realityshifted

[today, Oliver arrives on the Plane with a bed in tow. not just any bed, but what appears to be a standard-issue hospital bed from the 27th century. he is also wearing a hospital gown, and he has an oxygen tube hooked to his nose and an IV in his arm, although the appartuses the devices were attached to don't seem to have made it to the Plane with him. hopefully he didn't actually need those. interestingly enough, there is no sign of injury on Oliver himself, except for perhaps the IV in his arm. but in addition to all this, Oliver looks terribly startled to have arrived on the Plane]

What the--what is this!? [looks around him in confusion, then gives the IV a suspicious look] I thought I wasn't on anything strong! Why the hell... This was a dream! [turns upward, apparently addressing the stars themselves] A dream, you hear?

I know I was wishing to be anywhere but hospital, but blimey, that didn't mean I wanted to start hallucinating! [sighs] I wonder how long this is gonna last... [props himself up a bit, pulling the tube out of his nose as he turns to take a look around him]

[ooc: This is NOT an experiment. Oliver is suffering from some nasty side effects of chemical exposure during an incident on Gondovan. He currently has amnesia stretching through the last several years of his life. His memory will slowly return, but for now he doesn't remember the Plane or anyone on it, nor how his empathy ability works. he also doesn't remember the details of his life on Gondovan or even the end of his travels with the Doctor. So, enjoy the confused Brummie!]

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I have never asked you ... how did you meet the Doctor?

[is surprised by the question, but then he grins] Now that I remember! Basically, I bought a cheap laptop off a bloke from York. As it turns out, he wasn't from the York I was expecting, and the laptop was all wired up to punch a hole into another dimension. But it gave me access to the Galactinet as a side effect--that's like, the internet of the whole universe. Anyway, the Doctor picked up on that signal and tracked it, which led him right to me!

Was he angry?

[From personal experience, she knew that he didn't always welcome companions on to the TARDIS.]

[smiles faintly at the memory] Does pushing me out of the way so he could get to the laptop count?

I mean, sure, he shouted, but that's all bluster, you know? And I helped him catch the bloke who'd set it all up. So...I don't know. He didn't answer right away when I asked about him, but then he was all grinning teeth, and it just...went from there.

That is the Doctor I met. He gets lonely, but he will never admit it. He needs people to help. To talk to him.

Yeah...you're right about that. I mean, he wouldn't've let me come along with him otherwise.

And I'm sure he'd get bored if he didn't have anyone to listen to his brilliant speeches--or tell him how amazing his ideas are!

He would still make the speeches.

[She paused.]

He did not let me come with him. I did not give him much of a choice.

[Something about her expression makes it clear that she doesn't regret it.]

Oh yeah, 'course! He just wouldn't enjoy it as much.

[laughs] What did you do?

I pressed buttons in the TARDIS until we left the Sevateem behind.

[okay, now he's REALLY laughing] Leela? That is fantastic!

[She certainly thinks so, even if the Doctor didn't at the time.]

So much happened that, in the end, he could not take me home.

[that stopped the laughter cold] I...I'm sorry.

I did not mean ... you do not have to be sorry, Oliver. I am not.

[surprised] Really?

Really.

[curiously] Where did he leave you, if he didn't take you home?

On Gallifrey, with Andred.

He was my husband.

[his eyes light up, just for a moment] Your husband! Ohh, Leela--[but he cuts himself off, realising what she said]--ah. I...um...I'm glad you were able to be with him. I mean... [trails off, not really sure what to say]

[The smile she gave him in return was a little sad, but it was also resigned.] It is all right.

I miss him, but I would not change the times we had together.

Except, perhaps, the ending.

[he wants to ask, but he doesn't want to pry, so he pauses for a moment, really not sure what to say now] I'm...sure he was really glad for those times, too.

I think so.

[Her expression is distant for a moment, but she brushes it aside.]

But it does not matter now. You are the one without your memories. Tell me what you do know.

[luckily for Oliver, her unfocused expression prevents eye contact, so he doesn't have to feel how her memories of Andred affect her. he still wishes he could do something, but...he knows there are some wounds that can't be healed]

Oh. Uh...well, I think I told you most of what I know. I'm on this sort of futuristic desert planet, Gond...something. Gondolla? Maybe that was the name of the city. Anyway, I was working with this bloke named...um...Mick...Mickey? Mick-something-foreign. And someone attacked us. They used this chemical on me--citroloform. It's just supposed to knock you out, but I woke up in hospital with my memory all messed up. But like I said, he got kidnapped, so I was lucky.

That doesn't mean that you're safe.

[He hadn't been kidnapped, no, but the hospital was also a dangerous unknown.]

You must stay here until your memory returns.

[surprised] If you think so? I guess I could... But what about the bloke who got kidnapped? I mean, I can't just leave him!

Time is strange here. When you return to your hospital, it will be just as you left it. No time will have passed.

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