[Here, Plane, have a crying Marta. So much has happened to her lately that she just can't hold it all in anymore. Heck, you'd be upset too, if you thought the love of your life was gone forever, suddenly becoming someone else entirely... And to top it all off, they had been fighting. She never got to say goodbye, she was too stubborn, too angry, too... well, none of it matters now...

She's here to try and find some comfort, a friend, anything to help her cope or anyone that will just listen. Usually, she rather likes the Plane. This blood, though... the smell disgusts her. She doesn't want to go back right now, how could she possibly face everyone else? But staying here... if only it would go away...

... And it does. That's right, no more blood-filled plane. Every single ounce has vanished without a trace.

Well. That was sudden, and entirely unexpected. She's grateful, though, even if she is still crying.]

((OoC: Marta hasn't quite put two and two together yet, but she's a goddess now. Have fun with that. Also, no more blood! Yay!))

[many thoughts cross the Doctor's mind as he crosses a particularly starry patch of the Plane; thoughts like, "Wasn't there blood all around here a moment ago?", "Well, since there isn't any blood, I don't have to worry about ruining another pair of trainers!", and "Blimey, I wonder how many I've got left. Probably should look into procuring some more."]

[and the moment he thinks that, a whole pile of Converse all-star trainers appear in front of him, making him stop dead in his tracks with wide-eyed shock] What?! [he immediately squats down to poke one of them and finds that yes, they do exist, even if they do come in only three colours for some reason.] Where did these come from? And more to the point, how did they turn up here the moment I thought about them? Although... [he picks one up, turning it over in his hands. thoughtfully:] I wonder where I'm going to put them all now.

[a large cardboard box appears just then in the pile's place with every last trainer inside except for the one he's holding. rather absently, he throws it in with the rest while he stares at the box, feeling...rather unsure about all of this]

Two times doesn't mean anything. It's just a coincidence that it--oh, who am I kidding? [he runs a hand through his hair as he begins to pace, his mind racing] I don't even believe in coincidences! This can hardly be called a trend, and it's not even enough for a proper scientific sample! [a short pause as an idea comes to him, his tone becoming a bit curious] And anyway, it's not like a tutu-wearing ostrich can roller-skate around the Plane while passing out bananas to everyone and playing Lady Gaga's "Bad Romance" on a trombone at the same time!

[and lo, that very ostrich appears as soon as he's done speaking and hands him a banana before skating off to treat everyone with a bit of potassium and Gaga. he stares, positively dumbfounded and feeling rather mixed about this. softly:] I've never been able to--[he pales] I shouldn't be able to do this. No Time Lord should ever have a power like this. But if I can do that, then...

[he spins around, looking at an empty area of the Plane. with a thought, a place so etched into his memory appears on the Plane. when it does, he stumbles back, afraid to touch it] It can't... [but he steels himself and steps onto the red grass, a heavy weight in his chest as he surveys what he has created]

It really is here...

[he closes his eyes, feeling a gentle breeze on his face. he listens as the red grasses sway and the thousands of silver leaves rustle on numerous cadenwood trees lining the base of a tall snow-capped mountain. and soon, the sky above the field and mountain turn a burnt orange as two suns appear, making the mountain shine and the silver leaves look as though they are on fire]

[when he opens his eyes again, his expression becomes very unreadable. softly, he utters] If I can do this, what can't I do?

[ooc: Now Ten is a god! And he has created a small part of Gallifrey, more specifically, a slightly hilly grassy plain that was one of his favourite spots to escape to as he he was growing up (amongst other places, that is). Oh yes, and that ostrich will be passing out bananas to anyone who wants one--and it takes music requests~]