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The 4th Doctor
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[1978] Restless Rest [Open] Nov 27, 2013 1:24:24 GMT

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Post by The 4th Doctor on Nov 27, 2013 1:24:24 GMT

In this restless vacation...

Four had arrived in 1977, just as he asked, and now it had been a few months since. He had been staying with Sarah Jane, who graciously offered her a place to stay until he was able to grow his own TARDIS and take off. To most people days off from their line of work would be a godsend. But Four loved his work in time travel and all of those adventures. He didn't feel the same without his TARDIS. Memories of what his future selves had become and done floated around his memory, but mostly his memories of this life were the freshest memories it seemed. He had reached a point with growing his TARDIS that he could not do anything else to help it along for at least a couple days. And he needed to find himself something else to do. Sarah Jane had a job, maybe a job would suit him too. Not a boring job, of course. Perhaps he could talk with the UNIT people about resuming his job. At least then his knowledge would help against alien invasions. Or even better... he could work in a jelly baby store.

Four pulled out the bag of jelly babies he always kept on him and ate one of them with a smile. Right now he had found himself in a park in London, not too far from where Sarah Jane lived. He was sitting on a park bench, not knowing what to do. After four-hundred and... no, it was more like nine-hundred and something now, he supposed, he rarely found himself with nothing to do, and it was peculiar. He usually was able to think of something to do, but not this time. Four felt a bit restless, crossing and uncrossing his legs as he sat, but ideas simply weren't springing to mind. Perhaps he could play with that dog not far ahead. Or K-9. He had sent Sarah a model, if he remembered correctly, but it had been shipped to a different house, and her aunt, he presumed had K-9 somewhere. Four noted to himself that he should ask Sarah about K-9 later. He did like that tin dog quite a bit.

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The Professor
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[1978] Restless Rest [Open] Nov 27, 2013 22:58:25 GMT

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Post by The Professor on Nov 27, 2013 22:58:25 GMT

FOURTH DOCTOR

thud.

ouch.

groaning.

there was groaning, as the professor dug his face into the grass he'd just fell into.

seconds later (when burrowing to hide his shame proved fruitless) unfortunate resolution settled in as the teenage time lord roused himself into a sitting position, brushing away at the newly formed grass stains upon his black leather jacket.

where was he? he hadn't the faintest idea. the professor considered checking the wrist band teleporter, but it hardly mattered what the readout told him, because after a landing like that he'd just as soon walk it off and figure out his location on his own. it was more fun that way. however, london in 1978 was not his intended destination.

not even earth was, really. somewhere with interesting life forms would have been ideal. but he'd settle for something worthy of a history book if not. certainly not a park.

directing his attention away from his jacket, he noticed a dog a bit away from him, but no nearby people caught his eye. rubbing at his red hair, he glanced over his shoulder to affirm that there was no one gawking at his fall. that would be a bit awkward. instead, his inquisitive silver eyes locked on a man with a rather bright scarf.

funny how a man on a bench, munching on candy could freeze a moment. a man he didn't know, to be certain, but an out of place figure all the same.

"You're-" the professor began. "but ... why ..." His eyes traveled up toward the sky for answers that weren't provided there. then, he stood up, brushing himself off before turning to face the doctor directly. perhaps even bravely. whatever the fellow time lord was doing here, there was a more pressing question to ask him.

"did you summon me?" the presumptuous nature of youth was certainly not lost on the professor. still, it seemed best to ask that of his elder, in case he was in some sort of trouble and had landed in this spot at the whim of the unfamiliar time lord before him.

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The 4th Doctor
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[1978] Restless Rest [Open] Nov 27, 2013 23:54:54 GMT

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Post by The 4th Doctor on Nov 27, 2013 23:54:54 GMT

In this restless vacation...

