hello, darkness, my old friend | doctor who.

[newnew]

Right, ah — hello again. Been a while. Couple, oh, I dunno — three years, was it?

Blimey, time flies.

We had a good run, eh? You, me. What do you say to just one more? One more, that's all I'm suggesting. —Oh, don't look at me with that face: You were brilliant. You were. I know you. Well, sort of. But. I know what you're capable of and that is so much more than you think.

So, c'mon, then. Stretch those legs, jumping jacks? oh, that's good. Let's work out the ol' kinks, you and me.

You want to run? Let's run. Allons-y, remember?

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[yowz]

And where are we running to, now?

[newnew]

Where? Where? Amelia Pond, oh, I'm disappointed in you. I am. I am absolutely disappointed.

—Where? [ He grins and it lights up every line in his face. ] Everywhere.

[yowz]

Oi! [ She points a very stern finger in his direction. ] Don't you go all disgruntled Doctor on me for asking a question. Never stop asking questions, remember?

[thecricketer]

They are rather unsure of themselves, aren't they?

[newnew]

You know, as a matter of fact, there does seem to be a bit of that going around here, yeah. Can't imagine why, of course. Well — apart from the fact that we're hundreds of years old, have two hearts, and are drop-dead brilliant, but, really, that's all the nitpicky bits.

[thecricketer]

Hardly worth mentioning, really.

[vigilantly]

Dunno how well the running bit is going to work out for you after three years on the shelf. Try not to break a hip, yeah?

[newnew]

Oh, I see. Blimey, everyone's a critic.

[ofdrumsthesound]

Hey there, old friend.

[theboywiththebook]

You've been stuck inside your mun's head for three years?!

[Wow, and he thought he had it rough.]

And what's Allons-y mean?

[newnew]

Well, —give or take.

[ Mostly take. He frowns at the thought. ]

What? Allons-y? [ He pockets his hands, rocking side to side by use of his ankles. ] Simple, really. Onwards. Let's go. Off you pop. You roll all that up into one teeny tiny little word and bam! [ The Doctor stabs the air with a finger — all that emphasis. ]

Bit of a catchphrase, really.

[jenerated]

Still running eh, Dad?

[newnew]

Wh — me? I never stopped.

[riverborntorun]

Three years on the proverbial shelf? My, my.

Good thing you're still pretty.

[newnew]

Oh, so we're still pretty, then. [ He sniffs dismissively, subconsciously tweaking the knot of his tie. ]

[badwolf]

I think it's brilliant, seein' you all again.

[ Well, she says all. ]

[newnew]

[ He folds his arms, lips pulled downward in a mild, thoughtful frown. ]

Well, how could you miss the other one? Chin that could be seen from the moon, him. [ Me. ]

[dorkwolf]

Like stepping into old sandshoes.

[newnew]

Say it with me, keep up — not sandshoes. Trainers. [ He leans back onto his heels, tapping his feet in a pointless rhythm. ]

Trainers you can put through sand. If the occasion calls. Which it doesn't, by the way. [ He points two fingers from his eyes to hers. ] So just — watch it.

[chronosexual]

If you need some suggestions, I've got some pretty tips for working out the kinks.

[newnew]

Some things never change, do they?

[ Oh, but there's that grin. ] Captain.

I'll avoid spoilers here ♪

[gallifreyfalls]

You're telling me that you managed to sit still for three years?

[See this face? It's the epitome of DOES NOT BELIEVE.]

and I'll be here latching on to you~ ♪

[newnew]

What? —What? Oh, no. Don't give me that face. I — I can sit still. I can sit very still. Still like you wouldn't even believe. So still that you'd — oh, blimey. You're right.

[ He rubs at his chin with his fingertips. ] I hate it when I'm right.

[aciculated]

I do not think the Doctor I knew could have stayed in one place for three days, much less three years.

[Leela's tone is a practised one: feigning deadpan just to troll the Time Lords. It's a tone that gets a lot of use on Gallifrey. But she's smiling despite that, sightless eyes mostly focussed in the Doctor's direction.]

Of course, I have not met this version of you, but you do sound very-- excitable.

[missrosetyler]

That's a long time.