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The Eighth Doctor ([personal profile] beforethewar) wrote2029-12-02 08:29 pm
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[personal profile] faceofbeau 2014-05-01 09:00 am (UTC)(link)
He would've killed me himself, if I'd gotten myself killed. It was stupid, but I wasn't thinking. [He pauses, and then laughs a little, although the sound is somewhat hollow.] Best coffee in all of time and space. Be honored, not everyone gets the chance to have Ianto Jones' coffee.

[He doesn't answer the second part immediately. It comes a little later.]

They play with people's lives here, Doctor. Like we're toys, for someone's amusement. Kill someone and they just come back. Send someone home, and they might come back. Or they might just be gone.
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[personal profile] faceofbeau 2014-05-08 07:07 pm (UTC)(link)
I don't know what's on their agenda. War does funny things to people; you know that, Doctor, you've seen war before. You've seen some of the things people do during war that they would never do at any other time. And they're playing with the lives of people I care about Doctor. I-

[The words were heated, more so than the emotion he'd shown before, but now he cuts off. He doesn't want to be angry at the Doctor, and not this Doctor. Who'd been there for him, who's also lost people. But he doesn't know what else to be right now. There's anger, there's emptiness, and there's- no, there's just angry and emptiness. And he doesn't want to be angry at this man. The deep breath he takes is audible, and then he takes a drink before he speaks again.]

Grief does funny things to a person too. [Empty. Empty is good. Empty is better than the alternative.]
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[personal profile] faceofbeau 2014-06-07 03:35 pm (UTC)(link)
If they couldn't keep us here, they shouldn't have pulled us in the first place.

[He has no room for sympathy, or understanding, not now. He's too full, bursting at the damn seams, of grief and pain and loss. He's too busy trying to hold on, because Ianto's still here, and he can't fall apart when there's still someone to take care of, and it hurts.]

I don't give a damn about their war. It's just another war, and wars come and go.

[He doesn't mean it. At least, he normally wouldn't. When he's in his right mind, he understands the importance of what's going on, the battle they're fighting. But he can't hold onto that now. He drinks again, and he can't remember how much he's already drank. He doesn't really care about that either.]

They're keeping the wrong people.

[Tosh and Owen deserved to live again. To stay. But they're gone, back into death, while there are still people like the Master here.]