Here he was, minding his own business, eating his jelly babies, when a red haired young man approached him. A memory of his future self sprang to mind, a young man named Turlough, though this man wasn't quite the same, but there was something about him that seemed odd. Probably because he recognized him. And it probably was also because there was almost an echo in his mind, a loss of his ability to sense of other Time Lords due to being only half one, but there was still an echo. It was actually quite interesting to think that perhaps he still retained a bit of his sense of telling whether a fellow Time Lord was around or not. However, echoes of his future memories were still floating around. Hadn't he destroyed Gallifrey and all of the Daleks? That other Doctor had said Gallifrey was no more, at least. So what was it about this young man?

"Did you summon me?"

Four raised an eyebrow and laughed, nearly choking on a jelly baby in the process. He managed to at least swallow the sweet before meeting his untimely demise due to laughter and jelly baby. That would have been very hard for someone to explain to his other selves if they wanted to pay a visit to dear old Four-y. Four spied the vortex manipulator on the boy's wrist and smiled widely. He knew of the device, a man named Jack Harkness, he believed possessed one. Torchwood, was the name that came to mind. Those pesky people who seemed to be keeping an eye on him, even now in his half-human form.

"Why would I summon you?" Four asked raising an eyebrow with one of his crazy smiles on his face, "I don't even know you." He reconsidered. "Or do I? Sometimes it is hard to remember everyone, when you get to be as old as I." Four had a bit of a problem with talking too much. It tended to get him into trouble. But what was life without a little trouble? Boring. That's what it was. "I'm the Doctor. But I think you already know that. Who are you?"

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The Professor
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[1978] Restless Rest [Open] Nov 28, 2013 1:24:48 GMT

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Post by The Professor on Nov 28, 2013 1:24:48 GMT

FOURTH DOCTOR

Well... Judging by how funny Four thought his question was, he could probably assume he wasn't in any trouble. That meant a different strategy moving forward to avoid incriminating himself more than he already had. Smiling nervously, the Professor shifted his weight from one foot to the other, silently hoping that the man didn't actually harm himself.

"No, no, you don't know me. You shouldn't, I mean. No reason for you to summon me. Just had to ask. You're a ways from home, after all, and I wasn't expecting to see you here." The Professor answered coolly. When Four introduced himself, the Professor's eyes widened with surprise. Instead of admitting he hadn't recognized the Time Lord who'd saved the entire planet of Gallifrey, he forced a smile.

"It's very nice to meet you, Doctor." He offered politely. "I'm the Professor." The words felt strange, especially saying it to someone who had centuries behind his identity. He actually hadn't shared his professed name with many yet. While he had no regrets, he still felt childish in his conviction, as if he might have missed a very important aspect of choosing a name. Light pink began to color his cheeks as his thoughts got the best of him. To conceal the blush, he looked away from the Doctor, taking a new interest in the trees beyond them.

"Is this place special?" The Professor prompted. If he wasn't here because of the Doctor, maybe this was historically relevant. It sure didn't look very impressive ... "I don't know where I am," he added sheepishly.

notes -- changed the color from my default rping color
to something that didn't match the member group, but does have a
muted blue that hopefully won't stick out from the board color scheme.
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Last Edit: Nov 28, 2013 3:20:32 GMT by The Professor

The 4th Doctor
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[1978] Restless Rest [Open] Nov 28, 2013 2:17:02 GMT

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Post by The 4th Doctor on Nov 28, 2013 2:17:02 GMT

In this restless vacation...

Four raised an eyebrow at the thought that he was far from home. He was under the impression Gallifrey was gone. In fact, he could remember standing in front of The Moment and getting ready to press it. He remembered destroying Gallifrey and all of the Daleks. Well, at least now he did, though the memory was still very hazy. Later the memory might just slip away as it tended to do with the few months he had really existed in this body. Four finally stood and threw an end of his scarf around his shoulder watching the boy with his blue eyes wide.

"You're a Time Lord!" It almost sounded like a question when he had said it, but really, it was more of a statement, an epiphany. Other Time Lords had escaped from The Moment. Four preferred not thinking about the people he killed in his future incarnations (not many Time Lords got to say that).

