aragornsgirl333 In reply to birthdays [2017-06-07 20:07:23 +0000 UTC]

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aragornsgirl333 In reply to WhoAreYou1978 [2017-06-07 20:07:14 +0000 UTC]

Yaaaaaay thanks!

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WhoAreYou1978 In reply to aragornsgirl333 [2017-06-08 14:24:23 +0000 UTC]

miss you both here !  

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aragornsgirl333 In reply to WhoAreYou1978 [2017-06-09 06:39:22 +0000 UTC]

I poke my head in occasionally still, but real life seems to have got in the way a bit! how's things going?

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WhoAreYou1978 In reply to aragornsgirl333 [2017-06-10 08:44:19 +0000 UTC]

Well as long as your still alive and well .  Iv changed jobs ,  less hours but more free time .. to get my life back ,    I hope you can find more time soon .   Take care

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aragornsgirl333 In reply to Jasperinity [2017-06-07 20:06:59 +0000 UTC]

Thank you!

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Jasperinity In reply to aragornsgirl333 [2017-06-11 20:14:39 +0000 UTC]

No problem! :3

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aragornsgirl333 In reply to Anisa-Mazaki [2017-06-07 08:06:49 +0000 UTC]

Thank you! very kind of you!

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Anisa-Mazaki In reply to aragornsgirl333 [2017-06-07 08:09:30 +0000 UTC]

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aragornsgirl333 In reply to Jemiyah [2016-04-10 19:10:34 +0000 UTC]

^feels like he's falling - falling, falling through time and space and nothingness all at once, dragged into the bright white light - the rhythm in his head too attached to Gallifrey to allow him to stay, and yet his body and the rest of his mind not attached enough to Gallifrey to be pulled back there either^ ^feels like he's being torn apart too, body and mind, as the broken link drags back everything that doesn't belong while trying to leave him behind, and the failed resurrection energies continue to rip through his body^ ^feels like it lasts forever and yet somehow also no time at all, before the falling gains a reality, Gallifrey finally losing its grip on him, and he falls back instead towards the ghost of where Gallifrey had once stood. He's weak, powerless and alone, but he's /alive/!^

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Jemiyah In reply to aragornsgirl333 [2016-04-26 19:31:21 +0000 UTC]

^wanders the grounds a little, the events replaying themselves so vividly as he notices things he’d paid no attention to last time… the stable block he’d hidden the TARDIS in, the door where he and Wilf had snuck inside…^ ^goes back in the same way, noiseless in the dust, not worrying about being found out before he wants to be this time, there’s no one around, no one at all^ ^makes his way through the empty rooms, sensing everything humans can’t, time still feeling not quite right, but hopefully he and his TARDIS will be able to help that^ ^keeps going, only stopping when he reaches the scene of that final showdown, hearts clenching with a pang of sadness as he sees the shattered glass still on the floor, untouched, from his leap from the Vinvocci ship^ ^doesn’t get much of a chance to reflect much further on it though, because the next thing he hears nearly makes him jump out of his skin… an almighty crash, as if something else has just smashed through the roof, somewhere else in the house, and within seconds he’s doing what he does best… running to investigate!^

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aragornsgirl333 In reply to Jemiyah [2016-07-06 19:49:46 +0000 UTC]

^feels the impact as he crashes back to Earth - although it's not the physical impact he feels so much as the jarring sensation of being slammed back into real time from the edges of the vortex and nothingness, his body already so damaged that he barely notices that side of things^ ^hears the explosion of noise, from the nothingness of before, and then... it stops... everything except the progression of time, the turning of the world, the ragged breaths that he supposes must be his and the beating of his hearts just... /stops/, and he has seconds to take in the empty quietness of it all, before the blackness takes him again as the impact of everything overwhelms him, and consciousness slips from his grasp^

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Jemiyah In reply to aragornsgirl333 [2016-08-31 16:41:06 +0000 UTC]

