//Heads up to everyone following this blog! I’ve decided to switch muse!Dawn over to have her own account, as to make things easier for RP purposes. I feel like she’s been terribly neglected lately, and I hope I can give her a little more love and attention with this new blog start. So please, pretty please, follow:
This blog here will become inactive and all Dawn-related RP activity will be switched over to there. Same goes for how I’ll be sending my asks. Hope this isn’t too confusing! <3
The Doctor stepped in slowly and closed the door behind him. He stood in the spot for several moments in silence before finally speaking, “Sorry that took me a bit.. I had to talk with Michelle and Reinette and…” he trailed off, not wanting to speak about burning the body, “Well…. never mind.”
He stepped forward finally and sat down on the bed next to her, “How are you doing? I know that’s… not the best question.. sorry..” his glance fell.
Dawn looked back to him, watching carefully as he sat down next to her. She opened her mouth to reply, but just ended up closing it as her throat began to tighten. She was beginning to lose her grip on her calm demeanor, the reality of the situation sinking in more and more. But she would try to hold it as long as she could. Her eyes darted back down to the bed as she brought her legs closer to herself.
“Are Michelle and Reinette okay..?” she asked quietly, her eyes looking back up to him.
// Did a B&W and a Colour version of this one, hope you two like!
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The Doctor closed the door behind him as he stepped out and took a moment to think before turning to his right and walking slowly towards Dawn’s room. He felt responsible for every single one of them, and he wanted so much to just take Michelle and Reinette’s memories away like he had with Dawn..
He knew asking Reinette at this point would be pointless. She would refuse until she was over the Interfector. Maybe even after, just as Michelle had.
Even then, had taking those memories away from Dawn really helped? It all still happened, but… he supposed it helped. It helped her, and that was all that mattered, wasn’t it? Still, there was a chance it could all come back to her… He hoped it wouldn’t come to that.
Seeing her bedroom door slightly cracked, he pushed it in a bit until he spotted her, “Hey Dawn. Em… mind if I come in?”
Although Dawn wanted nothing more than to continue holding Evie, she felt like the child was just a constant reminder of what had happened. That her father would never come back to her. She couldn’t help but berate herself over and over for not saying the right things before he left out of the TARDIS. She felt like she should’ve said more, should have told him a more proper goodbye. Not that her self-battering could really change anything, but… It still hurt. She was still in a slight state of shock, everything feeling so disconnected. And now that she’d gotten Evie to sleep in a separate bedroom of the TARDIS… Everything felt even more disjointed.
She held her legs closely to her chest on the bed, her head turning up to see the Doctor. “Oh, Doctor… Come in…” she said quietly, turning her attention back to the sheets of the bed.
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//Oh my goodness!! This is amazing~!! Thank youu!! :DD
The threads between the-tenth-will-see-you-now, iamtheinterfector, reinettemadamedepompadour, fromhumantotimelord, theheartofdawn, and timelordcurse inspired me to start roleplaying :)
//Wow, this just made my day! ;0;
Michelle looked up through blurred vision to the Interfector’s TARDIS, if he were to come back out right now…. no.. She forced herself to turn towards the Doctor, doing everything she could to avoid looking at the body just inches away from him.
Kneeling down next to him, she spoke, “Doctor… you were right. W- we need to go.. We need to leave now. The Interfector no doubt heard that gun fire. He might come back out any second. We can’t stay here..” she forced the words out quickly, setting her hand on his back gently. His silence and the blank look in his eyes frightened her.
“Please… Doctor!! Say somethin’! Let’s go, yea!?”
Reinette turned, to move to enter the Tardis when a sharp pain ran through her. She cried out loudly, holding her belly. The contractions were increasing in intensity and time. All of the excitement had pushed her labor forward, making her forget momentarily of the pain. Now, there was no ignoring it. The need to lie down was growing. She leaned against the Tardis door, her eyes shut tightly. She gave another cry, her breathing coming rapidly. “The baby…”
The Interfector remained where he sat for what felt like forever, beating his broken hands onto the ground over and over. He would need to pay a visit to the Zero Room for sure. But he couldn’t get himself to move. He was so angry with himself. With the Doctors. But there was nothing he could do. He wouldn’t go back out there to try anything. He wouldn’t without any sort of plan or course of action. He had to get out of here. He slowly stood, his chest heaving up and down as his lungs grabbed for whatever air it could. The pain from his broken and bloodied hands did his anger no justice. Not one bit.
