7th Mishmash ~ [Video]

[comeonthensexy]

--and, there! It’s recording.

[ The Doctor has a beaming smile on his face where he’s practically buried his face into the TARDIS’s hair. Might or might not be on purpose but, really, it’s pretty much impossible to tell because her hair is. Rather big. His chin is on her shoulder too, and he raises a hand to wriggle his fingers in a wave at the camera. ]

Hello, Asgard! Do I have news for you. Meet... the TARDIS.

[ He even kisses her cheek because he’s just incredibly happy to have her there and he’s spent two whole days pretty much glued to her side. ]

[The woman, the box, the TARDIS does not seem to mind that there’s a Doctor shaped attachment suddenly grafted to her and invading what most people consider personal space.]

Hello, I’m Sexy.

[Whoops, sorry Doctor but she’s announcing herself with the name you gave her - embarrassing or not.]

[ And that gets him pulling away a bit, one arm flailing and he’s definitely suddenly looking decidedly. Awkward. And, yes, embarrassed. Because, wow.

He said “only when we’re alone” to her, but now she’s just sticking to it anyway. Guess he sort of has himself to blame for that, maybe, but. Uhm. ]

We really need to talk about that name.

[Oh my, he’s gone all flaily on her and she looks over at him a little bit offended.]

You said it was my name, what can there possibly be to talk about?

Well. Because...

[ He lowers his voice, so it’s just barely audible. He probably meant it not to be. Oops? ]

It’s supposed to be private.

[A flash of confusion crosses her face. Why was he whispering? She does not adopt his soft voice.]

Yes you said that before, dear, but then you said it was my name.

[ Damn it, Sexy. You’re lucky he loves you so much. ]

Yes, when you reminded me we were alone. I never really... talk to you much otherwise. I. Use... I use “dear” around others! But that’s even less of a name...

[ Well, this is a problem. His forehead scrunches together, lips pursed. Hm.

Pause. ]

Ah, well, it’s already done. Not so private anymore.

[ S i g h. ]

You let me use it when the Orangey girl and the Pretty one was there. I don’t understand why it would have changed in the last three hundred years. Unless you don’t consider my new console sexy. You were the one who changed it.

[Ah. Wait. He doesn’t know about that yet, does he?]




I. Haven’t yet.

--but I’m sure it still is! Ah. Anyway. That’s... about it, I think. Sexy it is.

[ Now if you’ll excuse him he’ll end the recording there and go gather himself together a bit. Welp. ]

[Locked to the Who cast and Pyro]

[ A few minutes later, once he's separated with his beloved box for a little bit (they're still in the same room but details), he's sending out another message. ]

With that out of the way--

However busy any of you are, I'm going to go into the castle today, before the arrivals get lesser. Two hours, a few hundred meters outside the gates in the Sigyn district. Meet us there.

[ "Us" being him and the TARDIS because you just do not get one without the other. Especially not when they're finally here together. ]

Amy, River, Oswin, Rose. I know the four of you will definitely not want to miss out on this. Restricted areas and all.

[ He gives a knowing smile and a wink before he cuts the feed. ]

((OOC: It's a good idea to change font colours kjshddg the Doctor is black and the TARDIS is blue - of course - and they'll both be responding. This is one of those THREADJACK AWAY posts. Also, cast and such, I'll make some sort of OOC gathering or organising-y thing for this like. Tomorrow. Hopefully. Aha. To check who'll join in and such. YES.

It might be a bit of a short notice I guess?? I've been slacking on it a bit oops sorry. But backtagging is totally fine, right? So no need to feel any rush about it. Ahaha...))

Comments

Hoping late is okay!

[fuckton]

Wait. So what the fuck is a TARDIS and if she's your girlfriend then why the hell does she have a 'the' in front of it?

of course it is!

[sexyoldgirl]

A ship. Time and Relative Dimension in Space. He has a 'the' in front of his name too. The Doctor.

[fuckton]

So, you're a woman who is also a ship. Is it like that movie where they shrunk people or something?

[How does that work?]

[sexyoldgirl]

I am the heart and soul of a ship put into a woman's body. This is nothing like that movie, if it was I'd be smaller again.

[fuckton]

So, I'm assuming that only ships of a certain type have a heart and soul? The timey ones? Cause I really fucking hope my brother's doesn't.

[That would be really. really. bad.]

[sexyoldgirl]

That is not a question I can answer truthfully. I can only speak for myself and my kind. What I can tell you is that we were grown, molded and designed into ships. We have no real voices but our method of communication is clear to those that care. Some out in the great wide universe believe their ship has a heart and soul and maybe they're right.

[There are other types of sentient ships out there, maybe not this girl's brother's but that was hardly something the TARDIS could decide without seeing it.]

[fuckton]

I don't think my brother's is then. The only thing it's made out of is fucking fiberglass.

[Dodging a bullet right there.]

[sexyoldgirl]

What powers it?

[More ships should be sentient in her opinion.]

[fuckton]

A diesel engine. It eats up a lot of fucking gas.

[sexyoldgirl]

[Primitive.]

You probably always know when it acts up.

[fuckton]

Yeah. He had an old one catch on fucking fire before. That was scary, I got a call from the coast guard about it.

[sexyoldgirl]

Ah, so it's a boat. [She had been wondering.] Perhaps he needs to maintain it better.

[fuckton]

He's actually pretty good about it. He needs it.

[To get rid of bodies.]

It's sort of his thing.

Always!

[comeonthensexy]

A TARDIS is a ship that travels through time and space.

[ You can proceed to be baffled now. He needs to amuse himself with something. ]

[fuckton]

[And she's going to be baffled, and do a bit of side-eyeing, but thanks to this place she doesn't think he's batshit.

Yet.]

Time and space. Does that mean you can get people home?

[comeonthensexy]

[ Good girl! She gets a smile for not instantly disbelieving him despite the obvious scepticism. ]

Sadly, no. She can't do anything as she is now, and seeing as I don't have the actual ship with me, there's not much I can do. I'm not even sure I could get people home even if I did have the ship.

[fuckton]

So she's the ship but disconnected from it? Or is she a personification of it?

[comeonthensexy]

Well-- You see, a TARDIS has a heart, which is sentient, and this heart is... connected to a power source, which is how it can, well. Travel. Asgard has taken the heart and placed it into a body and then... deleted just about everything that makes her a TARDIS. As if her connection to our universe is severed.

[fuckton]

Huh. And the Gods continue to be fucked up as fuck. I can't even imagine how that feels.

[And she is going to feel completely awful for Sexy, because Jesus Christ that seems wrong.]

[comeonthensexy]

Yeah... I can only begin.

[ It's so very, very wrong. ]

[fuckton]

[Deb wants to ask if the TARDIS is going to be okay, but it seems rude to ask him when she's right there. So, instead she just nods.]

That fucking sucks.

[comeonthensexy]

Mmm.

But she's not alone, she's got me. I should hope that helps some.

[fuckton]

I hope so. Good luck with that.

She seems pretty cool for a ship.

[comeonthensexy]

She is cool, no question about it.

[fuckton]

So, I'm guessing that ships like that are normal in your Time-and-space-universe?