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[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

[Somewhere on the Plane, a TARDIS is faintly singing: it's a pleasant, lilting song that borders on telepathic and is unmistakably alien. The machine herself is located on the Plane's 'floor', next to the Markarian Chain of galaxies. Despite her unusually rapid growth for a TTC, she is in a state that can kindly be described as "not quite finished".

The exterior dimensions and the interior architecture have not been formed yet, leaving the raised, hexagonal dais the most prominent feature -- and the most important, as the TARDIS's heart is located within it. Spread around the silvery column are the circuits and parts that still need to be integrated into the main console, enabling both flight and time travel.

Omega is currently ducked under the console, sorting out the wiring with deft (and surprisingly gentle) hands. He's forgone the usual Gallifreyan robes for a much more practical coverall, and seems rather calm, if intent on his work. He is an engineer, after all, and he has missed his work. And the sooner his TARDIS is time travel capable, the sooner he can leave that old fool Ertikus behind.]

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[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

None that would have results this dramatic. [a pause, as he considers] Although...

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

[leans in closer] Although...?

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

[frowning] Perhaps it is the influence of the Plane itself, or the individuals who operate it. They are, after all, responsible for the so-called 'experiments' that take place here.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

[he joins Omega in frowning] That may be, but...things here aren't always pleasant. What if something bad happened and you don't know yet?

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

She would have told me. No, I believe I know what caused this. Some months ago, there we stars on the Plane.

[totally not going to admit that he wished her into growing quickly :|]

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

[he almost points out that perhaps the Plane isn't allowing her to tell him, but he knows better than to question the co-founder in such a fashion. besides, the mention of the stars derails his train of thought easily enough]

I--I remember them, yes. Quite peculiar, if I do say so myself. [but there's a guilty tone to his words. he too made a TARDIS-related wish...]

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

[notes Straxus's tone, glancing at him]

What do you recall of them?

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

[thinks about that for a moment before he speaks] They were like miniature suns without the heat. I almost thought I'd burn my hand, but...I felt something come over me. It was so ridiculous and childish, I couldn't even believe I had even contemplated it...

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

[Omega can hardly be disapproving, considering he did the same thing himself]

What did you wish for, Straxus?

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

[quietly, almost...embarrassed, though he'll never admit it] A TARDIS, Lord Omega.

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

A worthy wish. And not entirely unlike my own.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

[he smiles slightly, catching his meaning] It was, surely. But I haven't returned to Gallifrey to get my TARDIS. I can't hear her here, but off the Plane...she sounds lonely.

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

She likely is. Why haven't you returned?

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

[shifts a bit] I haven't had time to go back. [he also might be a bit scared to, even with Brax's stellar legal advice in his proverbial pocket]

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

Indeed?

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

[it's mostly true] Yes. Life with the Doctor is, for the lack of a better term, busy. [as well as hectic, exhausting, and at times, even trying on his nerves/patience.]

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

I was unaware that you were travelling with him. [his tone is not disapproving, however]

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

Well, I was travelling with him because of the tarot cards we'd received all that time ago. The zero room in his TARDIS helped some of those tendencies I felt...

But I'm with a later incarnation, not the version of the Doctor with a penchant for leather.