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[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

Well...this is odd, indeed. It would appear I've been caught within a temporal loop of some kind, though I cannot find a source. Nor was there any such phenomenon on the planet we'd landed on. I see no possible way for this place to exist, let alone with me inside it. It warrants further investigation.

[disappears off the Astral Plane easily, returning shortly thereafter]

Strange. The Doctor is unable to view this anomaly with me. Nor can Charlotte. It is as though it does not exist outside my own perceptions, but that is impossible. Isn't it?

[makes a face]

Oh, bugger all.

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[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

[stares back, though not unkindly] As are you, Doctor. You never wore black before.

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

I've been getting that quite a bit lately. It's a shame, really, I think it looks quite nice on me.

[finally, he relaxes, a curious, awed smile on his lips]

You must be, mustn't you?

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

I cannot say it isn't becoming, Doctor, for what it's worth.

[smiles back]

I haven't seen this form of yours in quite some time. Your Eighth is piloting me now.

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

Thank you. You, of course, are beautiful as always - if not in a way I'm accustomed to.

[the smile widens]

Really now? I hope it's been a good few centuries, then.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

It's not something I do often, though your Eighth does seem fond of the ability. It's been easier, in the divergent universe. I thank you, though, for the compliment, Doctor.

[laughs lightly]

It has indeed. Though I would not have minded a few more, between yourself and him. Each regeneration only brings you closer to death, and that is not a moment I relish.

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

Not at all. Though I do wonder how we ended up in a divergent universe, I have quite enough on my hands in this one.

[the smile fades, sharpens into a smirk]

You do know how to bring up one's spirits, old girl.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

It was another of Rassilon's plots, of course, brought about by an exploding Time-Station carrying Anti-Time. You and I were infected, after it was destroyed within me, and rather than possibly expose the whole of our universe to the infection, you chose self-exile within the divergent universe. Charming place, really, filled with the species Rassilon feared would one day overthrow the Time Lords.

[shrugs, still smiling faintly]

It's a talent, Doctor. I have oh so many of them.