Musing [LJ post]
I've been thinking about Dick.
Well, that too, but I mean Richard. My baby brother. He always hated when I called him Dick, so of course I did all the time.
Anyway, I don't know why I've been thinking about him. He's just been on my mind lately. Which is strange, because I haven't seen him in...a couple millennia, I suppose. Time-travel makes it hard to reckon.
By rights he should probably be dead. He ran off into the 19th bloody century and left his vortex manipulator. He must have died of old age before the Great War.
But lately I've been getting the strangest feeling he's still alive. I dunno, maybe it's a twin thing. It shouldn't be possible, unless he found another way to leave the 1800s without his wriststrap.
Just before he left, he changed his name. Started calling himself William. Some daft old lady called him that, and he played along. I called him Willy, of course.
Maybe he's really, really old. Found some way to immortality, like Jack. Can you imagine, the end of the universe and everyone else has died of old age except Jack Harkness and William the bloody prat.
I suppose I should thank Dick-Willy for running off on me. If he hadn't, the Time Agency might never have paired me with Jack.
Well, that too, but I mean Richard. My baby brother. He always hated when I called him Dick, so of course I did all the time.
Anyway, I don't know why I've been thinking about him. He's just been on my mind lately. Which is strange, because I haven't seen him in...a couple millennia, I suppose. Time-travel makes it hard to reckon.
By rights he should probably be dead. He ran off into the 19th bloody century and left his vortex manipulator. He must have died of old age before the Great War.
But lately I've been getting the strangest feeling he's still alive. I dunno, maybe it's a twin thing. It shouldn't be possible, unless he found another way to leave the 1800s without his wriststrap.
Just before he left, he changed his name. Started calling himself William. Some daft old lady called him that, and he played along. I called him Willy, of course.
Maybe he's really, really old. Found some way to immortality, like Jack. Can you imagine, the end of the universe and everyone else has died of old age except Jack Harkness and William the bloody prat.
I suppose I should thank Dick-Willy for running off on me. If he hadn't, the Time Agency might never have paired me with Jack.