video; oo8 (saturday before sirens)

[universaljanitor]

[Greetings, Siren's Port. The face you'll be seeing is one that vanished from the Port a few days ago, but more than that it just... looks different. Older and younger all at once, free of the weight and pain that had been lining it before, the stress and insanity. Instead, in its place, is pure relief. As if the weight of the universe had been lifted off his shoulders.

Oh. And he looks like he might have just fallen through a window.]

Siren's Port? I'm really... this is the Port? Again? Now...? [His voice is strained, shaky, as if he's just about to completely lose control of his emotions] How... how long was I gone? Was it that long? Days? Months?

Is everyone still here? Jack? Washu? Jubilee? All you angel blokes?

... Rose?

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[hisoldgirl]

[oh Doctor. foolish, foolish Doctor. the TARDIS' expression falls slightly and she gives him a faint nod. he has met his future self; he has to know it ends eventually. but he doesn't need to know when or how, and she doesn't intend on telling him]

Of course you did, Doctor. Was there ever any real doubt?

[universaljanitor]

[Extremely foolish. But perhaps wise all the same. He knows it'll all end eventually, he just thinks it'll be years into the future. That he has more time left to live and love and explore. To experience this life to it's fullest, to try and keep on living without making the same painful mistakes, to somehow make up for all he's done through that idea.]

Nev-ah! Always manage to stumble out ahead, me. Protected you this time, too. [His expression sobers a bit] Never have officially apologized for letting him get you, last time. What he tried to turn you into.

Trying to get out of that habit of losing you. [And watching you drift off into space or drop off cliffs or get sunk in swamps or just generally knocked all over the place]

[hisoldgirl]

You don't need to apologise. [though it's a nice sentiment and she's going to enjoy it] You came back for me. You saved me, just as you always do. It's how you were designed, after all.

[she would very much appreciate not falling off cliffs anymore or getting sunk in water] Well, the first step to that is not leaving, don't you think?