 ^follows the echoes of the crash, the aftermath sounds of bits of wood and glass and tile still falling, racing upstairs and along a corridor, hearts starting to pound not just with the running, but with the sudden instinctive familiarity that hits him... a mental sense he knows, a scent that he's hunted before... but it can't possibly be real, surely it's just because he's back in this house that he's imagining it...^ ^throws himself into what used to be a library and stops dead, staring at the disaster in front of him - an impossible figure lying motionless under a gaping hole in the ceiling, covered in dust and surrounded by rubble^ ^finds his mind going blank and it seems like an eternity before he can move, hearts stilling in shock for what feels like an age before old war training and his constant /need/ to help kicks in, running across and dropping to his knees beside the man he'd been so sure he would never see again^ ^almost doesn't dare to touch him for a moment, so convinced that he can't /really/ be there, but then he does and he is... he's /here/, really here, and it makes his usual cold and emotionless exterior break, a half-sob of oh so many things bursting out of him before he can stop it^ ^bites his tongue a moment later though, this isn't the time, the most important thing is to help him, and shakily reaches for his wrist, desperately feeling for twin pulses which he finally finds - very weak, but they /are/ there, like the shadow of breathing he can just about see and hear... he's still alive, and he's never felt more relieved^ ^looks up at the hole he'd fallen through, able to see another one above that, and then the sky outside... he's fallen through the roof and then another entire floor, a horrific impact that he's surprised /hasn't/ killed him... but then he was always a fighter, always strong^ ^very quickly checks him for critical injuries as best he can without the help of technology on his TARDIS - there's no visible blood coming from his mouth or nose to indicate internal injuries caused by the fall, no bones piercing the skin and his back and neck feel reasonably normal as far as he can tell... there are cuts and bruises all over the bits of skin he can see, but he's still wary of moving him until he knows more^ ^covers the other Time Lord's cold fingers with his own, squeezing them gently, carefully brushing some of the dust and dirt from his face and hair with his other hand^ Master? ^swallows, it almost hurts to say his name^ Master, it's me... can you hear me?

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aragornsgirl333 In reply to Jemiyah [2016-09-24 20:48:55 +0000 UTC]

^isn't aware of anything for some time, drifting a little in and out of consciousness, or close proximity to it, barely noticing his presence, the sob, or the fingers pressed to his wrist, only coming aware of him as he drifts towards consciousness, hearing a voice on the edge of his consciousness, breaking the incredible silence surrounding him, although not processing what it's saying^ ^it's the next sensation that hits his weak mind that causes him to grasp for the edge of consciousness that approaches though - even in his weak, near death state he /knows/ the feeling of that particular mental presence, would recognise it anywhere, no matter how weak^ ^slowly, painfully drags himself back towards consciousness, as the feeling of cool Timelord skin, warm against his cold, battered body, hits him^ ^eventually after what feels like a painfully long time, manages to half-open his eyes, looking up at the face above him^ ^can't quite take in the face looking at him for a long time, his mind working too slowly, closing his eyes tight before painfully half-opening them again, looking into that face, weathered and worn and old and kind and gentle and there's no doubt that it's /him/^ ^tries to move, but there's no strength in him, feeling sluggish and weak and useless, eventually manage to gather just enough strength to hoarsely croak^ Doctor...

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Jemiyah In reply to aragornsgirl333 [2016-09-30 20:05:40 +0000 UTC]

 ^watches him closely, another half-sob of relief threatening to escape him as he finally sees his eyelids flicker, but manages to hold it back this time^ ^keeps gently squeezing his fingers with the hand holding his, the other continuing to stroke his hair to try and help him back to consciousness, noticing a few red streaks staining the blonde strands under the dust, hearts freezing for a moment at the thought of a serious head wound - he needs to get him in the TARDIS and look him over properly as quickly as possible^ ^cracks a small smile when he says his name though, despite the fact that it hurts to hear how broken even his voice sounds^ That's right, it's me... hello again... ^mentally calls to his ship, begging her to come and help him, not wanting to move him any more than he absolutely has to^ Can you tell me what hurts? I know pretty much everything will after a fall like that, but is there anywhere that's really bad? Or anywhere you /can't/ feel?

