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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.]

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[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[by the Sandals of Rassilon, he has to steal that TARDIS]

I didn't know our great Founder was into TARDIS horticulture.

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[Oh fantastic, the person he wanted to see more than any person ever! The Doctor can't resist stopping to watch the baby TARDIS for a moment, though, because...b'aww, baby TARDIS. Also, hello emo, nostalgia, and general brooding. So have a Doctor sort of avoiding you, Omega, and watching from a safe distance. :|b]

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

[glances up from the coral]

And why should I not be? They are, after all, just as much my creations as Rassilon's.

[look, a mention of the other Founder(s)! someone's feeling a bit nostalgic today, it seems]

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

[to his credit, Omega is actually trying to tone down his anger at the moment (he doesn't want to upset the young TARDIS, after all), so when he notices the Doctor hovering in the background, his tone is merely one of irritation.]

Doctor.

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[Damn. Caught.] Er. Hello, Omega. Just passing through, don't mind me.

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

[glares at him, setting the coral down for a moment.]

What did you do, Doctor? [his words are unnervingly even.]

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[aheh, takes a step back] Depends on what you mean, I've done lots of things.

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

Gallifrey.

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[guilty Doctor looks horribly, horribly guilty] ...What did the Master tell you?

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

That it was destroyed, and that you were the one who destroyed it.

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[have a long, silent pause, Omega] I had no choice.

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

[dangerously] Explain.

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[give him a moment while he tries to figure out how to do that. he eventually decides that bluntness is really the only way to go :/] There was a Time War. Destroying Gallifrey was the only way to end it - to wipe out the Daleks. But the Time Lords burned with them.

[notsomechild.livejournal.com]

[This does not go unnoticed. Clef is staring from a safe distance.]

My, what could that be?

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

[Brigitta shall just be over here, staring] ...Well, that's interesting [she really doesn't sound interested, for she is dumb]

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{...:|...}

What is that? {She has an idea because of the sound, but :|...}

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

[oh, look, it's the Vampire. :|]

It's a TARDIS. [a pause] Or it will be, eventually.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

... Ne, why would you want it?

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

[awwww, baby TARDIS! guess who's stopping by to see?]

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

[barely glances up]

It is an infant time ship. A TARDIS.

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

[scowls. he heard that, Diva.] To have the freedom of travelling Time and space again.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{Hmphs}

Hopefully it'll be better behaved than the other one.

[notsomechild.livejournal.com]

... Incredible.

Is it... alive? [He's not sure what he's sensing.]

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

[looks up and frowns, setting the baby!TARDIS down gently. you feel vaguely familiar, TARDIS -- at least, to the Doctor part of Omega's mind.]

Hello.

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

Indeed? Do you even know what this is?