11 ∞ WORKING

[leathered]

[video/action]

[ This is a quiet video, at first, just the quiet sound of air circulating, like slow breathing, and a glimpse into a strange room with oddly organic ceiling supports and green lighting on gold walls. Then the Doctor steps into view, his face backlit with strange shadows in the half-dark of the room. He smiles, and pats one of the coral supports, his face quite tender in expression, as if greeting an old friend. Then there's a loud electronic noise from out of frame left. He looks alarmed a moment and disappears out of frame, talking. ]

There now, old girl. What are you fussing about?

[ ooc: Open action in the TARDIS for Who crew; feel free to make your own threads and do whatever, I'm not going to subscribe to comments. Video for anyone else, or action if you just want to wander in, why not! ]

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[video]

[worldofviolentlyinsane]

Interesting place you've got there.

[Don't mind him, he's just sticking his nose into things.]

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[rudeandginger]

[Turlough's not great at sleeping at the best of times. He always wakes up at the smallest noise. And it's especially bad now that he's here, back in the Tardis. Well, it's not his Tardis or his Doctor, but something about the careful hum of the engines and the soft glow off the walls still feels familiar. He finds himself drawn to the console room, wanting to just stay where the sound is most familiar. But of course with three Doctors on one ship, one of them is always bound to be there. He stands awkwardly in the doorway for a moment, hands in his pockets as he curls into himself. He's still got his uniform on, but the jacket he left in his room, shirt a bit rumpled and the sleeves rolled up.]

I didn't think you'd be in here. Doesn't any version of yourself ever sleep?

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[captaininnuendo]

[Mostly Jack is working on hooking up the new state of the art coffee maker, which of course will be a team-TARDIS state of the art coffee maker. But it has so many parts and hook ups and contraptions that go with it, that Jack is actually reading the manual just to try to get it right. Which of course makes him think that if Ianto were here, Ianto would do this in two seconds flat. Which in turn makes him a little bit emo and nostalgic. But nevertheless, he will get this thing up and running... eventually. He's talking to himself.]

All the understanding of alien technology in the Universe and a coffee maker makes no sense.

[video]

[leathered]

[ The Doctor grins. ] It's called the TARDIS. Time And Relative Dimensions In Space. Not usually this... grounded.

action;

[leathered]

[ Oh, hello, Turlough. The Doctor was enjoying his quiet, but he doesn't really mind the interruption. He waves in greeting and then goes back to fussing with some wiring on top of the console. ]

Timelords don't need to sleep as much. [ Especially Timelords who have terrible nightmares. ] Too much to do.

[video]

[worldofviolentlyinsane]

...a spaceship.

[You may have a skeptical look, Doctor.]

[waitedforyears]

[ Amy's in her nightie once again, almost the same that she'd worn on her first adventure with the Doctor. It seems fitting, but it isn't on purpose, she just couldn't sleep because of course she'd gone back to her old room, the one she'd shared with Rory and, well.

She misses him around. He would have liked going back to the TARDIS, too. So she's wandering into the control room, a hand brushing over the console though she's careful not to accidentally flip a switch or anything of the sort. ]

Good to have you back. [ Muttered. She loves the TARDIS, but she'd be all the more happy if it had gotten her Rory back as well. ]

[valentineluke]

Rent out for club space and you would make a fortune.

[rudeandginger]

I know that feeling.

[He slinks in a little closer, watching what he's doing.]

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[rudeandginger]

[Turlough's seriously not a morning person, so it takes him a while to notice someone else in the kitchen. He's still in his school uniform, looking remarkable well put-together despite a slight blurriness around his eyes. He stands in the doorway scowling, weighing the benefits of getting breakfast versus having to talk to anyone else this early.]

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[captaininnuendo]

[It takes Jack a bit to notice someone else is in the room. They haven't really said anything yet and he's so intent on the directions that well, he just doesn't notice. Until he does. And once he does, he completely misses the scowl, since he doesn't register anyone ever scowling at him. Why would anyone be scowling at someone as attractive as himself? Nope, doesn't happen. Instead, he smiles brightly at Turlough, a smile that is a little forced and over the top. But that's how Jack rolls these days.]

Well hello there! Morning. Don't mind me, just... do what you have to do and I'll try and stay out of your way.

[video]

[leathered]

[ He just grins brighter. ] A space and time ship.

[leathered]

[ The wiring protests a bit, shocking the Doctor's fingers, and he hurriedly pulls them away. The TARDIS is cranky. ]

I don't suppose you can find the wirecutters, could you? If you're going to stand about, you could be helpful.

[leathered]

[ A snort. ] She's not meant to stay in one place like that. She'd probably end up locking the doors and taking everyone to a club on the other side of the galaxy.

[rudeandginger]

[He finds the toolbox near by and fishes the wire-cutters out, handing them down to the Doctor. And since he's down there, he peers under himself.]

She looks completed different! What did you do to her?

[rudeandginger]

[He slinks in and finds himself toast before he goes back to watching Jack with mild interest.]

What is that contraption, anyway?

[leathered]

Needed a bit of rebuilding after -- [ The Time War. ] After. And a bit before, actually. Should have seen the one before mine, all steel and sparkles. Ostentatious. Like that self of mine, a bit.

[ He snips a wire, which doesn't end in tears, thankfully. ] Did you think I'd never change it? She gets bored too, I think. [ He smiles conspiratorially. ]

[binarysky]

Woah...is that your apartment?

[likeabreath]

[Gwen's not the sort to sleep full nights through, so she's up and about, exploring or being nosy, whichever one wants to call it. Once she hears the voice, she ponders just slipping on by without interrupting, but after a moment of thought, she steps into view.]

Call her old too much and she might protest harder next time.

[leathered]

[ He laughs. ] My home, yes. A spaceship. She left the City for a bit, but now she's back again.

[leathered]

It's affectionate, promise. She was old when I was young. A museum piece.

[ He lays his hand on the console. Oh, to be 200 again! ]

[likeabreath]

Better be. She seemed like the kind to take someone to task for less.

[Is that a Gwen!smile? It just might be.]

I had the chance to meet her when she was... well. Walking and talking. Said she stole a Doctor and ran away with him. Is that true?

[binarysky]

Oh, wow. That's awesome.

Hey, you can't go into space with it from here, can you?

[leathered]

[ The Doctor laughs. ] I like to think of it as mutual theft. We both wanted to see the universe. She needed a pilot, I needed a TARDIS.

[leathered]

[ A slightly disappointed headshake. ] She's grounded for now. In time and space. The City's clipped her wings.