"I suppose I am in a similar situation. After all, not being Christian, I suppose the whole 'true' meaning of Christmas is lost on me. New Year's, on the other hand, is very simple."
He blows a bit on the hot chocolate. He always has lots of little marshmallows in his.
Hiro puts his hand up against the field, then begins to press through. "It is unusual." There's a tingling in his arm. "Does this mean something has changed from the original Christmas?"
The Doctor grinned. Hiro certainly had the ability, which was rare, very rare in a human. He wished the high council were around now and could see just how advanced his favorite species could become on their own.
"I think it does," the Doctor said. He fumbled in his pockets, eventually producing a small key on a string. He offered it to Hiro.
"Put this around your neck. It has a perception field, should help with the interference as we pass through it."
Hiro nods and puts the key around his neck. "We should press forward then?" As he pushes even more, the tingling becomes more pronounced. It's not painful, but he's very aware of it. It isn't as hard to get through as it was before he put the key on.
"What has come here? This cannot be of human design. At least not present-time design."
"Definitely not from this planet or time," the Doctor agreed with a nod. "The question is, when? Or what?"
The time interference was raw against the Doctor's mind, but he was far more adept at repressing such pains than Hiro. One day, the Doctor imagined his companion would probably become more powerful than the Doctor himself, his innate abilities and his human creativity working together.
But for now, the Doctor would protect him.
He pushed through the field, holding the device out to check the range on the signal. It fizzled and rippled with the changing timelines.
Hiro suddenly stops in the middle of the field and reaches up to where something doesn't look right. He sees something that is totally strange to him. Where he is looking it's night and people are walking by, then he sees another area.
"Doctor, this field is folded time," he says quietly. His fingers slip through and open another fold - this one leading to a sunshiny day. Although all of them are obviously during the winter possibly the same day over several years or maybe a few hours. He doesn't let the folds move any farther apart than what his fingers fit through. After all, he might freak someone out by sticking his head out of seemingly nowhere.
He continues to push through behind the Doctor, trying to see what the device says, but he's a bit too short.
"Oh, that's very bad," the Doctor says. He doesn't reach out and touch the altered time in the way Hiro did, he's not entirely sure he could take the twisting of time around him. This, right now, is difficult enough.
"Someone's taking the combined powers of the residual human psychic energy and using it to fuel this obstruction in time. Why?"
He lowers the device so Hiro can see it, too. It's blinking in red, the little swirly Gallifreyan language telling the Doctor that time is very, very fouled.
Re: Nice and quiet which I like. Yours?powered_otakuDecember 29 2009, 01:40:19 UTC
"Yosh!" He's not completely sure what they're going to face, but he's more than willing to go. He feels his best when he's helping others. He has no idea what they're facing, but still he wants to find out what it is and what he can do to help.
Exhausting! Ready for the holidays to be over!rude_not_gingerJanuary 4 2010, 01:05:27 UTC
The Doctor pushes through the time disruptions, wincing through the pain as he makes it towards the spike in the system. Oh, this is not going to be fun, not with the height of the energy focus.
"Right, we're going to need to keep moving. No matter what happens outside of this time area, keep moving until we reach---"
Re: Exhausting! Ready for the holidays to be over!powered_otakuJanuary 4 2010, 01:50:44 UTC
"The center, I suppose," Hiro finishes. It doesn't hurt him, but he can see the pain on the Doctor's face. It makes him feel uncomfortable - energy tingling on the exposed areas of skin. He can feel hairs standing on end on his arms and the back of his neck. He still gets glimpses of other time as they shoulder through, but he doesn't push any of them open for another peek.
Suddenly he stumbles as they seem to reach the center and he's no longer pushing against temporal energy. He looks around to see if he can see what's causing this.
At the center of the rippling energy, the Doctor can see the tip of a white-hot crystal, poking out of the sky like it had been nailed right into reality. What it was, though, the Doctor had no idea.
"I dunno," the Doctor says. He puts a hand to his forehead. "Ugh, my head."
He doesn't expect Hiro to hear the singing, of course. He knows he's a time sensitive, but that sort of aptitude isn't something he'd expect in someone who wasn't a Time Lord by birth.
He reaches out a hand. "If something happens, I need you to restart time, yes?"
He blows a bit on the hot chocolate. He always has lots of little marshmallows in his.
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Hiro puts his hand up against the field, then begins to press through. "It is unusual." There's a tingling in his arm. "Does this mean something has changed from the original Christmas?"
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"I think it does," the Doctor said. He fumbled in his pockets, eventually producing a small key on a string. He offered it to Hiro.
"Put this around your neck. It has a perception field, should help with the interference as we pass through it."
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"What has come here? This cannot be of human design. At least not present-time design."
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The time interference was raw against the Doctor's mind, but he was far more adept at repressing such pains than Hiro. One day, the Doctor imagined his companion would probably become more powerful than the Doctor himself, his innate abilities and his human creativity working together.
But for now, the Doctor would protect him.
He pushed through the field, holding the device out to check the range on the signal. It fizzled and rippled with the changing timelines.
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"Doctor, this field is folded time," he says quietly. His fingers slip through and open another fold - this one leading to a sunshiny day. Although all of them are obviously during the winter possibly the same day over several years or maybe a few hours. He doesn't let the folds move any farther apart than what his fingers fit through. After all, he might freak someone out by sticking his head out of seemingly nowhere.
He continues to push through behind the Doctor, trying to see what the device says, but he's a bit too short.
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"Someone's taking the combined powers of the residual human psychic energy and using it to fuel this obstruction in time. Why?"
He lowers the device so Hiro can see it, too. It's blinking in red, the little swirly Gallifreyan language telling the Doctor that time is very, very fouled.
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Hiro looks at the device but he can't read the Gallifreyan. "What is that spike?" He points to a regular pulse that is showing up on the readout.
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He gives Hiro a grin and nods. "Ready?"
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"Right, we're going to need to keep moving. No matter what happens outside of this time area, keep moving until we reach---"
Reach what? What could be causing this?
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Suddenly he stumbles as they seem to reach the center and he's no longer pushing against temporal energy. He looks around to see if he can see what's causing this.
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At the center of the rippling energy, the Doctor can see the tip of a white-hot crystal, poking out of the sky like it had been nailed right into reality. What it was, though, the Doctor had no idea.
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"What is that?" Part of him wants to touch it, but the heat from it keeps him back.
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He doesn't expect Hiro to hear the singing, of course. He knows he's a time sensitive, but that sort of aptitude isn't something he'd expect in someone who wasn't a Time Lord by birth.
He reaches out a hand. "If something happens, I need you to restart time, yes?"
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Hiro nods. "Yes, I will." He prepares himself.
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