001--Er, what?

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Er. Right, well....am I trapped in my own head again? Wouldn’t surprise me. This was what I saw last time I was trapped in my own head.
–‘least I think it was. Can’t really remember, since, y’know, my mind was, incidentally, wiped afterwards.
I sorta hope this is what I saw last time, ‘cause it’s beautiful. Sorta reminds me of when the Doctor and I, after a long day of running for our lives, would just sorta....stop and relax and look out the TARDIS doors at the stars and space.

Anyway, getting back on track. Hello? Anyone? ...dunno why I’m asking , if I’m trapped in my own head and all. I really doubt Mickey and Jake would be trapped in my head with me. I bet Mickey’s in his Gran’s house, if he’s in his head.
No clue where Jake would be. I should ask him next time I see him. Might sound a bit odd, though. “Er, so, Jake When you get trapped in your own head, where d’you end up?”

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[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

That would be him, yes.

[quirks a brow] I did. Did he find himself someone hard of hearing this time?

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Yeah, that's the one I know. Him, and the one before him with the leather and northern accent.

[Blinks] Sorry, no, it's just that...didn't know you could be, er...person-shaped.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

His Ninth, I presume. I shall have to ask the Doctor what he was like in that form, then, so I know what to expect.

Would you prefer I appear to you as I am, then? That's easily arranged. I just find projections are easier for humans to communicate with.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

He was a bit....well, yeah, he could explain it. He was amazing, though.

Oh, you can appear however you'd like. It's just a bit weird at first, since all that time I was with the Doctor, I knew you as a...box.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

The Doctor has always been amazing, girl, since long before you were born.

[shrugs and returns to her Turlough!projection] It is not something I do often, though I've grown fond of it of late. The Doctor enjoys being able to converse face to face, now that we're beyond our universe.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Oh, I can imagine.

Sounds like something he'd like. He does like to talk, anyway. Any reason why you look the way you do.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

No, I don't believe you can.

Mmm, yes, well. I'm not sure you ever fully appreciated his conversation, as I'm certain most of what he said was well beyond your understanding. But I do quite enjoy speaking with him, yes. And I chose these forms because they are two of his companions with whom I was quite comfortable.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Two of his companions? Er, wouldn't be out of line if I asked you 'bout them, would I?

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

You mean he hasn't told you? I can't tell you how often I grew tired of listening to him go on and on about them, for the most part. Tegan this or Nyssa that or Romana, Romana, Romana. He could be such a bore at times, honestly.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

The only one I ever heard about was Sarah Jane, and that was only after I met her.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

Ah, Sarah Jane. She was one of the smarter ones, yes. Though to be fair, I did rather like Nyssa. At least she knew her way around a ship.

Ah, but his companions. The Brigadier was a close friend of the Doctor's many forms, though in particular his Second, Third and Fourth. Quite the gentleman, well-learned, and didn't harbour any ridiculous notions about himself and the Doctor. Turlough was a rather dour companion, but he was intelligent and sharp-witted and ever so loyal.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[Smiles] Always do like hearing about other companions.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

Were you his companion long, then? They tend not to stay.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

A couple of years. Sorta lost track of time while I was with him.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

Why did you leave him?

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

I was, um....trapped in another universe.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

Well. That's one of the more interesting excuses, at the very least.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Not really an excuse. We had to, um....find a way to get rid of the Daleks and the Cybermen, and the only way to do it was to trap them in the void, and I fell....but then my Dad saved me and pulled me into another universe before I was trapped with them.
...then the walls sorta...closed for good.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

When you have been as constant as I have, all reasons to leave the Doctor are an excuse. Though I am...sorry...for your predicament.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Makes sense why it'd be an excuse. You're sorta like...the one constant in his life, yeah?

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

I am. Even Death cannot keep me from his side.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Must be nice.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

To be with him? [smirks] It is, for all his foolishness.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[Grins] I think I know that feeling, at least a little bit.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

What is your name, girl?