[.o4] - Inside the walls you've built of damaged pride
[Private to the Tenth Doctor]
I got her letter
Did you know
I'm so sorry
What do you need?
[Voice; Private*]
She did what was necessary. She did what was necessary and right by her and you knew, you knew there was a future for her that didn't involve a bloody inter-dimensional p-prison ship...
[a minute of silence winds itself out, marked by the sound of tortoiseshell frames clattering onto the desk and a hollow, ragged sigh]
NNGH!! [several things are heard being swept off the desk, hitting the floor]
IT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH ME- NOTHING! [something whistles briefly in the air, shattering in the distance, followed by what sounds like a chair bouncing off the wall and wood splintering beneath a scream of rage]
THEN WHY DOES IT FUCKING HURT?! Is this how it's always supposed to be, huh?! Skirting the edges of our existence and never, never entwining, nothing beyond a few months and scattered m-moments...
I'm sorry. I'M SORRY! Is that good enough?! Is that IT?! Is that what you want, is that enough?!
I COULD DO ANYTHING!
I WAS A TIME LORD!
I ENDED THE TIME WAR, I DESTROYED THE DALEKS, I'VE SAVED UNTOLD TRILLIONS, WHY CAN'T I HAVE JUST ONE, ONE CHANCE-
[there's the crunch of glass and a low hiss of pain]
Ahhh...
Maybe... maybe that's it. Maybe that's all there is for us.
I don't want to be alone anymore. I don't...
[a muffled, wracking sob and then the entry ends in static]
(ooc: In response to this. *The entry is hackable by his warden. He's too distressed to remember to lock it well.)
I got her letter
Did you know
I'm so sorry
What do you need?
[Voice; Private*]
She did what was necessary. She did what was necessary and right by her and you knew, you knew there was a future for her that didn't involve a bloody inter-dimensional p-prison ship...
[a minute of silence winds itself out, marked by the sound of tortoiseshell frames clattering onto the desk and a hollow, ragged sigh]
NNGH!! [several things are heard being swept off the desk, hitting the floor]
IT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH ME- NOTHING! [something whistles briefly in the air, shattering in the distance, followed by what sounds like a chair bouncing off the wall and wood splintering beneath a scream of rage]
THEN WHY DOES IT FUCKING HURT?! Is this how it's always supposed to be, huh?! Skirting the edges of our existence and never, never entwining, nothing beyond a few months and scattered m-moments...
I'm sorry. I'M SORRY! Is that good enough?! Is that IT?! Is that what you want, is that enough?!
I COULD DO ANYTHING!
I WAS A TIME LORD!
I ENDED THE TIME WAR, I DESTROYED THE DALEKS, I'VE SAVED UNTOLD TRILLIONS, WHY CAN'T I HAVE JUST ONE, ONE CHANCE-
[there's the crunch of glass and a low hiss of pain]
Ahhh...
Maybe... maybe that's it. Maybe that's all there is for us.
I don't want to be alone anymore. I don't...
[a muffled, wracking sob and then the entry ends in static]
(ooc: In response to this. *The entry is hackable by his warden. He's too distressed to remember to lock it well.)