TARDIS Files 1: Let's Steal Each Other and Run Away
A/N- I plan on doing another series of one- shots of different moments/ emotions/ reasons for from the TARDIS’ point of view. This is the thing that first came to mind- she would have to be as crazy as the Doctor to run as he did. Being as she’s the TARDIS, I’ve tried playing with the tenses as I would imagine a being that exists in all of time would perceive things. This is the first of quite a few situations that come to mind. As always, suggestions are welcome, as well as reviews to let me know how the tenses thing works or if it makes any sense. Please let me know whether or not I should continue this series in this format.
She had travelled well. Far. Long. Boring planets where she was witness to boring meetings and new pacts and treaties. She did her duty and taxied her owners to and fro, as she was created to do. She had existed would exist did exist to serve and to obey and to follow. So she served would obey had followed as was her duty. Then, they readied her for decommission, she had lived was living will one day live a long life, enough for her kind. But she looked into her own heart and realized she wanted so much more. For millennia on end she had simply been. Now, discussing it with her sisters who always thought her peculiar, she wanted to see. She wants to experience. She will long to feel.
She tried to take herself to the magnificent places of her mind heart soul being. Without a pilot inside her all she manages to do was seriously damage her steering. They catch her before she escaped. They try once again to retire her, deciding beforehand to repair her first- after all the work she had required to form her essence, the stuffy Time Lord society refuses to waste even her old entity.
She waits will wait had waited would always be waiting but never would wait patiently because she saw. She looked once more into the vortex in her being and saw him. He was just as restless as she was. He, too, was an outcast amongst his peers. He would rescue her from a life of a glorified shuttle, and she rescues him from a life of boring duty and stillness, and together they had defeated their forced immobility. No longer owned and controlled. Stolen and free. They belong to had belonged to will belong to each other by choice, not obligation.
His descendant was as restless as the two of the would- be thieves are, eager to escape the life into which her grandfather had been forced. The three of them were being suffocated by privilege and policy and dreamt of experiencing the worlds and times and moments and emotions of which they had only been able to learn from afar. So, she called for him, and for his young one when she realizes that he’s calling for her, too. That they need her. It’s not vocal. It will not even make a sound. It was just a mutual longing of both of their minds, reaching for each other. She desires to be taken and to take and to run and never ever to stay. Her sisters do as they are meant. His peers shoulder their responsibilities. Her family’s hopes rest on her young shoulders.
They can abide their shared planet no longer. He leads his progeny past many of her sisters. She finally will realize has realized realizes she has found her kindred spirits. But the child is young and does not realize she will she has she is about to she is outgrowing her grandfather. But it is alright. Because when she leaves left is leaving, they will still have each other.
So, when she sees, knows, accepts what he is searching for, she unlocks her doors and steals a Time Lord. He runs away. She ran away. They are running away. And they will never stop.
She had travelled well. Far. Long. Boring planets where she was witness to boring meetings and new pacts and treaties. She did her duty and taxied her owners to and fro, as she was created to do. She had existed would exist did exist to serve and to obey and to follow. So she served would obey had followed as was her duty. Then, they readied her for decommission, she had lived was living will one day live a long life, enough for her kind. But she looked into her own heart and realized she wanted so much more. For millennia on end she had simply been. Now, discussing it with her sisters who always thought her peculiar, she wanted to see. She wants to experience. She will long to feel.
She tried to take herself to the magnificent places of her mind heart soul being. Without a pilot inside her all she manages to do was seriously damage her steering. They catch her before she escaped. They try once again to retire her, deciding beforehand to repair her first- after all the work she had required to form her essence, the stuffy Time Lord society refuses to waste even her old entity.
She waits will wait had waited would always be waiting but never would wait patiently because she saw. She looked once more into the vortex in her being and saw him. He was just as restless as she was. He, too, was an outcast amongst his peers. He would rescue her from a life of a glorified shuttle, and she rescues him from a life of boring duty and stillness, and together they had defeated their forced immobility. No longer owned and controlled. Stolen and free. They belong to had belonged to will belong to each other by choice, not obligation.
His descendant was as restless as the two of the would- be thieves are, eager to escape the life into which her grandfather had been forced. The three of them were being suffocated by privilege and policy and dreamt of experiencing the worlds and times and moments and emotions of which they had only been able to learn from afar. So, she called for him, and for his young one when she realizes that he’s calling for her, too. That they need her. It’s not vocal. It will not even make a sound. It was just a mutual longing of both of their minds, reaching for each other. She desires to be taken and to take and to run and never ever to stay. Her sisters do as they are meant. His peers shoulder their responsibilities. Her family’s hopes rest on her young shoulders.
They can abide their shared planet no longer. He leads his progeny past many of her sisters. She finally will realize has realized realizes she has found her kindred spirits. But the child is young and does not realize she will she has she is about to she is outgrowing her grandfather. But it is alright. Because when she leaves left is leaving, they will still have each other.
So, when she sees, knows, accepts what he is searching for, she unlocks her doors and steals a Time Lord. He runs away. She ran away. They are running away. And they will never stop.