Twelve

[not-from-mars.livejournal.com]

I wonder if Martha's all right. Been wondering for a while, actually... seems like only yesterday I was dropping my way through the smokey motorway of New New York, choking on mouthfuls of carbon monoxide... mmm, love that poison gas! Hacking my lungs out, always ace. Although, all things considered, what with the state of this place, nothing's changed at all for her. Once I pop back I don't doubt it'll be seconds after I left. And there I'll be, telling the stories of my months at Paradisa and she'll be all, 'you're mad, Doctor, you haven't gone anywhere!' and I'll need to give her a thorough education on alternate universes and time pockets and other such things like this. Then I'll take her as far away from any form of castle as I can, maybe Pseudinion, maybe... hmm, maybe New York. I mean real New York, not New New York with its insane insanity. All relative, I suppose.

[pen taps, thinking]

Well. It's a nice thought. Primary concern is actually getting out of here.

So! People of Paradisa, I've got a general question for the sake of busting that boredom. If you lot were time travellers, when would you go and why? Be creative, now! Don't want any of that 'I'd go back to yesterday so I could break up with my girlfriend instead of the other way round' raff.

Allons-y! (Or allez-y, in this case?)

Comments

[twoto-two.livejournal.com]

There is nothing we would change. We might only time travel to learn the true nature of past events and use the knowledge to our advantage.

What year are you from?

[not-from-mars.livejournal.com]

Well enough. What sort of advantage?

Me? I don't belong to any one in particular. All of time's my stage, really. Well, mostly. There are rules. But otherwise anything's fair game.

[twoto-two.livejournal.com]

That depends entirely on what we learn; knowing more than your opponent generally gives one an advantage.

When did "New New York" begin to exist?

[not-from-mars.livejournal.com]

See, that's one of the things you're not supposed to do -- but this being entirely hypothetical, no harm. I'm more of a learn-as-you-go bloke, no cheating for me.

Somewhere around the year five billion and twenty-three, after the destruction of Earth. And strictly speaking, it's the fifteenth New York since the original, so it's actually New New New New New New New New New New New New New New New York [dictated; muttered] and why is that so familiar?

[twoto-two.livejournal.com]

[chuckle]
Not supposed to do? Are there laws against it?
Cheating can be a valid form of success.

How intruiging. Most of the residents here seem to be from far in our past; you are the first we know of that come from our future.

Does it look much like the original? Or have you got flying cars et cetera yet?

[fragmentedangel.livejournal.com]

I want to go back to where Mother and Father are. So that I could spend as much time with them before my death.

[not-from-mars.livejournal.com]

You ca [gone so he doesn't squash Nataku's hopes] Very good.

[fragmentedangel.livejournal.com]

^^

[traveling-rose.livejournal.com]

Martha?

[not-from-mars.livejournal.com]

Right, Martha. My co

[pause]

I was just taking her for a trip, actually. Thought she might like to get away from her rowing family for a bit.

[traveling-rose.livejournal.com]

Your companion.

[pause]

Well ... at least you didn't travel alone after I di-

Bit quick though.

[not-from-mars.livejournal.com]

My companion. Sort of. Temporarily.

[pen taps]

It's not as though I went looking for someone; we just sort of chanced upon each other and I told her I'd take her with me for a bit.

[traveling-rose.livejournal.com]

Right.

Well that sounds familiar. Must be your common pick-up for companions. Did you tell her it could also travel in time too?

[sinister-charm.livejournal.com]

I expect it's another friend of his, Rose.

[traveling-rose.livejournal.com]

Companion.

But thanks for butting in Master, in case he decided not to tell me and all. Wouldn't be the first time.

[not-from-mars.livejournal.com]

Oi!

[sinister-charm.livejournal.com]

I was trying to be a bit more polite. Didn't come out well, sorry.


And... could you please not call me that, at least, for now?

[sinister-charm.livejournal.com]

Theta, you do realize you could just not inhale, right? You know, wonderful talent we have? Not needing to breathe for some amount of time?

[a soft laugh]

Ah, well, it's not as if the damage of breathing all that would do much damage to you, after all.

[not-from-mars.livejournal.com]

I was a little preoccupied, thanks.

[sinister-charm.livejournal.com]

Understandable, Theta.

If it wouldn't be imposing, could I visit you? I'd like to have a friendly chat with you at least once, when I can. Face to face, I mean, not through the journals.

[not-from-mars.livejournal.com]

[a thoughtful pause; still a little suspicious]

I suppose you could.

[sunshinymech.livejournal.com]

Ya know where I'd go ... Earth-that-Was! Well, I'd go long 'fore it'd be called that. See the stuff, play with the technology, watch the movies, eat the food ... all of it! Why? Um ... cos it'd be real fun an' such? [transcribed laugh]

[not-from-mars.livejournal.com]

Oh, I think you'd love it there. Still plan to take you, too, though I don't doubt I'd have to drag you out by the feet after a few nonstop days of stuff, technology, movies, food and all that.

((ooc: Yay for something to offset the angst! XD Though you know Ten, one part rude, one part not ginger, one great stinking pile of angst. :P))

[sunshinymech.livejournal.com]

Yea? Shiny! Yep, drag me away kickin' an' hollerin'. 'specially if the food's good. Just days? [scribbled ;D]

[not-from-mars.livejournal.com]

Did I say days? I meant weeks. [:P] Months?

((ooc: Kaylee Frye for Captain of Moral Support! :P))