06. Variables

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

[Everyone's favourite Time Lord Founder has, one again, decided to grace the Plane with his presence. Only... something is not quite right about him now. For one thing, he's not wearing the heavy robes of his station -- rather, he has a set of loose robes that look eerily similar to those that the students of the Academy wear. He also look completely baffled as to how he managed to get here at all, and is slowly turning a circle, staring at the 'sky'.]

If this is your idea of a practical joke, Rassilon, I'm not impressed. If I miss my Chronological Studies lecture, Cardinal Luvis is going to have my hide; you know he's been looking for any reason to have me expelled.

[His words are spoken in a crisp, if very archaic, Capitoline accent.]

...Rassilon? I'm sure devising a way to teleport me into someone's observatory is amusing to you, but it is growing old rather quickly.

[When no response is forthcoming, 'Omega' begins to look worried, and glances around, noting the random collection of structures on the Plane. This is definitely not an observatory.]

I don't even-- Rass?



[OOC: Experiment time! Omega has been regressed into his 130-year-old self called Peylix, fresh from receiving his failing 'omega' grade and still a few years from graduating the Academy. He's still a brilliant scientist, but is mostly known for the grade he received and his dangerous ideas, and as a result, is much less sure of himself than he eventually will be. (He also really doesn't like to be called Omega.) Have fun traumatising him! >3]

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[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[stares] ...Um. Omega?

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

[He flinches and turns to face the Doctor, frowning.]

That's not my name. Who are you?

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[cue confusion] The Doctor. Who're you?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[a long pause]

[No, give him a bit.]

[One more second.]

[Okay, now, cue---]

[Hysterical laughter!]

[Please leave a message at the sound of the tone.]

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

Peylix. [have an indelicate mental nudge, Nine] Are you Gallifreyan?

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[Nine is startled by that mental nudge, and swiftly throws up some shields. If it really is Peylix, he doesn't want him seeing what happens to Gallifrey.] I am, yes. Time Lord, actually. And I know an older version of you.

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

[oh, this is gonna be FUN.]

Check you out. You look even more out of place than usual. Lost your memory, then, huh?

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

[scowling]

Is there something amusing? Or has Rassilon roped you into this as well?

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

[he looks, well, shocked, really]

...You're not.

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[blinks] 'Course I am.

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

[confused]

...I don't even know you, and I certainly haven't lost my memory.

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

[she laughs, and actually SMILES at him! Remember this day. Historians will write of it in the annuls of history.]

You will, eventually. I'm not gonna lie to you and say we're best buds, but we've got some friends in common. What's with the duds, Omega? Better than usual, but I gotta say, your commitment to wearing dresses is a teensy bit concerning.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

[wow, colour him surprised! he doesn't know what to say. shame he isn't wearing his own traditional robes. this'll be a bit awkward.]

Oh my, I haven't seen anything like--no. No, they're not quite right, not during my time in the Academy. Where did you get those, Lord Omega?

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

[annoyed] Oh, for the last time -- my name is not Omega, no matter what those ridiculous gossips say. And these are the required uniform for Academy students. I should think that was obvious.

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

It's Peylix. And they're robes, albeit not very practical ones.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

I'm well aware what those are, even if the design is slightly different from the ones I wore. But if your name isn't "Omega", what should I call you then?

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

[worried pacing, go!] You can't be. Those were just silly titles that we dreamed up -- nobody knows about that.

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

It is? I'll try to remember that. Peylix. I like that much better-- there's character in it. Almost like there's a heart in you somewhere. There; that's what I'm going to call you from now on. You've only got yourself to blame.

Mm, dresses are never very practical, that's why the good lord gave us blue jeans. I swear, I'm never gonna understand Time Lords. Smart enough to come up with time travel, science and knowledge that would blow a hole in the brain of an ordinary person, and somehow you skipped over inventing pants.

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[chuckles fondly] You're obviously a very young Peylix. [hesitant pause] It's not just a dream. You and Rassilon become two of our Founders.

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

[snapping] Peylix.

[then he winces] Sorry. It's just very grating hearing 'Omega' day in and day out. It wasn't an amusing joke the first hundred times I heard it, and it certainly isn't one now.

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

[absently] I have two hearts. Why would I blame myself for telling you my name? I'm certainly more fond of it than 'Omega'.

...how do you know abou Time Lords?

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

[airily] You won't always be.

Oh, honestly. They're everywhere 'round here. Half the time it's like I'm an endangered species compared to all the flippin' Time Lords. You can't swing a cat without hitting one in the face, not that you'd want to swing a cat, because that's awfully cruel, but if you were to swing one, you'd probably hit a Time Lord, is what I'm telling you. Your own self included.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

Unfortunately, such names will stick with you no matter how old you become...

[his eyes widen slightly] Ohh, so this must be one of those experiments I've heard of! There's no way possible you can truly believe you're back in the Academy. Who in their right mind would willingly wish to relive those days?

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

...I am in the Academy. I still have several years before graduation, if I'm lucky. And as for an experiment... well, I'm still barred from doing any experiments for quite a while yet.

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

[perplexed] I'm Gallifreyan. The Time Lords don't even exist/i> -- it's just a silly name we came up with.