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aragornsgirl333 In reply to Jemiyah [2016-11-11 21:54:03 +0000 UTC]

^can barely take in more than two of his words at a time, zoning in and out, mind continuing to be sluggish and unresponsive as every part of him struggles just to keep his hearts beating, and the ragged breaths flowing in and out^ ^takes quite a long time to understand what he's asking, and even then can barely think, let alone string a sentence together^ ^croaks out the only words that even seem to make sense right now, the only thing that feels like it could be true^ Dying... Doctor... ^shivers, another ragged breath coming, as unconsciousness threatens once more, trying desperately to hold on, knowing that his own stubbornness and unwillingness to succumb might be the only thread tying him to life right now^

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Jemiyah In reply to aragornsgirl333 [2017-02-14 12:47:30 +0000 UTC]

 ^bites his lip hard as the other Time Lord finally manages to get those two words out, desperately trying not to break in front of him and doing his best to keep his voice reassuring^ No, no no no no, you're not dying, don't be silly... you're going to be alright, I promise... ^manages to find a smile from somewhere and moves his hand to gently rest against the other man's temple, carefully linking with his mind, hating to have to when he's too weak to have any say in it, but if he really thinks he's dying then there's no time to waste, he has to try this^ ~Shhhh... it's okay, I'm here to help you... everything's okay... ^quickly starts channelling some of his own regenerative healing energy across to him, wanting to at least stop anything life-threatening from being fatal, praying that it /will/ work, one of his worst fears the last time he'd seen him was that his sabotaged resurrection would mean he can't fix himself or regenerate any more... but he's still got to try, it's the only thing that has a chance of saving him right now... if he can at least know for sure that he won't die, then he can take care of him until the rest of his injuries heal...^

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aragornsgirl333 In reply to Jemiyah [2017-04-08 17:14:48 +0000 UTC]

^can barely understand what’s happening, the world somehow simultaneously going incredibly slowly, with every second a seeming eternity, and far too fast so that he can’t keep up with what’s happening^ ^it’s only when he feels a warmth start to spread through him, combined with a tingling that only comes from one thing that he starts to realise happening, what he’s trying to do, and it doesn’t make sense, it doesn’t make any sense, why would he?^ ^it’s then that another all too familiar sensation rips through him, as his sabotaged resurrection seizes the energy that the Doctor’s channelling into him, the energy that keeps him going while simultaneously killing him in the most painful way possible, dragging out his death in the worst way^ ^yet as the energy keeps flowing, and the failed resurrection keeps fighting, can feel a change – the surge ripping through him is getting less… less painful, less frequent, less viscious, and though he can’t quite understand it right now, being overwritten by the Doctor’s persistent need to meddle!^ ^just lasts long enough to feel the pain being overwritten by a new sensation, one that were he aware enough to register it, he would recognise as the fast healing of regeneration energy^ ^but then it’s all far too much and his grip on consciousness slips away, bringing the freedom of nothingness^

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Jemiyah In reply to aragornsgirl333 [2017-04-14 18:42:10 +0000 UTC]

