She had already pieced out that the child was River, Amy's daughter, what a mess.
But how does one turn a human into a TimeLord? Or... as close to it to have regeneration and a TARDIS link and time travel and--
Honestly the whole thing made Rose more than a bit queasy.
Should she be glad she missed it?
Or was it because she wasn't there it happened in ways it never would have if she was?
All of it made her feel sick to her stomach, and she wasn't sure it wasn't the three whiskeys, but she wasn't sure it was either.
"The Doctor is the Doctor," Rose muttered numbly.
Was that true?
Was it though?
She'd always felt so, even if she'd forced his regeneration to prove it to her, not trusting the reckless madman who'd replaced her favorite person in the universe to be, the same, even where it mattered most.
But he'd changed. During his times with Martha and Donna. He said Rose made him better, but she hadn't done a god damn thing except keep him from drowning, same as Donna and Martha. And he treated his other self like an accident. Maybe that was really what he learned from in telling Amy about the Gangers. He'd made the mistake of othering himself once before instead of working together.
Rose spluttered, "He flirts over guns?"
She shook her head trying to jolt it and her eyes just widened, "No, hang on, he flirts?!"
She wasn't sure if she was jealous about that. She chewed her lip raw. "THE DOCTOR?!" She didn't even realize how loud she'd yelled it until she clapped both hands over her mouth, looking scandalized. She dropped to a whisper instead. "If you hadn't said he replaced her bullets and then the gun with the banana I wouldn't believe you at all." She shook her head some more, still very quiet nearly whispering. "He really did threaten to push Jack out the airlock if he couldn't stay hands off the guns. 'm pretty sure he got shot in a past life. And Jack...." Rose shook her head. "Everyone flirts with Jack. Hell, even I swooned when I first met him!" Rose held a finger up and sipped some tea. "Only partly because of him," she held her fingers an inch apart. "Jack must'a flirted with him every chance they got. Most I ever saw back was... 'im, the Doctor, just being clever about how he rebuffed him. That was it."
She shook her head thinking harder. The Doctor... flrting. It was like trying to imagine a really sexy Gandalf flirting. Sure, everyone would want him to but...
No wait. There was the time with Reinette. But wasn't that more... Madame du Pompadour flirting with the Doctor???
Rose rubbed her temples and eyebrows. This was on par for the worst day of her life, but with all the good things it was just winding up somewhere in the bar-none-the-longest even that time she condensed a year, 3 dates and trips, and...
Rose snapped her fingers. "I've got it. Cheem. He flirted with a tree woman once. I mean... I thought that was just accidental though. He breathed on her, because we were at this big fancy ceremony and there was an exchanging of gifts so he was giving out... air from his lungs." Just so much much lineface. Rose wonders sometimes why she stuck by him after that. Well, because he was all alone, of course. Same reason she'd even gone with him in the first place. "Anyway she was all," Rose raised her voice to a falsetto and fanned herself with a hand. "'Oooh, how intimate!'" and dropping to a baritone that Amy would probably not even know was supposed to represent the Doctor, not to mention the Northern accent, "'There's more where that came from!'"
Rose rolled her eyes and then frowned. "She asked if I was his concubine," brows constricted, "Or prostitute." She snorted and facepalmed. "And then they ran off to pollinate or whatever. But I think it was just inspecting the things going wrong. Cassandra, this big ol' flap o' skin considered herself the last 'pureblood' human or some rot, she was setting up her stock competitors for compensation money," an eyeroll, but then a soft frown, "After that I think something happened to the tree woman because I didn't see her again and he was really livid."
She rubbed her eyebrows and forehead with the back of her hand. "Most girls he meets except me and Sarah Jane seem to die. And Sarah Jane he ditched and..."
Ugh.
It was like the entire mountain of feelings and depression she'd been fighting off since the first time at Bad Wolf Bay, when he said goodbye, when he said she could never see him again, all returned in a flood. She'd spent years picking herself up and doing what she wanted, what needed to be done anyway in spite of all that and for what?
