Well. [ He frowns, eyes darting up in another direction. ] History. You know. It's all very hit and miss, isn't it?
Figured. That would be ridiculous, considering — well, considering you've taken on quite the interesting form, haven't you? [ Interesting is one word. He considers a few others. ] Rose Tyler. [ He tops off her name with a clink of his teeth. ] Although, not like this. No, no, like this, you're something new.
No, no. Must have me — confused with someone else. [ He sniffs dismissively. ]
[ Don't think he doesn't notice that smile, because of course he does. The Doctor folds his arms and it's clear now that he isn't nearly as amused as she is. ] What, even for him? That's not good enough.
Oh, well it was worth a try. [She exclaims and lets out a long sigh. Standing up she started to walk circles around him, her face had a look of deep concentration on it.] You've always been too clever, my Doctor.
[ He raises an eyebrow, letting his hands fall as he observes her. The Doctor watches her carefully, curious as ever. He doesn't remember his time with her — with The Moment, not Rose Tyler. He remembers every moment with Rose, but this, this is downright cruel, isn't it? ]
Well, one of us has to be. Figured I'd take on the burden. [ He lifts his chin, serious now. ] Why her? Why Rose Tyler? You could have been anyone. Susan, Jamie, Sarah Jane, Martha — anyone. But you came to me, to him, in the form of someone he hadn't even met, yet. Color me curious.
[She could feel his eyes practically burning into her as she walked but her steps never faltered, her expression never changed. Crossing her arms behind her back she paced the small area of his TARDIS. They needed to be alone now, uninterrupted.]
Time is like a circle, 'round and 'round it goes, in theory. Always leading toward the next thing but eventually it goes back to the start. [Stopping she turns to fully face him.] Sometimes that circle gets all twisted and distorted.
[ His eyes narrow. He doesn't hear Rose. It's her voice, but the words aren't hers. They never really were.
It's a disservice, in a way. Bad Wolf — it wasn't her. It was what the Time Vortex made of her. Every move she made was so completely human. This Moment, The Moment, it doesn't know what it means, to be human.
Then again, who is he to talk? ]
Y'know, you keep talking, but all I hear is noise. [ He leans in, speaking low. ] Go on, give us a hint. We're ever so clever.
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Figured. That would be ridiculous, considering — well, considering you've taken on quite the interesting form, haven't you? [ Interesting is one word. He considers a few others. ] Rose Tyler. [ He tops off her name with a clink of his teeth. ] Although, not like this. No, no, like this, you're something new.
—Why?
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[She flashed him a smile that was so painfully Rose as she crossed her legs.] I picked this face because of the emotion response it causes.
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[ Don't think he doesn't notice that smile, because of course he does. The Doctor folds his arms and it's clear now that he isn't nearly as amused as she is. ] What, even for him? That's not good enough.
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Well, one of us has to be. Figured I'd take on the burden. [ He lifts his chin, serious now. ] Why her? Why Rose Tyler? You could have been anyone. Susan, Jamie, Sarah Jane, Martha — anyone. But you came to me, to him, in the form of someone he hadn't even met, yet. Color me curious.
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Time is like a circle, 'round and 'round it goes, in theory. Always leading toward the next thing but eventually it goes back to the start. [Stopping she turns to fully face him.] Sometimes that circle gets all twisted and distorted.
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It's a disservice, in a way. Bad Wolf — it wasn't her. It was what the Time Vortex made of her. Every move she made was so completely human. This Moment, The Moment, it doesn't know what it means, to be human.
Then again, who is he to talk? ]
Y'know, you keep talking, but all I hear is noise. [ He leans in, speaking low. ] Go on, give us a hint. We're ever so clever.