 ^can't tell if it's working at first, the other Time Lord's body certainly seems to be accepting it, but then that awful blue energy flashes again and he can't be sure whether it's stopping his healing energy from taking effect^ ^keeps going though, not daring to stop, and slowly, slowly, the golden energy finally starts to overpower the blue, and the relief is overwhelming^ ^feels the change in the mental link as the mind he's connected to loses consciousness, and while it would be less worrying if he'd managed to hang onto it, in some ways that too is a relief - at least it's taken away his pain for a while, and will make it a bit easier for him to get him somewhere comfortable in the TARDIS who is now almost fully materialised around them^ ^gradually closes the mental link off only when he's sure that the regenerative energy is fully working of its own accord, closing his eyes and forcing himself to take a few deep breaths to chase the panic away... it's okay, it worked, he's not going to die now, he'll be alright...^ ^waits there for a few minutes, giving the energy time to work, and only once it's faded does he finally shift to gather the broken Time Lord into his arms, less afraid of moving him now he knows the worst of his injuries will have been fixed, and finds himself whispering to him softly in Gallifreyan, instincts longing to reassure him even though he might not hear it^ My poor Master... it'll be okay, I promise... don't worry, I've got you... ^carefully carries him straight to the medical room and very gently lays him down on the bed, reaching for a scanner so he can find out exactly what is still left for him to fix... the wound to his head and mild concussion underneath, although no longer life-threatening, two clean breaks to his right forearm which the energy has at least started to heal, broken left wrist, several snapped ribs, some splintering to his hipbone and a broken ankle, along with assorted cuts and bruises... he'll be so sore for a few days, but at least the regeneration energy has started him on the way to recovery, and with some rest and care it shouldn't take long for his naturally faster healing to kick in... anyway, he's already in a much better state than he was out there, he can see all the recent repairs where the energy concentrated itself, on a paralysing break to his lower back, puncture wounds to his lung from the broken ribs, and much worse bruising and bleeding internally from the damage to his head... if his gamble on the regeneration energy hadn't paid off, he /would/ have died, probably within minutes^ ^finds his breathing shaking a little at that thought and tries to pull himself together, he can't think like that, he's /alive/ and that's what matters and now he has to take care of him^ ^cuts away his torn and dirty clothes before starting the long task of cleaning him up and binding all his injuries, giving him strong drugs for the pain and swelling as he goes along, and finally setting up some monitors beside him to make sure he stays stable^ ^pulls the covers and blankets up round him when he's done and only then leaves the room, not going far, but this time not wanting to be within earshot of the other Time Lord whether he can hear him or not, just going a short way before letting the massive shock shatter his cold exterior, spilling out of him with a ferocity that surprises himself, the first time he's properly cried in this body, over the only being that could ever make him feel so strongly, over the relief of finding him again when he'd never got over the grief of his loss, over the unbelievable stroke of luck that meant he was there in time to help him^ ^isn't quite sure how long he stays there, but eventually the tears run dry, and picks himself up to slowly make his way back, drained, but determined to do everything he can for the man now in his care^ ^sits down beside his bed with a sigh, watching him, and after a while finds himself tiredly whispering words of comfort to him again, waiting, waiting for him to be okay^

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aragornsgirl333 In reply to Jemiyah [2017-05-07 16:54:48 +0000 UTC]

^is once again unaware of anything in his surroundings, completely unconscious and oblivious to even his own body, every tiny part of his energy being used to heal him, now the process has been kick-started – and there’s a lot to do after so long of his body trying to tear itself apart, along with the almost fatal impact of his return to Earth^ ^after a long time, although his senses can’t tell him /how/ long, starts to come around^ ^the first sensation that hits him is the almost metallic twang of regeneration energy, still swirling through him – the pain has been dulled by the drugs, so that takes a little longer to register^ ^becomes aware of a presence in the room, and while it takes his brain a little longer than normal to process it, it’s still fairly quickly obvious who it has to be^ ^groans as he starts to wake up, feeling slow and sluggish, a by-product of the healing process, unconsciousness and all the drugs in his system^ ^after another few moments, starts to realise that there’s something wrong… there’s something /very/ wrong, how come he didn’t realise before?^ ^takes another moment to gain enough strength, but as soon as he can, snaps his eyes open, taking rather longer than he’d like to focus enough to locate the other Time Lord, sitting beside him, intending to snap at him, but it comes our rather weaker than he intended^ Where are they? What have you done with them?! Tell me, Doctor!

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Jemiyah In reply to aragornsgirl333 [2017-06-07 14:33:13 +0000 UTC]

 ^eventually starts to drift between dozing and waking, but jolts back to full alertness the second he hears him groan, ready in an instant for anything he might need^ ^watches as he starts to wake, it's taking him a while, but that's entirely to be expected... what he can't predict, though, is how he'll be, how he'll react, what he'll remember... and then suddenly his eyes are open and he's demanding that of him - it's a relief to know that he can talk and recognise him, but worrying that something's clearly bothering him within seconds of coming round^ ^gently^ Hey, slow down! You need to take it easy... ^just wants to try and keep him calm, panicking or getting upset won't do him the slightest bit of good in the state he's in^ I'm not sure what you mean... where are what?