Just to get stranded again.
She took a deep breath refusing to cry, just listening to Amy.
Her stomach twinged over how sad he was.
She needed to see him.
She couldn't bear to see him.
He'd stranded her twice!!!!!
"He promised never to leave me like Sarah Jane. I promised him forever," she mumbled numbly and sipped her drink. "I'd rather have died than leave his side."
She slumped head into her arms again and looked to the side.
"Nuh-uh," she mumbled and slightly shook her head as much as the arms would allow. "He can't travel parallel universes. They're sealed off, even from him. Part of the other TimeLords being dead and gone." There was a sad smile that just faded into a frown. Wow. She hadn't even realized it until that second, but she'd been hoping with a TimeLord wife and kids then there was a chance she could see him again...
She barely refrained from crying.
It was so stupid. But she'd worked so hard! And for what? Okay sure, saving the multi-verse was its own reward and whatever, but still.
"Every time he's sent me off... he's been planning to die." She ran the back of her her fist across her face, feeling vaguely sniffly in spite of not crying. "Even TimeLords can die and not come back. That's how the Time War ended, yeah?" She blew her cheeks out in a huff and drank her tea. "Seen him drowned, shot, dragged apart all drawn and quartered, --" She cut off and shook her head, realizing belatedly that revealing the ways to kill a TimeLord wasn't something she wanted to do even to Amy whom she trusted completely. There were still mind readers. "I had too much to drink," she admitted reluctantly. "Forget I said that, so no one can try to get it from you. I had Torchwood and TARDIS training for --" she tapped fingers to her temples. "Mental blocks. Pretty much pity anyone tryin' ta get in my head. Hamster dance on endless loop."
She grinned at the pun, Rose loves puns. Because Rose is terrible, and that's okay. "Mmm, I don't think the one with the tie would get along with nearly any of his other versions..." she shook her head fuzzily. "That's not something we actually gotta worry about is it? Two Doctors, not just my Meta-Crisis one I mean?" What kind of universe or place or dimension, was this?
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She had already pieced out that the child was River, Amy's daughter, what a mess.
But how does one turn a human into a TimeLord? Or... as close to it to have regeneration and a TARDIS link and time travel and--
Honestly the whole thing made Rose more than a bit queasy.
Should she be glad she missed it?
Or was it because she wasn't there it happened in ways it never would have if she was?
All of it made her feel sick to her stomach, and she wasn't sure it wasn't the three whiskeys, but she wasn't sure it was either.
"The Doctor is the Doctor," Rose muttered numbly.
Was that true?
Was it though?
She'd always felt so, even if she'd forced his regeneration to prove it to her, not trusting the reckless madman who'd replaced her favorite person in the universe to be, the same, even where it mattered most.
But he'd changed. During his times with Martha and Donna. He said Rose made him better, but she hadn't done a god damn thing except keep him from drowning, same as Donna and Martha. And he treated his other self like an accident. Maybe that was really what he learned from in telling Amy about the Gangers. He'd made the mistake of othering himself once before instead of working together.
Rose spluttered, "He flirts over guns?"
She shook her head trying to jolt it and her eyes just widened, "No, hang on, he flirts?!"
She wasn't sure if she was jealous about that. She chewed her lip raw. "THE DOCTOR?!" She didn't even realize how loud she'd yelled it until she clapped both hands over her mouth, looking scandalized. She dropped to a whisper instead. "If you hadn't said he replaced her bullets and then the gun with the banana I wouldn't believe you at all." She shook her head some more, still very quiet nearly whispering. "He really did threaten to push Jack out the airlock if he couldn't stay hands off the guns. 'm pretty sure he got shot in a past life. And Jack...." Rose shook her head. "Everyone flirts with Jack. Hell, even I swooned when I first met him!" Rose held a finger up and sipped some tea. "Only partly because of him," she held her fingers an inch apart. "Jack must'a flirted with him every chance they got. Most I ever saw back was... 'im, the Doctor, just being clever about how he rebuffed him. That was it."
