risked a paradox, which was quite unlikely given the circumstances, the Doctor wanted these two women to know who he is. He sort of owed it to them after all they've been through. Maybe to himself too for some nefarious reason. The moment Donna began to talk he smiled up in glee as he expected her to mouth his name, but instead he got another barrage of question. The Doctor rolled his eyes and sighed, "Oh my giddy aunt..."

This was ridiculous! I mean it really wasn't as the Doctor knew these two were cleverer than most humans, but still their minds were still typical human. Disappointed with his two companions, the Doctor's attitude changed when he heard 'news' about his former incarnation, "Buried in the TARDIS? What's he done to her now? Of all the confunded-"

"Typical human!" the Doctor finally burst out after having enough of them being so thick and all. "The answer is right in front of you and you stupid little apes ignore it! I thought you two learned a thing or two when you travelled in the TARDIS. But guess what? You two don't fail to disappoint!"

The Doctor took a deep breath and continued to looked very annoyed at both of them. Even if he wouldn't dare shout at Rose and Donna for everything that has happened, he still couldn't stand 'this'. He very well knew that he hated people who continue to ignore what was in front of them and he would knock some sense into them if he had to. But he knew that he was wrong to shout at both of them, cut them some slack as Jack would say. The Doctor took another deep breath to recompose himself and looked at both of his companions.

"I'm sorry about that. It's just...Donna it's understandable on why you don't really understand, but Rose...," the Doctor stepped back from Rose and put on the spectacles of his Tenth self. He showed his psychic paper to Rose and on it was written the words: 'Before I go, I just want you to know that you were fantastic. Absolutely fantastic.'

The Doctor pocketed his glasses and psychic paper as he continued to look at Rose and Donna with a rather sad look on his face, "Now, do you know who I am?"

[donnanoble]

Donna was completely out of ideas. Really, she'd had enough crystic conversations to last her a lifetime, and to find out that this man was doing the same, was driving her nuts. She'd only wished the man who claimed to be John Smith, would just say it already. If it wasn't the Doctor who gace her cryptic answers like this, than this man...Wait.

But just as she opened her mouth to speak, he began firing what she saw, as insults to her and Rose. Well, moreso her, being a stubborn Noble and all. But still. Before she began to say anything else, he whipped out black glasses...

"Oh my God - " Donna whispered. She was completely stunned. But how...."...Doctor? Is that you? DOCTOR?! What - How the bloody hell did you get like that? Why didn't you just say so in the first place?" Without taking her eyes of him, she took another sip of her drink and finished it. He did look rather odd with those glasses...."But how is that possible? I saw you not long ago, and you definatly didn't look like that..."

[Rose Tyler]

The thought had been bouncing around in her head for a few minutes now as the Smith man talked, but it wasn’t until he pulled out the glasses that it really, truly hit home. Well, the glasses helped, but it was the words written upon the psychic paper that sent her head spinning.

Before I go, I just want you to know that you were fantastic. Absolutely fantastic

Her stomach dropped with her jaw, as she looked him over. No one but him and her knew those words, and it wasn’t even him, not really. Well, it was, but he had looked different. Tears welled ever so slightly in her eyes as her mind went back to that night, after they fought together against the Darlek’s on Satellite Five. Although with the power of the time vortex on their side, and the help of a very large truck, they managed to stop the plans of the robotic, evil, inhumane creatures, it hadn’t come without a price. On removing the power of the time vortex from her, the Doctor had sacrificed himself. The event that followed had been by far the scariest of her life. That was saying something, considering some of the situations she’d been in. The Doctor had regenerated, and the man she loved had disappeared, changing into a stranger.

But this couldn’t be the same man. She had seen the Doctor, her Doctor, not all that long ago. He might have a knack for trouble, but even he wasn’t that strong a magnet for it. No, this couldn’t be him. It was the Doctor, and he obviously had the same memories, the same history as he did, which meant he’d crossed his own timeline.

“You’re the Doctor” she said, thinking her words over, “But you’re not our Doctor. And you know us, so you’re from the future? Am I right?” she asked, be voice picking up as excitement worked it’s way in, replacing the distress she had felt at the fear he had gone and changed on her again.

{[Sorry it's taken so long. Things have been a bit hectic with RL ]}

[futuredoctor]

"Bingo!" the Doctor said in glee as Donna began to do whatever Donna was good at. To see Donna like this was something he missed for the centuries he had lived through. The Doctor laughed a bit and began to explain, "Well if I told you two, then would you two have believed me? Besides, it wouldn't really be fun if I didn't get to see you fire off questions like you always did. On my physionomy on the other hand, it would rather take quite some time in order for me to explain it rather thoroughly."

"Well Rose? What do you think?" the Doctor asked as he turned towards Rose and saw her very much surprised reaction. It was something to be expected though. With everything they've been through, that memory seemed to be the most important one in history. That misadventure in Satellite Five. That long game spearheaded by the Daleks. Rose being the Bad Wolf and all. But what made it so precious that it was the moment he 'died.' Even though not many of his incarnations would agree with him, but the Twelfth considered his Ninth incarnation to be the best one yet. If it weren't for him, he couldn't have shared any memories with Rose. Without him, he'd be probably stuck somewhere else finding some alternate power source for the TARDIS and all. But that was the past and this was his present. Well technically it was the past for him, but the point still stands.

"Well isn't that just Torchwood-ish of you Rose Tyler. I had hoped to explain the wibbly wobbly timey wimey process of the bloody thing to get your knickers in a twist, but that's alright. Saves me time from explaining to Donna," the Doctor said with a smile, but his expression turned into a serious one afterwards. "Yes, I am from the future. To be more precise and all, I'm at least three times older than that troublesome incarnation of mine. Two thousand seven hundred and eighty five years old and I look pretty good huh?"

"So, back to the question earlier," the Doctor said as he seriously looked at both of his former companions. "What's happening around here?"

(OOC: It's alright)