paradisalost | 046; what the bloody hell?

Entry tags:

valentine

046; what the bloody hell?

[dictated, in a sort of concerned-worried-angry tone]

You! I understand Rose was in trouble, but you could have given yourself a heart attack! NOT. SAFE. See those words? READ THEM! Understand me? If you want to run around willy nilly, at least let me show you how to do it so you don't fall over and bloody well die!

If you do it again, I'm tying you to a chair. I've got a stick. I'll use it to keep you in that chair.

[dictated in a concerned tone]

I have no idea what you were doing, but I think it's best if I say that you should never, ever, in a million, billion years do that again. Whatever that was. I don't know you too well, but whatever it was you were doing did not sound pleasant and you going off and dying before I get to properly know you is just... just rude is what it is!

[dictated]

Oh, somebody just hit me in the head until I die. I've got a headache. People goin' off and doin' things and me gettin' worried about 'em when I barely know one of them and... augh, it's useless! Utterly useless!

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[dictated]

Valentine, I appreciate that concern of yours, really. But see? No heart attack! Just a little dizzy, s'all, I'll be fine.

I needed to go out there, you realize that. Besides, nineteen flights of stairs? Good cardio workout.

[written in his elegant, cursive handwriting. Don't want to disturb Helena more!]

Dizzy is not a good thing. What if you had a heart attack, hm, Doctor? Wouldn't have been too fun dying and all. Your heart is probably in terrible condition for... going down nineteen flights of stairs. I've been running from things me entire life (with one heart, I might add) and even I GET TIRED GOING DOWN THAT MUCH.

And yes, I understand that. I probably would have done the same thing, but unlike you, I probably would not have had a high probability of dying.

Oh, come off it! I happen to know quite a bit about the human heart, and I know that it can't go into arrest by running down some bloody stairs unless I've gained quite a bit of damage to the heart beforehand. Now, being a human for about twelve hours, I would assume my heart is in fine shape, thank you very much!

Alive now, aren't I?

It might. You never know. People's bodies do random things for no clear reason. Like combusting. Just poof, right up into flame for no reason at all. So a random heart attack could happen. And combustion. I don't think you'd combust by running down stairs though. That's absurd.

Yes. But you could have. The best rule to keep in mind while being human is caution.

You know, it's not fun worrying about you. Stop getting into trouble! Or, er, don't get into anymore!

Right-o, I'll just lock myself in my room for the next seven days in case walking causes me to keel over and die. Or spontaneously combust.

I can't help it! It follows me!

I was just thinking. I'm very easily distracted. And concerned. I just don't want to have to go: Ah, snap, well, there went a good friend. I've done that a few times already and I've got no desire to do it again. But considering the people in the castle, locking yourself in your room would probably be the safest, even if you weren't human. Someone might pop out and stab you then skip merrily off into the sunset!

Well, get some sort of anti-trouble spray! Or something!

Yees, yes, I understand. But you can stop worrying, really. I'm back inside now, resting up, should be up and about in no time. ~~Aw, where's the fun in that?~~

Oh, if only it were that simple. But everywhere I'm running for my life, and if I'm not running for my life I'm running for someone else's! Mad, all of it.

Good then. Don't like worrying about people. There was fun in that in the first place? I must've been mistaken! All me life I thought being impaled was a terrible thing! [transcribed laugh]

Totally understand. I don't run for me life often, but when I do... oh, it's good enough to last me for a very long time. Let's just lock everyone up. Then we won't have to run about keeping tabs on everyone!

Really? Hadn't noticed. ~~Not so much the impaling, just the chase leading up to the moment of truth, really. Gets the blood flowing.~~

Bit of a coward, aren't you? [doodled ':P']

Are you being sarcastic? I can't tell. [transcribed laugh] 'Gets the blood flowing' quite litterally...

I like to think of meself as 'cautious' and 'prudent' moreso than 'cowardly'.

I like to think of myself as 'blunt' and 'honest' moreso than 'sarcastic'. [transcribed amused laugh, anyway] ~~... Hah! Well, I guess it does, doesn't it?~~

Riight. All the cowards say that. [':D']

Unfortunately, neither of those applied to your statement! Unless you honestly, honestly could not tell that I don't like worrying about people. ~~Of course. A fan of puns then?~~

Well, if it's cowardice that got me through life, then there's nothing wrong with it. I've had to deal with quite a few dangerous people in me time.

Or maybe I... hm, have lost my ability to think these things through in my current state. Oh well! Yes, fine, sarcasm. ~~Oh, absolutely. Grab one whenever I can.~~

Right, right. Whatever works for you.

Welcome to my life.

I don't think I like your life. I'd prefer if you kept it.

How in the bloody hell am I supposed to keep tabs on everyone and make sure they aren't going off and doing something stupid? It's just ENTIRELY AGGRIVATING.

Most people feel that way.

Now, see? That's a question I have to ask myself practically every day.

I think I could only take your life in small doses. My life is messed up enough as it is. ~~When I get back home, I'm going to have to find someone new to travel around with! Me last two are dead, Helena's got her world... I refuse to be stuck in me tower alone!~~

You'd think they'd have to learn to deal with the consequences of their actions, but noooo. Not if they can blame someone for not stopping them!

Yes, well, humans are a funny lot. Very rarely take responsiblity for things that are almost always their fault. And yet when something is completely out of their hands? Out comes the blame.