She shook her head thinking harder. The Doctor... flrting. It was like trying to imagine a really sexy Gandalf flirting. Sure, everyone would want him to but...
No wait. There was the time with Reinette. But wasn't that more... Madame du Pompadour flirting with the Doctor???
Rose rubbed her temples and eyebrows. This was on par for the worst day of her life, but with all the good things it was just winding up somewhere in the bar-none-the-longest even that time she condensed a year, 3 dates and trips, and...
Rose snapped her fingers. "I've got it. Cheem. He flirted with a tree woman once. I mean... I thought that was just accidental though. He breathed on her, because we were at this big fancy ceremony and there was an exchanging of gifts so he was giving out... air from his lungs." Just so much much lineface. Rose wonders sometimes why she stuck by him after that. Well, because he was all alone, of course. Same reason she'd even gone with him in the first place. "Anyway she was all," Rose raised her voice to a falsetto and fanned herself with a hand. "'Oooh, how intimate!'" and dropping to a baritone that Amy would probably not even know was supposed to represent the Doctor, not to mention the Northern accent, "'There's more where that came from!'"
Rose rolled her eyes and then frowned. "She asked if I was his concubine," brows constricted, "Or prostitute." She snorted and facepalmed. "And then they ran off to pollinate or whatever. But I think it was just inspecting the things going wrong. Cassandra, this big ol' flap o' skin considered herself the last 'pureblood' human or some rot, she was setting up her stock competitors for compensation money," an eyeroll, but then a soft frown, "After that I think something happened to the tree woman because I didn't see her again and he was really livid."
She rubbed her eyebrows and forehead with the back of her hand. "Most girls he meets except me and Sarah Jane seem to die. And Sarah Jane he ditched and..."
Ugh.
It was like the entire mountain of feelings and depression she'd been fighting off since the first time at Bad Wolf Bay, when he said goodbye, when he said she could never see him again, all returned in a flood. She'd spent years picking herself up and doing what she wanted, what needed to be done anyway in spite of all that and for what?
Just to get stranded again.
She took a deep breath refusing to cry, just listening to Amy.
Her stomach twinged over how sad he was.
She needed to see him.
She couldn't bear to see him.
He'd stranded her twice!!!!!
"He promised never to leave me like Sarah Jane. I promised him forever," she mumbled numbly and sipped her drink. "I'd rather have died than leave his side."
She slumped head into her arms again and looked to the side.
"Nuh-uh," she mumbled and slightly shook her head as much as the arms would allow. "He can't travel parallel universes. They're sealed off, even from him. Part of the other TimeLords being dead and gone." There was a sad smile that just faded into a frown. Wow. She hadn't even realized it until that second, but she'd been hoping with a TimeLord wife and kids then there was a chance she could see him again...
She barely refrained from crying.
It was so stupid. But she'd worked so hard! And for what? Okay sure, saving the multi-verse was its own reward and whatever, but still.
"Every time he's sent me off... he's been planning to die." She ran the back of her her fist across her face, feeling vaguely sniffly in spite of not crying. "Even TimeLords can die and not come back. That's how the Time War ended, yeah?" She blew her cheeks out in a huff and drank her tea. "Seen him drowned, shot, dragged apart all drawn and quartered, --" She cut off and shook her head, realizing belatedly that revealing the ways to kill a TimeLord wasn't something she wanted to do even to Amy whom she trusted completely. There were still mind readers. "I had too much to drink," she admitted reluctantly. "Forget I said that, so no one can try to get it from you. I had Torchwood and TARDIS training for --" she tapped fingers to her temples. "Mental blocks. Pretty much pity anyone tryin' ta get in my head. Hamster dance on endless loop."
She grinned at the pun, Rose loves puns. Because Rose is terrible, and that's okay. "Mmm, I don't think the one with the tie would get along with nearly any of his other versions..." she shook her head fuzzily. "That's not something we actually gotta worry about is it? Two Doctors, not just my Meta-Crisis one I mean?" What kind of universe or place or dimension, was this?