all-night laundromat blues (backdated to Monday morning)

[cricketycricket]

[Monday morning finds the Doctor stepping out of the TARDIS to go and get the milk for his morning tea, journal tucked under his arm...

only, the moment he steps out, he's surprised to realize that he isn't parked in his own room, any longer, but the laundry room. as he turns to go back in and move the TARDIS back to where it belongs -- it dematerializes without him, leaving him standing there perplexed in his pajamas and slippers]

Oh, dear. ... What's that all about, then, old girl? You've never done that before ...


((OOC: Loss involvement start! Five will be trapped here with Joshua until Wednesday!))

Comments

[ofhope]

No. This was handed to me, by someone actually worthy of being God if he wanted to. Much more suited to it than any kind sung about in churches these days.

[cricketycricket]

I see. ... I take it by the way you say this that he didn't actually want to be...? [he sounds genuinely curious. it's rare that a person has that kind of potential and doesn't use it]

[ofhope]

Not at all.

[ Most definitely not what Joshua meant, but he seems happy enough keeping him in the dark on that subject. ]

[cricketycricket]

[he can guess well enough at what he could have meant, but really, it's clear he won't get a straight answer to the questions he wants to ask, so... what's the point?]

How did you meet?

[ofhope]

One day, he showed up outside my window. He said... 'Do you desire power? Then take these. They're the horns of a demon that killed one-hundred of his own kind.'

[ Despite the words, Joshua repeats this sweetly, a memory engraved deeply on him; this isn't anything to hide. He knocks the book haphazardly off his lap, a flick of his wrist suddenly freezing it mid-air, pages appearing just about to flip open. ]

Chrono's horns... Offered by Aion. Mine now.

[cricketycricket]

I see. [his voice is quiet and neutral, as he's focused on the hovering book. telepathy and telekinesis, formidable. and demonic power. well, now he knows their origins. that's more than he did before.]

I hardly mean it as an insult - since you seem so fond of them - but what drew him to give them to you, expressly? As opposed to another. He must have had some very sound reasons.

[ofhope]

[ Not quite telekinesis, as he can't control it to that extent. It may appear to be simply hovering in passing glance, but it truly has 'stopped' in time. It might as well not exist. ]

Aion has his reasons. I was the first Apostle he found... And I knew Chrono. Maybe he thought I would be the most fun.

I always wondered how long he lurked outside the orphanage, though.