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[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

[Look, Omega's back on the Plane! This time, though, he's not focused on the scenery. Instead, he's leaning on a laboratory table that appears as though it was appropriated from Ertikus's TARDIS. Spread across its surface are half-finished pieces of machinery, spanners, microwelders, and other various tools, all of which are Gallifreyan in origin.

What has Omega's interest, however, is a small, unassuming lump of coral. Time Lords and anyone sensitive enough with notice that it is far from the kind of coral found on Earth -- it's absolutely humming with energy, and there is a spark of awareness, of sentience.

This, ladies and gentlemen, is a baby TARDIS.

Omega picks up the coral, holding it with surprising gentleness, and studies it quietly. The bond between a TARDIS and its pilot is a powerful thing, after all, and theirs is just being established.]

Comments

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

[with a snarl] You should have died on Gallifrey.

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[have another long moment of silence, Omega] I did.

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

[turns away, trying to get a hold on his temper.] You destroyed everything I ever worked for, Doctor.

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[bitterly] You think I don't know that? I've got to live with the consequences every day.

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

Do you? You never cared for Gallifrey. It was never more than a prison to you, a place to escape from.