I do me best to take responsibility for meself. I've caused a lot of problems in me time, but I am fully aware of what all is because of me. I just wish more of it was good.

Blame is useless, isn't it? Wastes plenty of good time you could use for running away or solving the problem, depending on the type of person you are.

Stop making friends, you silly thing.

But then I'd be bored.

Then you could sleep.

I get enough sleep as is.

[dictated]

I was just going to help! This castle hurt my Doctor and ... Ten's all human now! I've done it before. Killed all the Daleks ... kept my Doctor safe from the false god.

Fine.

My name's Rose Tyler. I used to work in a shop, boring life for nineteen years, until I met the Doctor and he blew up the building my job was in. Traveled with him in time and space. Watched him regenerate into Ten. Traveled with HIM in time and space and was about to die when this place got me.

You know me some now.

Yeah, I understand that, but from what I... read or something, that 'help' sounds more like 'gigantic disaster waiting to happen!' That kind of help is no good if things get destroyed in the process. Believe me, I know. It's a kind of help that does more destruction than anything else, I figure?

And I know about Ten being human and everything. I was worried he was going to have a heart attack or something, him rambling on about being dizzy and all... things. Just don't want you or him going off and getting hurt. If you got hurt, then Nine would probably go barking mad since you two seem pretty close and then I'd have to deal with him going around and making me worry.

You know what? I'll extend me own stuff, then neither of us can complain about not knowing the other.

Full name is Valentine, nothing else. I might've had a different name when I was little, but I don't remember it since me parents - that I barely even remember - sold me when I was not much older than four. I travelled around all nameless with a man before I got bought by a rich lady (whom I consider me mum) and she said I was named Valentine and that was that. I'm a performer and I'm a very important man. I've got a tower. It flies, it talks, so on and so forth. Nineteen years old, blah-blah-blah, helped save me world from total destruction because a princess hated her mother and decided to save herself by going to Earth. I've been here for over a month and this place is absolute total chaos, I hate it, and I would rather like to go home this instant.

I also talk a lot.

[dictated]

It wasn't going to be a giant disaster ... oh never mind!

I told him not to follow and he didn't listen. I'm fine, I was going to be fine, I'm still fine ...

oh. [slightly flustered]

The Doctor and ... it's not like that. Well we are close but ... oh never mind!

[more normal again]

A tower that talks and flies? Seriously? Now that I'd want to see. Never met a flying, talking tower before. Werewolfs sure, Daleks ... far too many. Talking, flying tower? Not a one.

So you've saved the world too? Oh you and the Doctor ... and Ten ... could swap stories then.

... so I've noticed.

I'm used to it though. Those two? The Doctor and Ten? Talk a LOT.

I don't figure you were trying to cause disaster. But whats that saying? Something like 'the path to hell is paved with good intentions'? Ah, well, doesn't matter. Everyone is in one peice, so I suppose it all turned out for the best.

What? I just said you were close. That means friends, you know. I wasn't... uhm, insinuating what I think you are refering to?

Yep. Flies, talks, big, grand tower. I almost wish it was here. I miss it just randomly striking conversation up with me in the shower. At least it wasn't crazy. It was just... very touchy.

I helped. I didn't actually... do much anything really. Helena sort of did it. She was the one who wanted to save the world. I just followed along.

I know. I've talked plenty with them on the journals here. The last long conversation I had with Nine... ended up with speculation on tacky hats, terrible wigs, and me being bald with little hearts on me head.

[dictated]

If turning out for the best means not a thing was fixed then sure ... it all worked out. What was it he said once? Oh right ... everyone lived.

Right yes. We're just friends is all! Just friends ...

... it spoke to you in the shower?

But you still helped. I understand that view of saving the world - just helping.

Bald with little hearts on your head? Oh ... wow. Interesting conversation then. [giggling]

I don't think anything can be fixed. I've been here for a month and I still can't go back home. If anything, I say this place is SPECIFICALLY designed to make people unhappy. It's doing a terrific job with me!

I'll definitely keep that in mind. No fun when someone mistakes 'just friends' for 'we're absolutely madly in love with each other!'. ...And if anyone tells you I'm in love with Helena, I'm not. We're just friends too.

Yes. It liked having philosophical debates with me when it knew I couldn't just run out of the room.

I think I hurt more than helped. I'm not... a hero type. I'm a coward, I know, I know. Overly cautious, really, but yeah. But this little girl was destroying me entire world simply because she was mad at her mum! How mad is that?

Yeah. You could probably go back a few pages and read it. It started out logically enough...

I'd try asprin before the bat-to-the-head approach, but maybe that's me. [scribbled smiley-with-braid]

I hope your... friend and not-really-friend ended up okay, though.

Yeah, but in the end, bat-to-the-head hard enough sort of remedies me ever having to deal with this kind of thing again...

They're fine.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

046; what the bloody hell?

Filtered to Valentine

Filtered to Ten

Filtered to Valentine

Filtered to Ten

Filtered to Valentine

Filtered to Ten

Filtered to Valentine

Filtered to Ten

Filtered to Valentine

Filtered to Ten

Filtered to Valentine

Filtered to Ten

Filtered to Valentine

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

Filtered to Valentine

Filtered to Rose

Filtered to Valentine

Filtered to Rose

Filtered to Valentine

Filtered to Rose

no subject

no subject