"Sit, sit," Four said sitting down and patting the seat next to him. "It's been awhile since I've seen another Time Lord." It was true, even in his pool of memories from his future selves, it felt like it had been centuries since he last saw Romana or any other Time Lord. Though, if they weren't all gone, he might have thought it good, since every encounter with his people tended to end with trouble he didn't want to get into. There was trouble he liked and trouble he hated. Trouble with his people was the kind he hated. Running around, learning about new aliens, learning more about his companions, helping people out, now that was the kind of trouble he liked.

"The Professor, you say? I think I was once called that by a companion... No, wait that was a future me. My 8th body?" There he was again with that talking. It was so odd with all those extra memories running around in his brain. "I suppose that would mean I will be called Professor. Or I have, one of the two." He laughed softly to himself.

However, he became serious. It was one thing to be excited and happy letting his mouth blabber on, or use it to distract an enemy or have the enemy underestimate him, but when things became serious, he would become serious. "How did you escape? From the war, I mean."

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Last Edit: Nov 28, 2013 2:17:49 GMT by The 4th Doctor

The Professor
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[1978] Restless Rest [Open] Nov 28, 2013 3:09:49 GMT

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Post by The Professor on Nov 28, 2013 3:09:49 GMT

FOURTH DOCTOR

"Yes, I am," The Professor affirmed with a short nod. He'd thought that was clear, but, oh well. Maybe old age did rob you of a few things. When encouraged to sit, he obeyed without question, crossing the distance and taking up the indicated spot on the bench. There wasn't a suitable alternative, and the Doctor was now spoken of across Gallifrey so he was counting himself lucky to be near him. At least, what little they knew of him got passed along. They knew well his chapter at the Academy, for one thing. He wasn't a part of the same chapter as the famous Doctor. He was a part of the Arcalian Chapter instead. Remembering his stolen vortex manipulator, he nervously pulled his jacket sleeve down to cover it.

"Well, you've proven to be a brilliant Time Lord, so it suits you far better than I. I hadn't- wait, the future you? How are you aware of your future self?" The Professor quizzed. There was no precedent he was aware of that had ended well when someone tried to see their own past or future. In fact, as far as he knew, contact with your own time line was one of the most dangerous scenarios of a Time Lord's existence.

"You don't know?" Suspicion clouded his silver eyes. How could he be asking about the war? Sure, time was relative, and of course, even he knew that things didn't happen in a linear progression. But forgetting that you saved all of Gallifrey? Maybe this man was an imposter, or maybe it hadn't really been the Doctor that saved them after all. The man was someone worth masquerading as, to be certain. With that in mind, he lifted his arm and tapped the vortex manipulator. It didn't seem like the Doctor was going to do anything, and anyway, he had bigger problems to address than potentially being scolded.

"I used this." The Professor stated. And he had, to leave Gallifrey, but not the war. He would have told the Doctor about the war being over, but now that the Professor couldn't be sure of Four's identity or intentions, he decided to refrain for now.

"How did you escape?" There were stories, of course, so the Professor figured he knew the answer. Regardless, it was hard to be completely certain of anything, so it seemed worth asking.

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Last Edit: Nov 28, 2013 3:21:05 GMT by The Professor

The 4th Doctor
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[1978] Restless Rest [Open] Nov 28, 2013 4:13:40 GMT

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Post by The 4th Doctor on Nov 28, 2013 4:13:40 GMT

In this restless vacation...

He knew he was forgetting to tell the boy a key piece of information, the key piece of information that even he himself had forgotten several times before. He was half-human. Though, he did feel like he was still full time lord, despite the inability to sense other time lords as well, and the amount of sleep this body needed was a lot more than he was used to. Though his mind was whizzing with thoughts of what to say and ask this young man, he did in fact notice him cover the vortex manipulator he had spied earlier.

