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001: ...Another Opens

[The Doctor is working on some gadget for the TARDIS with his sonic as he steps onto the Plane. He walks a few steps, not noticing where he is and then freezes. He taps his foot on the ground. It's changed.]

That's not right.

[He looks up and looks around. A small smile appearing. He pockets the items he was working on and takes in the sight before him.]

All realities, all of time at the same instant. I mean, I see it like that all the time in m'ead. But this? This is fantastic!

[But that's all just an act. Seeing this place reminds him of the one place that isn't here. And that pain still burns raw within him. He sees a bar and enters. He only takes a glass of water, but is pleased to notice the Hyper-vodka is well stocked.

He looks around the room to see who's around.]

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[He scowls.]

Let m'guess. Pinstripes?

[It was the only version of him he's heard mentioned so far.]

Y'know I don't work well with meself.

Well...aye. Unless that lassie version of ye's come back again. [Although, he hasn't seen her around lately, come to think about it.]

And ye don't think I've not noticed that, Doctor? Ye wanted to know about the missing people, though, and that other version of ye does know that. I suppose ye could always talk to...och, what was her name? Patricia, I think ye said. Er, the pinstripe-y one of ye.

[He grimaces.]

He's from my future; he'll want to avoid me...

[The Doctor is afraid about what his future self will think of this him - what he's done... He has no forgiveness for himself. There's a faint shift from the grimace at the mention of Patricia.]

The Detective Inspector. We met.

Look, he didn't do so last time. Why would he do that now?

[Granted, he doesn't know how thrilled Ten would be to see Nine again, but he knows they've worked together before. So he doesn't think there'd be active avoiding.]

But if ye don't want to talk to him, ye can always talk to her. She knows about what's going on there as well.

[The Doctor shrugs. He hates himself and expects all future versions of himself to hate him.]

I'm not from the same point in time as before....

Aye, maybe so. But he is.

[Therefore, Jamie doesn't see that there's a problem. However, it's up to the Doctor to make the choice if he wants to go talk to himself or not, so he decides to leave things there for now.

Look, if ye don't want to talk to him, then don't. All I'm saying is that they know more than I do. Now, if ye wanted someone to show ye around a bit instead...

[That he can do.]

[There's a faint smile.]

Yeah. I think I'd like the tour.

[Normally, he'd figure things out on his own, but a part of him doesn't want to be alone just now.]

Come on, then. [There's a lot of places to see here - the kitchen, the coliseum, the ballroom. But the one Jamie thinks might be the one the Doctor might find them most intriguing is the one he heads towards first, although he does take the time to point out the other places on the way. Finally, though, he takes them to where the black hole is...or, well, as close as they can get, anyway, given that warping of gravity in the area around it.]

Here. Ye might be interested in this one.

[First there's an expression of shock, then wonder.]

Fantastic! Is it stable?

[He might be just a hint giddy.]

Aye, I think so, for the moment. It's grown a wee bit since I've gotten here, though. Before ye could stand right next to it and throw things in if ye liked.

[Not that Jamie would ever do that ever...okay, so maybe he completely did.]

Now, though, ye can't get near the thing.

[Nine just stares up at it for a long time.]

Any reason why it's gettin' bigger?

[Because maybe it's not all that stable. And all these realities coming together is never stable.]

It's something to do with things that happened on the plane, I think. After the deathmatches...

[He frowns, shaking his head.] It grew then, but it's not grown since that I've noticed.

[The Doctor's expression looks concerned.]

Deathmatches? What were those and what about them affected the hole?

Barbaric, that's what they were. [It's said with a scowl. Even now, he doesn't care for the thought of them.]

Not long after I first came here, one of the groups in charge at the time decided to pit us against each other, to fight until one of us was killed. That's when the hole got bigger.

[The Doctor pulls out his sonic and scans the hole. He might be too far away, but it doesn't hurt to try.]

Pitted you against each other... when you fought were any two people from the same reality? Or were you always fighting people from different realities?

I...I'd not actually been in any of the fighting. Not until the end, when a group of us got together to stop everything.

[He frowns, thinking.] Ye know, though, I don't think anyone was from the same reality. [Well, maybe Brax and Narvin...] No, wait. There might have been one or two matches that were, but most of the time it just seemed to be luck of the draw.

(OOC: I'm afraid I'm not entirely sure what the sonic would pick up apart from the gravity field and maybe the invisible metal block that's in it?)

{{OOC: it's enough XD}}

[The Doctor looks at the readout. He wasn't expecting much. But what he found was... a bit surprising.]

Well, that's less than helpful. But this... Well, there's something in it or near it. Metal by the looks. Know anything 'bout that?

Hey? [Given the baffled look on Jamie's face, he might not - although he does flick a glance over towards the metal pillar which is outside the field. But it wasn't where the Doctor was pointing the sonic screwdriver, so he's fairly sure that wasn't what the Time Lord meant by 'metal'. He peers into the distorted area.]

I don't see anything in there. Are ye sure your sonic screwdriver's not being affected by whatever's making it impossible to get close, Doctor?

[He frowns shakes his sonic and looks at Jamie.]

Actually... no.

[He can't be sure. He hates that.]

Aye, well, there ye go. Although...I suppose there could be something in there that's just not visible, come to think about it. It'd not be the first time that's happened. [He grimaces for a moment, remembering that particular time.]

One of the others around here might know. Mu, maybe. [Or the other him, but he's not going to go and suggest that a second time.]

What happened before?

[Because the Doctor can see Jamie is worried. After giving him a chance to answer...]

Who's Mu?

There were beasties here. Not by the hole, but all over the plane. One of them was invisible. Luckily it wasn't able to leave the water it was in, but it was still bad enough if ye happened to try and pass through. [Three guesses as to why he knows that one, Doctor.]

As for Mu? Well, he's been here longer than just about anyone else at this point, so he'd be good to ask about what all's around this place. He's got long purple hair, so you'll be able to spot him easily enough.

[The Doctor never guesses.]

And why would you have tried to pass through, hum? Didn't you learn anything from traveling with me?

[As if the Doctor ever took precautions. While it's a reproach, there's a great fondness to the tone. He missed Jamie. Especially in those first few horrid days after the forced regeneration.]

[Jamie just gives the Doctor a look that says 'When has that ever stopped me'?, but it's not without fondness of his own. Different face or not, the Doctor is still the Doctor, after all.]

There was a friend of mine trapped on the other side, that's why. And, er, well, I'd not realised the beastie was still there when I started to go through the water.

[Excuse the Doctor as he laughs.]

So, you're sayin' you forgot about the creature. I thought I taught you better than that.

[The Doctor is laughing still, but it's obvious it's to cover up the pain that he might have failed yet another companion.]

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