trans_9 | So We'll Meet At The End Of The Tour [Open, but see note]

Jamie's been taking the Doctors on a tour. He's tried to show them the places that he thinks they might find interesting - Engineering, Neuropathy, the City. He's even gone so far as to show them the Art Hall, which he doesn't care much for, and tends to not visit. There's one place he wants to show them more than all the rest, however, so he decides to end the tour there. Not surprisingly, that place is the Sensoriums.

Rather than go there with them immediately, he asks them to meet him there instead, as he wants to set up something that can show off what the Sensoriums can really do. As he enters, he's still trying to make up his mind, so there's a few different places that briefly flicker into being before being discarded for one reason or another.

Finally, the warm humidity of Stacy is replaced by the cool dampness of a Scottish evening. The bright light of a full moon illuminates a well-trodden path through the moors. The smell of heather is carried on a faint breeze, and one can hear small rustling sounds from the occasional nocturnal animal. Without electricity and pollution to hide them, the stars seem to almost entirely cover the night sky.

The path winds for some time, turning into a somewhat steep climb that would be treacherous if the moon wasn't out. Finally it ends on a ledge of sorts, although he's made sure to place some light colored stones on either side to mark the boundaries of the area. Looking out, one can make out the shapes of villages below - although they're mostly dark at the moment. He should probably change that, he thinks. But he'll wait for the Doctor to get here before he does so. Right now he settles down and leans back against an outcropping of rock, watching the stars.

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Feeling the weight of his past self's gaze on him, the Doctor glances back to him, and flinches a little under the weight of that regard. What is that - pity? concern? fear for his own future? All perfectly justified, possibly, but...

Whatever it is, this Doctor is fairly certain he doesn't want it. He puts on a bright grin, all cheerfulness and enthusiasm. "Oh, you've met Rose and Jenny! That's brilliant! Although... Jamie, I wouldn't believe everything Rose tells you about me. Especially if she's mocking me." Apparently, Jenny's safe to listen to. She still idolizes him, for the most part.

And... that may not have been the most subtle means of steering the conversation in a direction he's comfortable with, but he's not looking for subtle now. He's not talking about it is the message here - the other Doctor will understand, and he's fairly certain he can direct Jamie's attention elsewhere without much trouble.

The Doctor took the lesser of two evils, his mind suddenly jarring back to a rather unpleasant conversation he had while on the Observation Deck with a young Time Lady that bore him a startling resemblance. Yes, he quite wanted to forget about her. What enthusiasm he’d conjured up quickly dissipated, and his face fell, mouth forming into the obligatory ‘O’ shape before he’d even thought of what to say.

“…So she is—“ he pursed his lips and folded his arms, latent frustration bringing about a miniature tantrum, “—will be, will be—my daughter, then?”

Because if that’s the case, then they both have a lot of explaining to do.

The Doctor hunches his shoulders a little, the tone and expression of his younger self making him automatically defensive on the matter. He manages to gather that defensiveness and shift it to a bit of protectiveness on Jenny's behalf - he knows how he acted towards her when they first met, after all. No need to make her fight that battle again with a different Doctor.

"Of course she is! There was a... thing... an incident, with a progenation machine. It's fine, and she saved my life, and I'm very fond of her, so be nice. Got it?"

"Aye, I have..." starts Jamie, but he trails off as the Doctor interjects. He rapidly finds himself looking back and forth between them yet again, and privately wonders just how much he'll wind up doing so when both Doctors are together.

"She seems nice," he adds, directing that portion of the comment at Five, before looking back to Ten. "A wee bit excitable, but since she was looking for ye, I don't blame her."

Pausing for a moment, his expression turns momentarily thoughtful. "Jenny's a bonny name," he muses - and that is directed toward neither Doctor. That's Jamie simply thinking out loud.

The Doctor seemed to soften, looking into the simulated night sky thoughtfully as he mulled this information around in his head. You know, this made so much more sense now! If it was a progenation machine tuned to a different species’ genetic code, then that would certainly explain why her innate Gallifreyan senses were off (and why her own signature was so faint); similarly, she was spawned directly from his own DNA, which explained why he found her so…familiar…

Oh no.

There was an awful moment of understanding and regret that caused the Doctor to look pretty uncomfortable, arms falling down to his sides, shoulders slumping dejectedly, before Jamie broke in with a casual musing and he couldn’t help but smile, moving his hands into his pockets. “Yes…quite.”

Hopefully she’d forgive him. In the meantime, he pushed further discussion of this matter into the back of his mind and, thus, abruptly changed the subject.

“—Well, I suppose now that we’ve gotten to know our surroundings we can get some rest and start looking for the TARDIS tomorrow,” came the usual, excited ramble, rocking onto his heels, “I’ll put a message on the comms (”http://community.livejournal.com/trans_channel/179513.html”) early in the morning so that we can search before the rest of the crew wakes up. Any objections, ideas?”

The Doctor shoots his other self a brief, baffled look, wondering at that reaction, but quickly shakes it off, glancing back to Jamie and smiling faintly. "I didn't name her. That was... a friend of mine. Lucky she didn't get stuck in the progenation machine, that would have been really... terrifying." He misses Donna, sure, but one of her is quite enough for any universe.

The mention of the TARDIS brings on a grin, and he nods firmly. "The TARDIS was right in front of me when I... before I ended up here. Whoever brought us here couldn't have passed up grabbing that too - it's bound to be around here somewhere. Possibly twice..." Two instances of the same TARDIS in one place could be useful, or it could be very very bad, but they'll work that out if they come to it. Can't be that much worse than two Doctors in the same place, anyway...

"Ye can say it was one of your companions, ye know," Jamie says dryly. "It's not like I'm not aware you've traveled with other people. I did meet Rose, aye?"

There's a pause, and he adds, "Besides, Jenny mentioned a few names as well." Which is part of why he's still a little baffled by the 'used to being alone' comment earlier, but since Ten isn't providing much in the way of information there, Jamie's filing it under 'Things the Doctor will probably never explain' category. He's used to that.

"Twice?" he asks, a bit baffled by that as well. "Why would it be here tw...oh." Never mind, he seems to have figured that out as well. He opens his mouth to maybe suggest it might be here more than that, then looks at Five and thinks better of it. He closes his mouth again, grimacing faintly.

A few moments later, he says instead, "Aye, tomorrow sounds fine to me."

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