007 [Everything Changes]

[anoblesavage.livejournal.com]

I am so tired.

[Leela was resting on the star studded ground as she spoke, frowning slightly as she turned her knife - familiar and comforting and a remnant of a life she'd lost a long time ago - over in her hands.]

I am tired of this planet, where the very world moves around us and our thoughts cannot be fixed in one place. I am tired of being told that there is nothing we can do but wait. I may be blind, but even I can see that we must return to Gallifrey! We have friends there that need our help.

[Her fairy tale was over, but it seemed as if her own world had changed a great deal in the time she had been gone. Gallifrey was not on the edge of falling, it had - between the civil war and the Dogma virus and Arkadian's unstable temporal weapons - fallen. Only Leela and her four closest allies - her three closest allies and Narvin, anyway - had escaped. Braxiatel had saved them, transporting them to a planetoid that was unlike any Leela had visited in the past. The place left her feeling uneasy as well as tired.]

Romana believes this planet to be out ... out of 'sync' with the rest of the universe. I am not wise enough to understand such things. I spend my days, if there are days in this place, guarding the biodata archive from foes that are many miles away. I would serve her - and Gallifrey - better with a weapon in my hand!

OOC: At long last, a canon update! Leela is now at the beginning of Gallifrey: Reborn, shortly before visiting her first parallel Gallifrey.

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[collector]

Leela. [He pauses for a moment. He isn't sure, but he must ask.] The Axis, I take it.

[anoblesavage.livejournal.com]

Is that what this place is called? Romana has not given it a name yet.

[collector]

Ah, well. [He clears his throat.] That may be because I haven't yet told her.

[anoblesavage.livejournal.com]

That does not mean that she does not know.

[collector]

I assure you, she does not. Though she'll find me out soon enough. You're all safe, though. And a little more caught up, it would seem. Have you spoken to Narvin about the Plane of late? I haven't seen him about, I almost have to wonder if he's from a universe where the Civil War got him.

[anoblesavage.livejournal.com]

Why is it such a great secret?

Narvin? No, there has not been time. And I have not seen him here, only on this ... this axis.

[collector]

I'll let Romana explain. But I see. Hm... Perhaps I'll have a word with the new owner of the shop about that. I confess that I'm a little curious.

[anoblesavage.livejournal.com]

If anyone can get an answer, it will be you, Braxiatel. Who is the new owner?

[collector]

Your faith inspires. It's a gentleman by the name of Grey. He's there all hours, and usually writing in a notebook.

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

[Isaac announces his presence by way of heavy footfalls, and the clanking of his weapon as he sits next to her]

I think I know how you feel.

[anoblesavage.livejournal.com]

I am sorry that you do.

[She turned in the direction of her unseen friend.]

What has happened?

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

I cold ask you the same thing.

[anoblesavage.livejournal.com]

But I could not answer. All I know is that we cannot return to Gallifrey.

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

Can't get home, huh?

[anoblesavage.livejournal.com]

I am not sure we have a home any more.

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

[Isaac rests his hand on the one holding the knife] Leela, I'm sorry.

[anoblesavage.livejournal.com]

[She relaxed her grip on the knife to squeeze his hand, offering him a smile.]

I will make my home wherever my friends are.

[dragonnerd.livejournal.com]

[Somehow it's so rare for Hiccup to see Leela like this. But he doesn't hesitate to go closer and sit down next to her.]

Leela? Something happened? ...They won't let you fight? [Somehow Hiccup could tell how that feeling was.]

[anoblesavage.livejournal.com]

There is no one to fight. We are trapped far from Gallifrey. Until we find a way to return, we are ... helpless.

[She growled the last word, an idea that was anathema to her.]

[dragonnerd.livejournal.com]

Oh... What happened? Is there anything I can help, uuuh you know, um, bringing er, food or... something, anything...? Or I just... leave you alone...

[anoblesavage.livejournal.com]

There is a virus ... a sickness ... on Gallifrey. Before we find a way to return, we must find a way to save the Time Lords.

I am glad of your company, Hiccup. You do not have to leave unless you wish to.

[dragonnerd.livejournal.com]

The Time lords? [Frowns.] That is the tribe living there? But, oh yes sickness, uuh... Well, sickness is something that weapons are useless against. [Blushes a bit happily though.] I'm glad to hear that Leela, i-it's just you know, I-I might help, or try to help, or something... But I'm not really good in sicknesses, but- but I can ask my grandfather, he... Apparently he knows a lot of things.

[anoblesavage.livejournal.com]

[Leela knew that the Time Lords would not be pleased to hear themselves referred to them as a 'tribe'. It made the savage smile, however.]

Yes. They are a proud and stubborn, but I have friends among them.

He is a medicine man, your grandfather?

[dragonnerd.livejournal.com]

They prefer to solve everything with violence too? I-I would say that they deserve that sickness then, but if you have friends amongst them... [Rubs the back of his head.] Ah, uuuh, nnnno, not exactly. He is... um, well... someone who... knows a lot. But talks all strange sometimes.

[anoblesavage.livejournal.com]

[Leela laughed at that idea.] No. They prefer to talk and talk for hours, achieving nothing.

A wise man, then. Like my friend the Doctor.