first ✧ [video] ❝there's a man from outer space asking me if I will race❞

[shoutsgeronimo]

[A green light and high-pitched ringing precedes a face coming into view, too close at first, and then pulling away to reveal ridiculous floppy hair and a blue bowtie. The journal is clearly propped up against something to record.]

OOOOH! [a loud, excited voice, not a hint of fear or uncertainty] Wonderful! Working again, eh! Good, good, excellent

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voice;

[chronica]

...You seem to be enjoying yourself.

voice;

[shoutsgeronimo]

Course! [BIG SMILE that she can't see, but boy she can probably hear it.] Apart from the whole, y'know, usual business, deadly danger et cetera, but that's neither here nor there right now. D'you know I've always sort of wanted a pair of wings? Not permanently of course, quite fond of my legs, good solid things, but deep down in the bottom of my little hearts I've always thought it'd be fantastic to start over with a big bushy pair of wings.

voice;

[chronica]

So your dream has been to become something akin to a bird-man creature. Maybe you should start living in the forest too and build a nest while you're at it. [Not commenting on the 'usual business' because that's pretty much what her life is in a way.] You should be careful. I read those wings are sensitive.

Re: voice;

[shoutsgeronimo]

[ppppthhsshthibbit. He blows a raspberry that sends the tips of his hair fluttering.] One pair of wings and suddenly it's all "nests nests nests!" The unanimous symbol for freedom and accomplishment in nearly all--about half--at least 73.2% of every planet in this galaxy and what have we got here? Talking about settling down! Well no, not me, not this Doctor, no thank you--

[he finally stops talking, a bit abruptly too, and furrows his brow at the journal.] Sensitive how?

voice;

[chronica]

I don't care for wings, but if you like them then be my guest. There isn't any way to fly with them, so I can't understand how you perceive them to symbolize freedom.

They're not just for fashion - those wings are attached to your body and thus can be injured as easily as any other part of your body. According to what I've read, extensive damage can lead to death.

Re: voice;

[shoutsgeronimo]

Ooohoo, another cheery one, but clever; that's good, that's very good. What's your name?

voice;

[chronica]

[Ignoring that sarcasm. Yeah look at how much she cares man.]

Homura Akemi. Just Homura is fine, Mr. Doctor.

Re: voice;

[shoutsgeronimo]

Oh, just the Doctor, mister makes me sound old, which I am, but that's not the point, good to meet you, Homura. What can you tell me about this place, eh?

Re: voice;

[chronica]

[...]

Doctor it is. I can't tell you a lot. I only arrived here myself today and there's only so much I know myself. However I can offer you this.

[She writes up a redirection in the pages. If he accepts to use it, he will be led to this journal page.]

It is a guide I found in my journal after searching through it, which informed me of a wide range of collected information. Lengthy, but a good read if you want to know what everyone else generally knows.

Re: voice; slowly returns to tags, I'm sorry!

[shoutsgeronimo]

Aah, yes, this guide, someone else just sent it along as well. Seems to be everything anyone knows, sort of dull all the way through. I do hate dull, but what are you going to do when you're missing a time machine. Brave heart, Homura! [though this appears to be more of comfort to himself] She'll turn up somewhere. Hopefully in this solar system.

voice; for the record I will backtag forever.

[chronica]

...Time machine? Is that the blue box you were talking about then?

[Oh. The Doctor suddenly shot up the interesting meter for Homura.]

voice; I'M VERY GRATEFUL

[shoutsgeronimo]

That's right! My TARDIS--time and relative dimension in space. Dear old girl, been together a while, we have.

voice; <3

[chronica]

[Hm. Intriguing really.]

Even if you had 'her' here, I don't think it would work. That seems like quite an easy method of escape.

voice;

[shoutsgeronimo]

That is the general idea, yeah. You've got to be something really ridiculous to interfere with my TARDIS. Mind, it has happened before...actually I was wondering what that was all about...but we'll burn that bridge as we get to it, I suppose.

voice;

[chronica]

Ridiculous because of how difficult it is to control, or difficult because you'll get even with them for it?

voice;

[shoutsgeronimo]

Oh, no no, revenge isn't my style, not really. Violence is highly overrated for the most part. Difficult because of what the TARDIS is. Very, very few things in the universe who can get inside that box and understand it, could probably count them on my hands, unless there's something I'm forgetting. I'm starting to think there is...

But nevermind that. Tell me about yourself, Homura. Where is home for you? Where are you trying to get back to?