01. into the wild and fire

[thruppitybits.livejournal.com]

[Peri Brown appears on the Plane, stumbling like she just stopped running. she looks much like any of the Doctors who knew her might remember, with one exception. her brown hair is cut in the same short bob and she is wearing impractical wedge shoes as always, but there is a glaring lack of spandex leotards. instead she's wearing khaki shorts and white-and-blue-striped boatnecked tank top. well-endowed chest is still there, however.]

Woah ... what happened here? Where am I? D-Doctor? ... A-Anyone?

[she turns in a few circles, looking around her with increasing concern]

Can anyone hear me?

[to herself] I thought that store was weird ... the Doctor said I could go shopping and that place just seemed to pull me in--and I didn't even recognize the name of the store. And those twins. Creepy ...

[louder] Doctor?! This isn't funny!

[slumps down miserably on the nearest rock] ... I have a headache.

((ooc: so totally did not raep my app sample >_> ))

Comments

brrrring it

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

[glare of death] I did.

*brings it, lame-like*

[thruppitybits.livejournal.com]

[and whoops, you broke her stubbornface with some confusion. she's trying, though!] B-But--well, you're not dead, aren't you, you're here! I can't imagine you would regenerate like the Doctor would ...

[mutters something about 'can't believe I'm talking to the TARDIS anyway']

Awww, Peri just needs to work on her bringing skills

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

No, I do not regenerate as he does. I must grow, an infinitesimal bit by bit, as my shell is reconstructed. Wait and remain docile while my entire being burns and warps until I am whole again. That is what I have endured for him. That and more.

So yes. I am the master of the Doctor. He is mine. He belongs to me and no one else.

Perhaps you should have attempted talking to me before, when you thought me nothing more than a stupid, lifeless ship.