OS Prompt 1.9: This wasn't supposed to happen.
"Doctor. When you travel, what do you look for?"
"That's easy. I explore possibilities. I look for things I could never imagine. I want to know how they work and perhaps help them work better."
"And do you share that?"
"With my companions, yes. Some people call it meddling. Others actually thank me for it. It all depends on what side they're on."
"Doctor. I could be more than just a companion."
- Loups-Garoux
This wasn't supposed to happen.
I tend to say that a great deal, particularly, it seems, in this incarnation. Usually it's accompanied by bloodshed or explosions.
I've more experience with broken bodies than broken hearts.
There is a death toll here as well, however.
The first thing she said to him was 'Extraordinary'. Hardly a breath, but a throaty voice, rich as the soil turned to dust.
"Danger has always walked with me, Doctor. It is my oldest and most faithful companion."
They talked of history, of reaching shadows and endless years. There was pretence of course, half and hidden and twisted truths but a connection beneath it all.
He accepted her, the ferocious wolf, the starving orphan; she called him a maverick, her dearest Doctor, under her protection.
He became her champion, and she believed in him.
He gave her back her son, she gave him a chance to save the world.
"Would you stay, Doctor, for me? Do you really care?"
He couldn't answer her. He tried to focus on the ancient menace and his withering army. So much easier, in the end.
"Illeana, perhaps I care too much."
"Or not enough. Goodbye, Doctor."
The oldest wolf tried to take her, and was dealt with, more by Rosa than anyone. They tore him from the Earth, and he wilted like a plucked flower. She took him into the forest in her mind, and he was gone.
The city was free, and safe, and she came to him. She bound to the Earth, and he to the stars.
"You're free."
"Am I free? At what price, when I can never leave the Earth?"
Unseen by any other, she told him the story of Winter.
"And so it goes in endless turns."
"Year after year. Without him. Goodbye, Doctor."
"Goodbye, Illeana."
The last thing he hears is an ancient, lonely cry to the moon.
She was not supposed to fall in love with me. I was not supposed to wish, for however briefly, that I could stay.
"That's easy. I explore possibilities. I look for things I could never imagine. I want to know how they work and perhaps help them work better."
"And do you share that?"
"With my companions, yes. Some people call it meddling. Others actually thank me for it. It all depends on what side they're on."
"Doctor. I could be more than just a companion."
- Loups-Garoux
This wasn't supposed to happen.
I tend to say that a great deal, particularly, it seems, in this incarnation. Usually it's accompanied by bloodshed or explosions.
I've more experience with broken bodies than broken hearts.
There is a death toll here as well, however.
The first thing she said to him was 'Extraordinary'. Hardly a breath, but a throaty voice, rich as the soil turned to dust.
"Danger has always walked with me, Doctor. It is my oldest and most faithful companion."
They talked of history, of reaching shadows and endless years. There was pretence of course, half and hidden and twisted truths but a connection beneath it all.
He accepted her, the ferocious wolf, the starving orphan; she called him a maverick, her dearest Doctor, under her protection.
He became her champion, and she believed in him.
He gave her back her son, she gave him a chance to save the world.
"Would you stay, Doctor, for me? Do you really care?"
He couldn't answer her. He tried to focus on the ancient menace and his withering army. So much easier, in the end.
"Illeana, perhaps I care too much."
"Or not enough. Goodbye, Doctor."
The oldest wolf tried to take her, and was dealt with, more by Rosa than anyone. They tore him from the Earth, and he wilted like a plucked flower. She took him into the forest in her mind, and he was gone.
The city was free, and safe, and she came to him. She bound to the Earth, and he to the stars.
"You're free."
"Am I free? At what price, when I can never leave the Earth?"
Unseen by any other, she told him the story of Winter.
"And so it goes in endless turns."
"Year after year. Without him. Goodbye, Doctor."
"Goodbye, Illeana."
The last thing he hears is an ancient, lonely cry to the moon.
She was not supposed to fall in love with me. I was not supposed to wish, for however briefly, that I could stay.