"Brilliant? Since when did other Time Lords refer to me as that? I think insane, crazy, borderline psychotic were some of the words they used to describe me. I had taken a liking to being called insane," Four sighed, still with one of those crazy smiles. In fact, he did like being thought of as an outsider to those stuffy, know-it-all Time Lords. Then again, this young man did not seem like them, lacking the normal Gallifreyan garb. Another rouge Time Lord, hopefully. And not one like the Master, hopefully. Or the Rani. However, Four did not see traits that he saw in those two in The Professor. "Everyone's brilliant in their own way, Professor. You don't have to prove yourself brilliant to be brilliant, you know."

"I am a very special Time Lord," Four began in explanation of how he knew of his future selves. "You see, I've reverted back into a previous self, an instantaneous biological meta-crisis brought on by the touch of a very important young human. Half-Human, Half-Time Lord, with some memories of my future selves." Given this young boy was in fact Time Lord he felt an analogy to a human idea would not help, though with Sarah it did seem to help her understand. It was different when he spoke to one of his own kind, as Four believed his people to have a higher capacity for thought and learning, which may or may not be true, but from experience it was generally true. Though it was true he dealt with the brightest of their people most of the time, such as The Master or Rassilon or Romana.

"Know what?" Four asked curiously his grin shrinking a little into one of his fascinated learning expressions. There was something up, he was sure of it. Four even began doubting what his future selves' word that he, or they, had destroyed Gallifrey in the war. His memories seemed to support the theory he had killed all of them, but if this boy knew differently, perhaps it was just him who thought he had destroyed them when in fact, he had failed in ending the war.

"You don't know?" Four asked, repeating The Professor's question from earlier with a flash of a wider grin on his face. At the moment he wasn't sure if this boy had come from before the war or not, slipping through the cracks of the Time Lock somehow or something, so he wasn't going to offer up what he believed he had done. "I stole a TARDIS and crash-landed here, on Earth."

"Here?" Four chuckled looking around, "No, just a park. Grass and dogs and people go on walks here." Perhaps he was looking for a more specific answer...

Sorry for not doing the last part last post; I completely missed it so I added it here.

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The Professor
Time Lord

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[1978] Restless Rest [Open] Nov 28, 2013 4:47:05 GMT

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Post by The Professor on Nov 28, 2013 4:47:05 GMT

FOURTH DOCTOR

Since you saved the entire planet. The Professor's mind offered. He bit his lip, a nervous habit, to keep the words from escaping. Insane was fitting better now. When the Doctor insisted that he didn't have to prove himself brilliant, he decided that on that point, they would disagree. The Professor wanted nothing more than to prove he was intelligent. If he hadn't, he wouldn't have given himself the name he had. There was no point in arguing his view.

Special. That was a bit of an understatement. The Professor listened attentively to the explanation. Meta-crisis? It sounded farfetched. Ever the optimist, at least it explained why he didn't know about Gallifrey. Maybe it wasn't him that flew above on the fateful day. Maybe it was a different incarnation. The Professor could only hope.

"Fascinating ... So you're not a proper Time Lord," The Professor mused. Realizing what he said, his eyes widened. That was rude, and he knew it. "I mean - ... There's no one like you on Gallifrey. You are special." Yeah, well, he probably could have said something better to salvage the situation, but his words weren't on his side at the moment. The Professor was far better suited for telling the truth, not crafting this lie.

"I'd heard stories of you." The Professor shrugged, as if the Doctor were presuming he were more important than he actually was. The Doctor was actually underestimating his present influence on Gallifrey's daily conversation, of course.

"Do you miss it? Gallifrey. Do you miss living there now? It's got to beat a park, hasn't it?" The Professor's attention wandered again, now taking in their surroundings once more. Still nothing remarkable to note. What a life that must be, to be the most famous man in all of Gallifrey (at least in the Professor's opinion) and to not have any idea of what you'd done. Or what you would do, he supposed.

"Haha. I know what a park is. I just imagined you being somewhere interesting instead. Never mind."The Professor shrugged. Maybe it had been a foolish question.