He clenched his broken hands into tight fists, the small bones within crunching and cracking in protest once more. He winced lightly, but largely ignored it. Just as he reached the console, he heard it. That ever-familiar sound of a gunshot going off. He wanted to know what had happened. It nagged at him to seek out what had just happened. But he knew better than that. If they had a gun, he wouldn’t risk it. Not when he didn’t have any bargaining chip to keep himself alive. Especially when he wouldn’t even be able to properly hold a gun at the moment. He had to leave. Now. He leaned against the console, wincing once more as he moved his hands about the buttons and knobs, setting the destination for somewhere in the time vortex.
The TARDIS groaned in slight protest as it materialized away, the damage Michelle had done causing slight difficulties for her to function properly. Just another thing he’d have to fix. He moved away from the console, making his way down a corridor toward the Zero Room. He’d have to spend some time away, gather his thoughts, fix up both his TARDIS and himself. But he was far from done with the Doctor. He’d only just finished the first chapter. The second would start soon enough.
Dawn looked up to the Interfector’s TARDIS as it slowly materialized away, happy to at least know that danger was out of the way. It still didn’t ease the state of shock she’d seemed to be locked into. She was all senses, no emotion at the moment. Everything felt surreal.
“We can’t stay here,” she said as she looked to Tenth, her voice quiet and distant. “We have to go. Leave.” Dawn wasn’t sure why she felt such a pull to get out of the area, but she could barely handle staying there any longer. So much death today… It felt so wrong.
Just as she heard Reinette cry out, she looked back to the TARDIS. She hadn’t been aware that Reinette was pregnant. She hadn’t even properly met her yet. It confused her. “Reinette?” Dawn turned to look to Michelle, then back to Tenth, “Doctor, we have to go. We have to go,” it was all she knew to say at the moment. They had to get away from this place. Far away.
Michelle forced herself to look away just as the gun went off. It all happened very quickly, and she still saw exactly what happened, but she couldn’t bear to look at the aftermath.
She’d been forced to witness enough death lately, and now, watching her own close friend take his own life was more upsetting and traumatizing than she ever could have imagined.
Tears fell in streams from her eyes as she looked down at the ground, avoiding any glance whatsoever at her friend’s corpse. Tenth’s pleas for his parallel self to regenerate only made it more intense and more difficult for her to be there at all. She thought this whole ordeal with the Interfector had somehow made her stronger, but that wasn’t the case at all.
It was the opposite. She felt weak and could hardly stand there with what was going on.
‘Please…. no.. don’t leave… come back… Doctor.. please come back… I can’t deal with any more pain.. Come back.. I need you to come back..’
Reinette stood before the Doctor’s body, stunned at what she witnessed. As the gravity of the situation set in, she realized that she should feel a heaviness inside her heart. A weight that was never there before. She had always been a woman who believed in the goodness of humanity, held it to her like a religion. It was her faith in the darkest of times, it was what helped her suffer through the Interfector’s actions. Though it had become twisted and corrupted. Perhaps that was why the weight was missing now?
She fought herself, knowing that the man she once loved had ended his life. Her lip trembled. Memories of the past flooded her; their wedding day and the pride in his face. The birth of Alexandre and Rosalie, his concern for her during her illnesses, his tenderness after they had made love. Feelings of love, of joy, of sorrow and resentment washed over her. Had it all been for nothing? What was it all in the scheme of things? Pictures in her mind, pictures she could not connect to anymore. Not without a feeling of sickness.
She knew she should weep for him, but she could conjure no tears. Knowing that she should feel anguish over his suicide started weighing down on her. Her chest tightened, her breathing became shorter and shorter. This wasn’t right! She was not so cold! She was not empty! She couldn’t have been so easily changed! How could she feel such indifference about the death of one she once cherished?
As she stood, dumbstruck, she began to fear her humanity had run dry. Tears began to flow.
The sound of the shot startled Dawn, woke Evie. In fact, it frightened Evie. She began to cry, much to Dawn’s dismay. Had things not gone as they should have? Did the Interfector shoot someone? She knew she was told to stay put, but… She tried to console Evie as best she could, hushing her with promises that everything was okay. Then again, she felt like she was trying to comfort herself more than anything with those words. A few shouts. That was… The Doctor? She couldn’t sit here any longer.
Dawn kept Evie close to her, finally able to calm her down as she made it to the door. She creaked it open, seeing first the Interfector’s TARDIS. That, in itself, frightened her. She couldn’t pinpoint why, but it hurt to look at that broken and battered TARDIS. But not as much as the sight of TC’s body. Did he shoot himself? Was it the Interfector? She couldn’t be certain. But it felt wrong. And the sight of his body froze her own body. She clutched Evie tighter as she moved to the side of his corpse, dropping down to her knees next to him. She felt numbed, miles away from this situation. She was in such shock, she couldn’t even be brought to tears.
