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]

Who are Rose and Jack?

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Rose and Jack used to travel with me. About the same time, too. They're both good people. You can count on them.

[lotsofrunning.livejournal.com]

All right. Anyone else I should know about, while we're at it?

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Uhm, right, let's see. There's the Masters, uhm, one of them hangs around me a lot. Younger looking, not a lot of hair. And he happens to look a bit like Sam Tyler, who is a very nice bloke you can trust. The other Master has fangs and a beard, by the way. Rose is blonde, Jack's...immortal. Uhm, there's Romana and you...look a bit like her, actually. She's been busy, I think. I hope. ...Anyway, there's Gene, Sam's friend. He's crude, don't listen to him. But you can still trust him, more or less. My Ninth is around here and my Fifth, too. You'll like them. They're me after all. The TARDIS takes on a few forms but she'll make herself known. There is a Donna around here and a Brigadier. Really, most of the people are actually quite nice.

[lotsofrunning.livejournal.com]

So! Just so I've got this straight. The Masters are bad, Sam Tyler, Rose, Jack, and Romana are all good, and Gene is all right.

What do you mean by your Ninth and Fifth?

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Yep! That's the gist of it!

Oh, right! Regenerations. Right, well, it's a thing Time Lords can do near death. We change every cell in our bodies, renewing them but it changes everything. Nifty way to cheat death. I'm stay 'the Doctor' but I'm always a little bit different each time. I'm on my Tenth. My Fifth was a blond in a cricket outfit. He wears black now. My Ninth wears leather and has great big old ears.

[lotsofrunning.livejournal.com]

Does that make them my dad, as well?

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[laughs a little] Didn't quite think of that but I suppose so, yeah. They're me. They're a bit different and all but they're me.

[lotsofrunning.livejournal.com]

It's a bit weird, when you think about it. That means I've got what, three dads? A no mum.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Well, yeah, I suppose that is a bit odd. I'm sure you'll find someone to, erm, talk...girl things with.

[lotsofrunning.livejournal.com]

Well, I've already seen Donna. Maybe she will.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Right then! Donna can take care of that.

[lotsofrunning.livejournal.com]

You might have to tell her that, though.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Oh, right, I'll give her a heads-up on that.

[lotsofrunning.livejournal.com]

Does that make Donna like my mother, then?

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

I...dunno. Well, she did name you. But people name things all the time. Uhm, right, might want to...ask her that, too.

[lotsofrunning.livejournal.com]

Me or you?

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Uhm, better let me.

[lotsofrunning.livejournal.com]

Any reason why?

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Sometimes the whole 'mother' thing makes women a bit...weird. And Donna's already Donna, so who knows what might happen.

[lotsofrunning.livejournal.com]

Why would it make women a bit weird?

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Hormones? Maternal instinct? Mothers never seem to like me much. Or sometimes they like me a bit more than I would like.

[lotsofrunning.livejournal.com]

So you're saying that if Donna is my mother, she won't like you anymore?

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

I hope not! I don't think she would. Erm, hate me anyway. Just being careful.

[lotsofrunning.livejournal.com]

Oh, good. I don't want her to start hating you because of me.