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The 4th Doctor
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[1978] Restless Rest [Open] Nov 28, 2013 5:48:41 GMT

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Post by The 4th Doctor on Nov 28, 2013 5:48:41 GMT

In this restless vacation...

Four couldn't help but let out a short laugh when he said he wasn't a "proper" time lord. He had been hearing it all his life, well his other life, the one where he regenerated, as this life had really begun a few months ago. He hadn't really gotten used to the fact he wasn't actually a full time lord anymore. And of course for the kid to point it out, it was actually quite amusing. He wasn't like the stuffy old Time Lords that would hijack his TARDIS and try to make him do their dirty work. He had, in fact, be referred to as half-human before, the memory springing up at this time in his 8th self. That meant it was his 7th self who was called Professor by that girl... oh what was her name? He was sure it would eventually occur to him. But that wasn't the point right now.

"I've never been a proper Time Lord, and I'm proud of it," Four replied after The Professor attempted to cover his tracks. He wasn't one to take offense easily, and this was not one of those occasions where he did take offense. Oh no, he was in a good mood actually. He'd met a fellow Time Lord who did not seem mad like the Master or the Rani. This was all of course at face value. In fact, this boy could have been the Master in a different body. However, Four could tell it wasn't the Master, The Professor lacking a certain nuance to his voice that the Master always had. Four was actually quite enjoying this boy's presence, though he did make him feel a bit old. "There's actually ten of us, somewhere out there, and then the original flying around in our old blue box." Four wondered where the full blooded time lord was now, this amount of time in his time stream after dropping them off. Probably out there fighting some monsters and saving a pretty girl from danger. His future selves seemed to be more of a charmer than he ever was. In fact, Four believed at this point he was quite asexual, though he did care very much for Sarah, just as he had Leela or Romana, but it was something those companions who were present for the regeneration could only get, which was something a bit deeper. Although, if he remembered correctly, and his memory of his future was always fading, he had nearly killed one of his companions not long after regenerating.

"Oh I would hope you had. I was, after all, President of Gallifrey at one point," Four laughed, joking of course, not truly believing himself that important, though when a Time Lord goes rouge, most of the ones to follow at least hear of the previous rogue time lords. Though, it was true, he was the only rogue Time Lord who had become president, run away from being president and refuse to take up the office again, and then of course, destroy Gallifrey. He pushed the thoughts of an exploding Gallifrey away, keeping his optimism and hapiness upfront to stop any sort of bad feelings he might have from such an act.

Four actually did not have an answer right away for his next question. He had tried to keep thoughts of never seeing Gallifrey again even if he wanted to away. And so, he kept them away and let himself pretend it was still out there. It was easy to make himself forget memories of his future selves, as they were so wibbly wobbly in his head, though sometimes they wouldn't go away. Luckily this time they were easily washed away. "Oh I suppose I do sometimes," Four said looking up at the blue sky, his grin still not disappearing. He could smile for days and not get tired of it. Even if he weren't really happy. Smiling did in fact make him feel better about things. "I do miss those sunsets. They were some of the most beautiful sunsets I've ever seen." However, Four's smile diappeared for a moment again, the seriousness returning. He looked at The Professor with a stern expression. "I don't miss the High Council refusing to let me do what I want to do. Or hijacking my TARDIS to make me do their dirty work." Morbius, Daleks, Omega, the Time Lords did seem to use him fairly often in his journey. It was quite annoying. "But all that is out there, the planets, the people, its all worth leaving home," His smile had returned, but now it was a soft one, instead of the crazy one that he normally wore.

"Not interesting? Oh, dear Professor, you have a lot to learn. A lot of things can happen in a park," Four laughed, "Such as meeting an older Time Lord. Oh... I have been rude." He had just realized it too. He took out one of his jelly babies and offered it to The Professor. "Would you care for a jelly baby?"

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Last Edit: Nov 28, 2013 5:50:49 GMT by The 4th Doctor