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asgardeventide2014-01-20 10:19 pm
fantastix) wrote in asgardeventide2014-01-20 10:19 pm
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[There are rather dark circles under this Doctor's eyes, but he carries on as if he's not exhausted. As always, he's leaning forward. At attention.]
First, I want to say that I'm quite proud of the efforts in Alfheim. You really pulled together as teams. Not only did you have excellent leadership, but everyone kept their heads. Pat yourselves on the back if you didn't blister it.
Second: I'm going to talk a bit about love and loss. Hot topics these days, seems like.
It hurts, and you know that. Someone who made you feel you could be anything, someone you've been through hell and high water with, someone you couldn't imagine being without...they're gone. Forever, I suppose, with the whole business of memory erasure. Even if you find 'em again, they won't remember anything you've been through here. And if you leave, neither will you. You know, but you can't change a thing about the future.
And it hurts, doesn't it? It all starts to feel pointless. You want to slam the door shut and leave it all behind. Trust me, I've done quite enough of that for several lifetimes.
But when you realise that nothing, absolutely nothing can last forever, you can see it for what it is. For just a while, things shined a little brighter. And as long as you're here, you can carry that with you. Lend a hand to others here and there. And maybe, if you let yourself remember what they were pushing you for, what they believed you could be?
You can be fantastic.
...and in case anyone who knows us hasn't quite figured it out, yes, that means Rose is gone. No, I'm not being stupid about it this time.
First, I want to say that I'm quite proud of the efforts in Alfheim. You really pulled together as teams. Not only did you have excellent leadership, but everyone kept their heads. Pat yourselves on the back if you didn't blister it.
Second: I'm going to talk a bit about love and loss. Hot topics these days, seems like.
It hurts, and you know that. Someone who made you feel you could be anything, someone you've been through hell and high water with, someone you couldn't imagine being without...they're gone. Forever, I suppose, with the whole business of memory erasure. Even if you find 'em again, they won't remember anything you've been through here. And if you leave, neither will you. You know, but you can't change a thing about the future.
And it hurts, doesn't it? It all starts to feel pointless. You want to slam the door shut and leave it all behind. Trust me, I've done quite enough of that for several lifetimes.
But when you realise that nothing, absolutely nothing can last forever, you can see it for what it is. For just a while, things shined a little brighter. And as long as you're here, you can carry that with you. Lend a hand to others here and there. And maybe, if you let yourself remember what they were pushing you for, what they believed you could be?
You can be fantastic.
...and in case anyone who knows us hasn't quite figured it out, yes, that means Rose is gone. No, I'm not being stupid about it this time.
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[Of course, she knows perfectly well it wasn't terrorists, but UNIT had kept surprisingly silent on the whole matter, since it had all been rather embarrassing for them.]
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[But he's the Doctor, his definition is probably strange - at least, going by what she's learnt about him here in Asgard.]
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[Or so she's gathered thus far. Jack hasn't really told her much about his association with the Doctor yet; most of what she knows has been pieced together from conversations with other people.]
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But aside from that---he's the sort you want having your back in a fight.
Trait of your organization, or so I hear.