the thousand farenheit hot metal lights behind your eyes

[cricketycricket.livejournal.com]

[the screeching still hasn't stopped. York had advised him not to go to the room in question unless absolutely necessary, so ... the Doctor sits himself down outside the TARDIS, perched on his windowsill, for a change of pace, and carefully cracks open his journal]

[Filtered to GLaDOS]

Pardon me, GLaDOS, but may I have a moment? I'm the Doctor ... I think I might be able to help you.


[Filtered to York; about 5 minutes later]

York? There's been no response ... It seems I'm going to need to go to GLaDOS' room directly. When you've a moment, would you accompany me?

Comments

[android-hell.livejournal.com]

[No direct response, but there may or may not be a slight chuckle at the thought of a doctor helping her, hiding behind all the other noise.]

[cricketycricket.livejournal.com]

[he just barely picks up on it, and waits a moment, before trying again]

Can you hear me, GLaDOS? [frowns a little] If I don't hear anything back from you within the next five minutes, I'm going to come and check up on you. Some of us are getting a bit ... [perturbed/annoyed/chronic-migraine-y...] worried.

[android-hell.livejournal.com]

[1..2..3..4..5! Nothing.]

[cricketycricket.livejournal.com]

[draws in a deep, slow breath, then sighs. normally, he'd go alone, but he DID make a promise. and York & Delta had a valid reason for making him promise it.]

Nothing for it, then ... [and with that, he'll add a filter and amend his post]

[android-hell.livejournal.com]

[Crazy AI is...still crazy. Last I checked.]

[encryptedlock]

[GLaDOS...your room is getting a "knock" on several levels from a local friendly AI. If there's no response, York will start breaking in.]

[android-hell.livejournal.com]

[Abruptly, the random screaming stops, and she quite coherently screams:]

WHAT DO YOU WANT?!

[She is now silent.]

[encryptedlock]

Be right there.

[Yeah, that...was a little faster than one would expect if he was coming all the way from a tower, but York's there shortly.]

[cricketycricket.livejournal.com]

Thank you. .... [sighs] She's not really leaving me any option but to leave her be, or go to her. And ... leaving her be is hardly any option at all. Mind you, I'd still rather go in as peacefully as possible.

[encryptedlock]

[Knock knock, TARDIS.]

You know, I'd be happier, too? But it looks like this isn't going to fix itself.

[cricketycricket.livejournal.com]

[gets the door!It's also entirely possible she can't hear me over ... that noise she's making. Only one way to know for certain, I suppose.

[glances over his shoulder into the console room] ... times like this, I wish I hadn't lost my sonic screwdriver.

[encryptedlock]

It does look like you eventually get it back, if that's any kind of consolation...I could always lift the one Other You carries around.

[He briefly considers consulting the Cube before dealing with GLaDOS, but...somehow, he doesn't think he'd get a whole lot of useful information.]

All right, first off, I'm pretty sure she uses lasers...you got some kind of protection against that?

[cricketycricket.livejournal.com]

No, no. It's fine. I've gotten along without it all this time, I can, still. ... [dips a hand into his pocket and rummages... a lot ... until he comes up with a small hand mirror and smiles. simple solutions are sometimes the best]

[android-hell.livejournal.com]

[No direct response, but there may or may not be a slight chuckle at the thought of a doctor helping her, hiding behind all the other noise.]

[cricketycricket.livejournal.com]

[he just barely picks up on it, and waits a moment, before trying again]

Can you hear me, GLaDOS? [frowns a little] If I don't hear anything back from you within the next five minutes, I'm going to come and check up on you. Some of us are getting a bit ... [perturbed/annoyed/chronic-migraine-y...] worried.

[android-hell.livejournal.com]

[1..2..3..4..5! Nothing.]

[cricketycricket.livejournal.com]

[draws in a deep, slow breath, then sighs. normally, he'd go alone, but he DID make a promise. and York & Delta had a valid reason for making him promise it.]

Nothing for it, then ... [and with that, he'll add a filter and amend his post]

[android-hell.livejournal.com]

[Crazy AI is...still crazy. Last I checked.]

[encryptedlock]

[GLaDOS...your room is getting a "knock" on several levels from a local friendly AI. If there's no response, York will start breaking in.]

[encryptedlock]

Be right there.

[Yeah, that...was a little faster than one would expect if he was coming all the way from a tower, but York's there shortly.]

[cricketycricket.livejournal.com]

Thank you. .... [sighs] She's not really leaving me any option but to leave her be, or go to her. And ... leaving her be is hardly any option at all. Mind you, I'd still rather go in as peacefully as possible.

[encryptedlock]

[Knock knock, TARDIS.]

You know, I'd be happier, too? But it looks like this isn't going to fix itself.

[cricketycricket.livejournal.com]

[gets the door!It's also entirely possible she can't hear me over ... that noise she's making. Only one way to know for certain, I suppose.

[glances over his shoulder into the console room] ... times like this, I wish I hadn't lost my sonic screwdriver.

[encryptedlock]

It does look like you eventually get it back, if that's any kind of consolation...I could always lift the one Other You carries around.

[He briefly considers consulting the Cube before dealing with GLaDOS, but...somehow, he doesn't think he'd get a whole lot of useful information.]

All right, first off, I'm pretty sure she uses lasers...you got some kind of protection against that?

[cricketycricket.livejournal.com]

No, no. It's fine. I've gotten along without it all this time, I can, still. ... [dips a hand into his pocket and rummages... a lot ... until he comes up with a small hand mirror and smiles. simple solutions are sometimes the best]