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aragornsgirl333 In reply to Jemiyah [2017-07-19 19:08:15 +0000 UTC]

^practically growls - he's not really got the strength to do anything, but he's not going to let this new Doctor forget that he's /dangerous/ just because he's gone through who /knows/ what^ Don't play games with me Doctor, I know you wanted to get rid of them all along. But if you're going to play dumb, I'll spell it out for you... What. Have you done. With my /drums/?! ^glares at him, all the while feeling his mind starting to speed up, enough to start to take in more of his surroundings, eyes darting around, taking in this new body of his, their surroundings, the dull sensation of drugs in the back of his mind, everything, waiting impatiently for an answer^

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Jemiyah In reply to aragornsgirl333 [2017-08-08 13:47:51 +0000 UTC]

 ^swallows, not wanting to make him angry, that won't do him any good, so doesn't retaliate with any badly-chosen comments of his own, for once making the wiser decision to just answer^ I broke the link, remember? /We/ broke it, we sent Rassilon back, and it must have taken the drums too, it didn't need them any more... it's not like I went into your head and ripped them out myself, I swear, the only reason I connected with your mind when I found you was to help you heal, that's all... you can watch the memory if you really want, see I'm not lying...

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aragornsgirl333 In reply to Jemiyah [2018-01-14 15:31:08 +0000 UTC]

^Practically recoils when he suggests watching the memory – he knows what that means, and he doesn’t want the Doctor anywhere /near/ his mind when it feels so empty, even if he /had/ been there before^ No. Keep out. ^can’t quite believe it, whether the Doctor’s telling the truth or not… gone, after so long gone…^ ^doesn’t quite know what to say about it though, how to convey any of it, or even if he wants to in front of the Doctor.^ ^changes subject instead, it gives his mind a chance to get back to speed if the Doctor’s talking, and the Doctor /always/ likes talking!^ You’ve regenerated. Gone for a pre-worn model this time, I see… ^tries to make it sound as dismissive, insulting as possible, but his hearts aren’t really in it!^

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Jemiyah In reply to aragornsgirl333 [2018-01-14 17:17:52 +0000 UTC]

 *nods, seeing the way he almost flinches at the suggestion* Okay... that's okay, no  mind links, that's fine... *watches him, feeling a pang of pity as he practically feels him trying to work it all out... it must be so confusing* *half-smiles at his comment though, even though he can tell it was designed as a negative one* Well, you'd know all about that! Coming back from the dead in the same body just slightly blonder? Anyway, pre-worn is usually much more comfortable than brand new, don't you think?

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aragornsgirl333 In reply to Jemiyah [2018-01-14 18:18:16 +0000 UTC]

*glares at him when he says that* Hey, it’s not /my/ fault that my /darling/ wife sabotaged my resurrection and turned me blond! And you’re one to criticise for keeping the same body Mister “I’m not going to change I’m just going to stay the same and create some human-Time Lord metacrisis abomination while I’m at it” *smirks* What, you really think I wouldn’t work out that was down to your vanity? *rolls his eyes* But I suppose pre-worn can have a certain charm if you do it right… *grins, taking another look* The eyebrows are a bit much though, don’t you think?

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Jemiyah In reply to aragornsgirl333 [2018-01-28 16:13:02 +0000 UTC]

 *opens his mouth to argue that a) it was /not/ an abomination and b) it was /not/ due to vanity, but at his last comment defending his eyebrows takes priority* I love my attack eyebrows! They make me look angry even when I'm not so everyone leaves me alone, it's wonderful! They're the best eyebrows I've ever had!

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aragornsgirl333 In reply to Jemiyah [2018-01-28 17:43:56 +0000 UTC]

*can’t help but laugh – of /course/ that would be the point that would take his attention* Well, I suppose I can concede that /would/ be fairly useful, although I didn’t think you were the type, Mister lover-of-humans! Finally seen the light and dumped ‘em? *grins, he never /could/ resist winding up the Doctor, especially about his humans*

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Jemiyah In reply to aragornsgirl333 [2018-02-17 12:00:40 +0000 UTC]

 *lets the attack eyebrows demonstrate their skills a little at his question, defiant in his response* No. Much to your disappointment, I'm sure. She likes to keep Earth-life and TARDIS-life separate, which is just fine with me because it means I get some angry-eyebrow-alone time. It's a very convenient arrangement.

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