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Who: The Doctor and Sigyn house!
What: During the day, the Doctor stays around the Ponds but when they sleep and he doesn't? He sometimes builds stuff in his room. This night, it's especially loud. Check it out? Try to shut him up?
When: Morning of day 146. Sort of. Like 1 AM, but it counts.
Where: Room 508 in Sigyn house
Rating: PG

[ It's not the first time the Doctor has to build something from primitive technology. It's a lot trickier, but it can be done. The problem here is that he doesn't know exactly what to build to find what he wants. Traces, tracks, paths... Anything that can give any hint to how they got here.

He still has his brain, Asgard can't take that from him, so he is going to try.

There suddenly needs to be a lot of hammering and drilling, and he's trying to attach something to the ceiling and maybe he managed to turn the chair over and crash to the floor once.

In other words; anything he's doing, a lot of it is loud. ]

Comments

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[ ... ]

I could only think of the park. It's a deserted area at night.

[comeonthensexy]

I couldn't leave anything there.

[burntviolet]

... Do you have that much material?

[comeonthensexy]

I can't just move things back and forth.

[burntviolet]

...

[ Well, now she just has to ask. ]

What... what are you doing to make this... much noise, anyway?

[comeonthensexy]

Building...

[ Duh?

Might want to specify if you want a more exact answer. ]

[burntviolet]

Building what...?

[ Dude... ]

[comeonthensexy]

[ What? ]

A scanner.

[burntviolet]

Scanner? Like... a computer scanner?

[comeonthensexy]

A universe scanner.

[burntviolet]

...

What... how does it work?

[comeonthensexy]

It looks for traces in the fabric of the universe.

[burntviolet]

[ Gosh, that's so... hard to believe. ]

Uh, would that... work in this setting?

[comeonthensexy]

Don't know. But it's built from what they have available here, so I don't see why it wouldn't.

[burntviolet]

[ ...

This guy is nuts and she doesn't have the time to listen to him any further ughhhh SHE WANTS TO SLEEP ALREADY! ]

I see... uh, I would like to have at least a couple more hours of sleep, so can you please tone down the noises? I'll be very grateful if you do. [ Her patience is running thin, and that "please" sounds really desperate, you know. ]

[comeonthensexy]

[ Ah. It does.

Which he actually picks up on. He can't stop working, because then the Thoughts will come, and he can't deal with those. But. ]

I can try.

[burntviolet]

[ Yes. Good. Finally a decent answer that won't lead her to despair. That should be more than enough. ]

Fine. I'm going to count on you for that. [ A weak nod that was suppost to be a bow, whatever. ] Have a good night, mister.

[ You know what she ain't even asking for his name, all she wishes now is to get outta there and sleeeeep. She turns around and heads back to the stairs.

AND THEN NOBODY SLEPT THAT NIGHT. ]

[comeonthensexy]

Right.

[ And he closes the door. Okay. Is there anything he can do quietly... ]