[OPEN] I'm still cooking

[comeonthensexy]

Who: The Eleventh Doctor and YOU
What: The Doctor's gotten cursed and comes from right after regenerating from Ten to Eleven. Fun times ensue.
When: Day 411
Where: All over Asgard?!
Rating: G?

[ Falling out of the TARDIS and ending up here is a little disorienting. Or is that the regeneration? Maybe a bit of both.

After checking out the new bracelet thing and contacting the network, he starts wandering. He's very notably raggedy (also wet), with tears in his trousers and shirt. And are there singes? And for anyone who's seen him around or knows him, there's a distinct lack of bow tie, replaced with a regular old tie. What?

Really, with how bad his motor skills are, it's only a matter of time before he runs into someone. ]

((OOC: Despite the written set-up, this a catch-all log for my one-day Eleventh Hour curse, and there can be scenes outside of this. You're very free to use it though! If you want to do something else, feel free to PM me or pp/ping me on Tossino or IM me at AIM @ thetossedone. Or. Something. Yes.

There's also a network post! Which you're free to check out.))

Comments

[comeonthensexy]

"Lost my memory? Nnnnoo, I don't think so. Well, at least, I know who I am this time. I won't say no to tea, though." But, most importantly. "How can you be here?"

[becauseichooseto]

"Yes, you have, you wouldn't be surprised to see me and know the answer to that question," he replies, indicating they go back into the radio station. "But the gods brought me here."

[comeonthensexy]

"Oh, those. There are actual gods? And what memory would I have lost? Give some proper answers for once."

He's pouting, scowling, but follows anyway.

[becauseichooseto]

"Under certain definitions of 'actual', yes," he replies. "I have just told you the memories you've lost. Do keep up? Memories of here. Of me.“

Irving takes them to his office and starts tea.

[comeonthensexy]

"How can I have lost memories when I haven't even lived for twenty minutes yet?"

Seriously. Is he the only one that theory doesn't make a lick of sense to?

[becauseichooseto]

"Losing memories when you've not had them yet is still losing memories, Doctor," he replies, beginning to pour. "You had a lot more when I talked to you last."

[comeonthensexy]

"How can you lose something you don't have?"

[becauseichooseto]

That is just silly, Doctor. "When have you ever consider you having lost something you do have?"

[comeonthensexy]

No, that is just silly, Brax. "What, do you only lose things you don't have?"

He starts wandering around the room, just to have a look-see.

[becauseichooseto]

"I don't have them if I've lost them," he insists, giving him his cup.

[comeonthensexy]

"Oh, don't be so literal!" He exhales sharply as he takes the cup, scowling. "You have to have had it to lose it."

[becauseichooseto]

"You're a Time Lord, Doctor," he replies. "Try to think fourth dimensionally, would you? I didn't have your memories, you did."

[comeonthensexy]

"I meant a general you. And I didn't have them either! How could I have had them when I've barely even lived for ... twenty minutes? Thirty? Don't know. Who's keeping track?"

Cup in hand, he continues wandering, poking at the small amount of stuff around the office. Really, it's rather sparse. Typical.

[becauseichooseto]

"Yes, you did. The fact that you've gotten yourself reset hardly makes a difference from an objective viewpoint."

In fact, it isn't typical: Brax's offices are usually a) messy, because order is the enemy of creativity, b) filled with paintings and decoration. Brax simply hasn't gotten the appropriate decor yet.

[comeonthensexy]

"Of course it does! Maybe I've had them from your point of view, but in my personal timeline I can't possibly have had them yet."

Why are they arguing technicalities like this?

Although he supposes that's better than thinking too much about the fact that he's arguing with his big brother. Who he's barely even talked to in god knows how long, and who is probably dead.

[becauseichooseto]

"Considering everyone else is going to point out that they remember them from their point of view, I rather think it's more objective point than yours."

Yes, let us ignore the angst behind the curtain.

[comeonthensexy]

"It is not. Time is relative, Brax, in all ways. You know that. I haven't lost anything."

[becauseichooseto]

"Practically, I'm afraid it's always majority rules, Doctor," he shrugs.

[comeonthensexy]

"Not in this case."

If it wasn't so annoying, he'd just leave it be because it's getting exhausting to argue about it. And maybe it's a little unnerving to be told he's been here for quite some time, only in his future, and this is all ... really confusing. Or maybe it's just because of what he came from?

"I just don't see what difference it makes," he continues, frustrated, and swipes a hand out. "If I land somewhere, and it turns out that I've actually landed there before from their point of view, but that was actually in my future, well. That's just something that happens with time travel, sometimes. But then it doesn't mean I've lost those memories. I just haven't gained them yet. What makes this different, hm?"

[becauseichooseto]

"It's different because you haven't landed here, you were brought, therefore, you should have those memories. Therefore you've lost them."

He pauses. "I realise this frustrates you, but you need to realise how important this is. You've been cursed. Someone acted and made you this way. That is the difference."

[comeonthensexy]

"I do realise it, I do. I shouldn't be here like this and apparently someone's made that happen. I get that. Already had that argument with someone else, but," he raises a finger, "even if that is the case, I was brought from another point in my timeline. I'm in the wrong clothes! So why should I have them? I don't have them because I haven't gotten there yet because the timeline is all wrong."

And since he basically said all that in one breath, he inhales deeply and turns away. Takes a sip of his tea. Rubs his fingers over his brow.

This is so tiring.

[becauseichooseto]

"Because they gave them to you," he replies. "I honestly don't think it's a time line issue."

[comeonthensexy]

He snorts.

"What, because they brought me here they gave me those memories?"

Nope, he can't get behind that thinking.

[becauseichooseto]

"What? That wasn't what I said," he replies. "You were already here. And they took you, purely physically, to an earlier time. In doing so, your memories were lost."

[comeonthensexy]

He gnashes his teeth. Keeps turned away, and focuses on his tea. It's not the right way to put it and he'll never agree with it. But he can feel anger thrumming between his temples.

Is what what he is now? Angry. Hasn't he been angry enough as his predecessor? Or was that another sort?