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[stillherown]

[ Within this dream it all starts with a corridor. While dimly lit it isn't impossible for one to make there way through it. It branches off to other hallways and paths, all in which are sporadically interrupted by openings in the wall. Each opening displayed something different: different views of a world that were just inches away from where they

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[waterfell]

[She has a jarring sense of unreality - not from the dream, but because of the sheer frustration of the glass. She thrives off moving within the other worlds she's affected, shaping and changing them and influencing the courses of their destinies. Making herself impossible to shut out or ignore.

Now, she can't.

She knows, with those blasted memories she'd sometimes like to cut out of herself, that this is the law she was meant to be bound to. They were meant to oversee the evolution and progress of humanity. They were not meant to interfere so deeply. She stopped caring about that a long time ago, when she couldn't accept her world's fate. She interfered, and with the nexus bringing different worlds in contact with each other, it soon spread and rippled outward.

Here, though, she does not recognize most of what she sees. They focus on Romana's timelines and worlds. There is only Mercury walking through a corridor of glassy windows.]

Where is this?

[Such an obvious question.]

[stillherown]

[ Without turning away from the portal she was gazing at, she answered the other woman while her attention remained focus on the Citadel beyond the glass. ]

Some place far, far away.

[waterfell]

And once upon a time?

[Yeah. The tone is sarcastic. She doesn't do fairy tales anymore. Besides, it seems to be true, from the windows opening onto timelines instead of different places.]

[stillherown]

Out of time, actually.

[ Turning away from the portal finally, her left eyebrow rose as a curious expression appeared. ]

Now then, can I help you?

[helpmeguideit]

This is lovely. I don't know that I need any help. [ He stands by a window, watching, observing. He's alright with that. ]

[stillherown]

[ Turning her attention away from the portal before her to look over, she walked over to where Charles was, her back now to the world she had visited not long ago with Leela and the others. ] I wouldn't go as far as calling it that, but it is fascinating in it's own way.

[helpmeguideit]

I've never seen anything like it. I find it lovely.

[stillherown]

They're different timelines for one world. Time streams that have been separated from the current one and brought together here in order to keep them from merging with one another and effectively tossing the universe into a rather large complicated mess.

[thatoldthatkind]

Telling me why Romanadvoratrelundar is down and seemingly out of her luck, it'd be a marvelous start. Then we'll go from there. What do you say, Romana?

[ The Doctor is sitting in a chair he just happened to make, legs crossed, smiling at her. ]

[stillherown]

[ It wasn't until she had been seated in a chair of her own across from him, hands clasped together over her knee did she respond. ] It's been a bit of a long few days, that's all.

[thatoldthatkind]

[ He nods, understanding---no he doesn't understand. The Doctor didn't keep too close of tabs on what Romana was doing on Gallifrey. Silly old (young?) him, dashing around the universe. He makes a motion with his wrist for her to continue. ]

[stillherown]

[ A soft sigh escaped her as she leaned back in her chair. ]

Between discovering that this Gallifrey was one where our people sold their very lives as means of currency to-- [ There was a pause, clearly unsure on how to even word just how strange it was to see herself in a world with a family, before she merely shrugged her shoulders and skipped that over. ] --to seeing the High Council become so corrupted, even by the usual standards we're used to... it was something of an experience.