001--Jenny, I've got your number

[lotsofrunning.livejournal.com]

Right, well, this is strange. Not the strangest thing I've ever seen, but still pretty strange. Still, though, when in Rome, right?
Except there are no Romans to when in Rome with. Makes it sort of hard to follow that one.

Anyway! What is this? It looks like sort of...nothing, except...is that a beach? A beach. In the middle of empty space.

Still. Not the weirdest thing I've seen. Hacking around the rainforest as long I've been doing, and not too much surprises you anymore. I'm not sleeping in trees anymore, though, that's for sure. I think that bat thing was after my blood. Looked like it, anyway.

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[lotsofrunning.livejournal.com]

I was born from a machine that took a tissue sample from my father. Fully grown, and full of combat, tactics, and military history so I could fight in the war against the Hath.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

[well, that explains everything] I see. [pause] And your father might be...?

[lotsofrunning.livejournal.com]

The Doctor. Do you know him?

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

[stunned moment of silence] I do. What ... did he look like?

[lotsofrunning.livejournal.com]

Tall, bit skinny, wore a pinstriped suit, messy hair. Brown eyes, I think.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

His tenth, then. [eyes her over] Are you certain you're from the Doctor? You don't look anything like him. Romana, perhaps, but not him. And he certainly hasn't mentioned you to me. [aaaand she pokes you, Jenny]

[lotsofrunning.livejournal.com]

[Blinks at the poking] I'm sure. He was there, and Donna said something about having two hearts, like him.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

[you've just made her poke more, and she's touching your chest to hear and feel for herself] So you do. He is ... honestly your father? He is not alone anymore?

[lotsofrunning.livejournal.com]

Well, he was traveling with Donna and Martha.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

That is not what I meant, child. [pause] Do you know what you are?

[lotsofrunning.livejournal.com]

No, not really, other than, well, a person.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

[nods] You are Gallifreyan, girl. A Time Lady. And that makes you one more of his kind, when he thought he was the last.

[lotsofrunning.livejournal.com]

I sort of remember him mentioning something like that, but not that I was one of his kind.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

If he is your father, it is only logical you then be his species. [smiles] This is brilliant, then. You will do him such good.

[lotsofrunning.livejournal.com]

It is, you're right. [Oh, smiley Jenny] Good? You think so?

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

I do. This Tenth regeneration of his ... he is lonely, child. So very lonely. Perhaps you can heal the hole in his hearts.

[lotsofrunning.livejournal.com]

You think I could do that?

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

If you cannot, I fear for him.

[lotsofrunning.livejournal.com]

Is he that bad, that you should be worried?

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

[frowns] Sometimes, I am uncertain if he wants to continue living, no matter what he says. No matter the fact he has that wretched Master with him.

[lotsofrunning.livejournal.com]

Who's the Master?

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

A wretched monster you best stay away from. You should have naught to do with him.

[lotsofrunning.livejournal.com]

All right. I'll take your word for it. And I'll be careful.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

Good. It's about time someone listened to me around here. The Doctor most certainly doesn't.

[lotsofrunning.livejournal.com]

He doesn't?