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[spacepeterpan]

Hello, you've reached the Doctor, not at the TARDIS, well, maybe at the TARDIS, won't know until I answer, leave me a message after the TARDIS engine sound if you've got one, just a "please help" is fine although more details would probably be good, whatever you can manage, and I'll get back to you, and maybe save your planet, ta!

[Followed right after by about a second of the sound of TARDIS engines, followed by the thump of its landing.

Feel free to leave a message for the (eleventh) Doctor here!]

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[bigbadrose]

I'm 23??? I think. Might be older. Hard ta tell in the fifth dimension...

[YOU TRIED DOCTOR.]

[DEEP BREATH. EYES CLOSED, BACK TO TEXTING:]

I know he's sincere. I know he's my friend, and I know he can't stop.

[Because well... Rose was all those things too.]

I know it's dangerous, and I'm not aski--

[But before she can finish he goes on, and she hits send, just sitting down on the ground, with her back to a wall, because that's a lot. And she does want his hand. And friendship. And...]

[She doesn't know what else.]

[Adventures.]

[Always.]

[Although the last part, THOUGH SHE GRINS TO HERSELF, she nearly yelled out loud at him again, and he can hear the laugh and "Tsk."]

U R Married!

U don't get 2 talk!!! About snogging anyway. :P

[Although he was probably right and she knew it, and she couldn't keep saying she needed space and then just... yeah.]

[But he slept with Jack and Martha and...]

[Everything's a mess.]

[Such a mess.]

Kidding aside, I don't know what to say.

R U sure Snogging is not the solution? B/c I think it'd distract him!

Hahaha... I am just kidding. Mostly. I hope.

I guess I could throw Jack at him and run? =\


I don't want to hurt him. I cannot lie. This is why I wound up having to explain about Meta Crisis b4, because I thought at least... well I guess it didn't help, so whatever. But now I don't know what. If that didn't work--

[Then what? Try anything? It was Rose, after all. She was good at changing things out and just continuously throwing things at walls until they stuck, or broke it down.]

[But this wasn't a wall, and she didn't want to break him.]

Look, don't worry about U & me, Sunglasses Guitarist already covered all that for you. Told me he/u can't be as strong as MetaCrisis. It's fine.

Before you [Delete delete.] When Fluffy still had his memories, I agreed not to push him towards Martha and Jack, because it was part of what was upsetting him from me. Only, I don't even know what he remembers of that now?

Obviously... he doesn't remember telling me the love you part, probably b/c of exactly how I handled it last time.

I'm not angry at you or Sunglasses. Idk if you got my letter, but like I said, in it, I can't really stay mad that you chose how you did. And it's been covered.

For everyone BUT HIM. He hasn't lived it! And it's like the part of him that's still MetaCrisis is in him.

And I want to tear my hair out.

Which is a worse idea than snogging b/c a stone scalp would look extra awful.

I don't

Whatever I do is risky. I cannot say the same or I hurt Martha and Jack. And h8 myself.

If he acts like it is so easy to say here because the risks are removed, it undermines everything, and makes me want to cry. Haha.

If I give him back the phone, will you find the right words for me, please? Or is this something I need to do myself?

[spacepeterpan]

[She still has so many ideas of varying degrees of accuracy, some just churning through her head as though she's texting aloud to herself, others that he really doesn't want to invest the time and/or heartsache in correcting; so instead, he's going to stick to his policy up to this point, listening and cherrypicking the most important and least hurtful ones to address. Although he does have to envy his older self's matter-of-fact, do-the-thing-and-move-on quality, just a little bit. After four-hundred years, he still can't just bring himself to not get invested, even when he tells himself he's keeping out of it.

Since she's texting, though, he replies in kind--texting like he talks, quickly.]

Can't really tell you what he's thinking or what he knows, at this point, we're too far out of sync, well, not unless I looked in his head, but if you want to know what the Doctor remembers, I'd say you can find out a bit more directly than asking ME.

I got your letter, of course I did, not sure what I can say to help, there's a lot there, and I suppose the real answer's that you'll have to work out what you actually want, what's most important to you, those questions I can't really answer for you. You're talking about your friends; none of them wants to hurt you any more than you want to hurt them, not a doubt in my hearts you can find a way to sort it all out, IF you're committed to that, and I think you know that, as well.

And you also know I can't just say a magic word and make everything better, I'm not in his head, blimey, I couldn't even do that back when it was MY head. I can have a chat with him at some point, probably best to hold off a tick, if I just stroll into the middle of things, it'll seem a trap, but I'm absolutely certain you can handle it, Rose.

Here's a suggestion, though, call it a crash course in rhetoric, if you like. If it's not been working so well to do things the usual way, try something unusual, maybe some calm, a bit of perspective, if you've got to discuss something awkward, try to couch it in something else that's more soothing. Nobody likes to hear they've hurt you, well, nobody you'd call a friend, but it comes across a lot nicer if you say it's your own failing. Always takes two to make a fight, but it's more important to minimize the damage than to lay every single feeling out to be seen, something I had to learn from you lot.

We do the best we can with what we've got.

I'll be here, if you need me.

[bigbadrose]

[Cheater. Cheater cheater cheater coward -- okay all these things are just because she's feeling them about herself, and she doesn't know why she thought there would be a way to cheat code her way through this one, it's not like there was for anything else, but...]

[Maybe she's wrong. Maybe he did just ... what exactly? Bump his head and selectively remove very specific portions of his memories?]

[No.]

I'm not going to tell him he hurt me!

And OF COURSE I'm committed to making things better for my friends!

[Just scared to death of failing. She was already far from living up to expectations. Make him better? She seemed to be making him worse. Or was it just timing?]

[But she's not about to lay that on him at this point.]

I'm not trying to fight with him!

[Rassilon's eyes, what did he think of her?!]

I just hoped you could tell me

[What is she thinking? Is she really trying to take relationship advice from the Doctor? EVEN FOR HIMSELF, he clearly hasn't the faintest idea.]

Never mind. Thank you Doctor, I'll do my best.

[By running away!!!!]