She looked over to Michelle then Reinette, at least thankful they’d gotten out. Her hold on Evie was the only thing reminding her that she was still actually here, holding her steady. Dawn’s eyes then moved over to Tenth, her voice quiet and unsteady, “What happened.”
The Doctor looked down just as the TARDIS began to leave for the designated coordinates, “It… it was a hospital, Dawn..” he avoided her eyes, “The Interfector tried making us blow up a hospital to get them back.. He must have done it on his own as soon as we got out of there..”
He inhaled deeply and finally looked up to her, “If we don’t get there before him.. it’s over. Everything’s over,” just as he finished his statement, the TARDIS landed. The Doctor looked to the doors with wide eyes, and then back to Dawn, “Stay inside. We’ll be back!” he said quickly, “Come on, Doctor!!!” he shouted, hurrying to the doors and stepping out.
There it was. The Interfector’s TARDIS. It looked decrepit and run down. It wasn’t taken care of at all. Just the sight of it made him sick to his stomach, but at the same time it made him happy. Happy knowing that just inside those beaten walls, he’d find them. They’d be back and safe again soon.
-The Doctor watched his parallel self leave the TARDIS but he didn’t follow. He hung back, holding his daughter. He looked at Dawn and frowned.- Her other father is named DD. -He walked closer to her and handed her Evie again. He then pulled out a piece of paper and handed that to her too.- He fixed his chameleon circuit and converted his TARDIS into a house. That’s the coordinates to his house. You ought to go there. Evie is fond of you. -He sighed deeply.- It’s a shame I didn’t really get to know you. The same goes with Michelle. All this happened and we just never…talked. I still remember when I first met you. Chocolate ice cream explosion. -He chuckled then tugged on his ear.- On the back is the coordinates to the ice cream shop I buy my ice cream in bulk. Ask Tenth to take you there. Best ice cream in the universe. -He stepped closer and placed his hand on her shoulders.-
You’re brilliant already but you have the ability to be extraordinary. Be everything you can be, yeah? -He quickly kissed her forehead then ran out of the TARDIS. He stood on the side of his parallel self, looking at the TARDIS.- Do you think…No, it wouldn’t be, would it? He would lock it…
Dawn felt a sinking feeling in her gut at his words. Why was he treating this like it was goodbye? They were finally here at the destination they’ve been trying to reach for so long, this wasn’t a goodbye. They were going to save Michelle and Reinette, come back onto the TARDIS, and stay away from the Interfector for good. Wordlessly, she took both Evie and the piece of paper, not sure what to say. She didn’t even have time to question anything before he ran off again.
“Don’t treat this like a goodbye,” she said after TC, giving a small sigh as she realized he probably didn’t even hear her. More waiting. Hopefully not as long this time. She looked to the piece of paper within her hand for just a moment before she went to lean against the console, watching the door carefully. She held Evie close, speaking softly, “We’re almost out of this, Evie. Don’t worry. Your dad’s coming back. Of course he is…” Even through her own assurances, the way he said such a goodbye… It worried her.
Yeah, well, it’s not the first time I’ve— -He paused for he was jostled by the blast. He ducked down for just a moment instinctively His heart sunk as he did so. Though he too didn’t dwell on it. There was no time. He ran off with his parallel self towards the TARDIS. He was running fast enough that he past tenth.-
-He stopped in front of the TARDIS and spun around to face his parallel self who was a few paces behind him.- Come on now. You’re the younger one.
The Doctor caught up quickly and threw the door open after unlocking it, “Reeeeally not the time for your snide comments, Doctor,” he said quickly, hurrying into the TARDIS and looking at the device and then at Dawn, “Dawn!! Brilliant job! You sent me that message just in time, I was starting to worry!”
He read over the coordinates quickly, “Yes!!! We’ve got it now! I can feel it!” he said as he began changing the coordinates in the control panel. He felt so relieved and anxious at the same time. They had to get there before the Interfector, they just had to!
First came the sound of a distant boom, almost like… An explosion? It began to worry her, Evie stirring within her arms from the sudden commotion outside. Dawn quickly quieted her, soothingly shushing her and giving her gentle rubs. She was just about to try calling the Doctor when the TARDIS doors burst open, both the Doctors running in.
Dawn quickly sprung up from the seat, a small yet hopeful smile tugging at her lips, “So you did it, it found them! But… What about the Interfector? I heard… I heard something like an explosion, it woke up Evie here. What’s happened?”
