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Pumpkin Carving
The Doctor is happily seated outside of his TARDIS carving a pumpkin, well he's seated there trying to think of an idea on what to put on his bright orange squash. He's enjoying the warm fall day in Central Park, his little parking spot will simply look amazing by the time the trees completely change over.
"Alright, now what should I carve you into? A Jack-o-Lantern face? Nah, you're going to look brilliant at Captain Jack's party."
"Alright, now what should I carve you into? A Jack-o-Lantern face? Nah, you're going to look brilliant at Captain Jack's party."
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Silence felt a bit awkward about telling him what had happened to her, though she wasn't against sharing the information. Especially from what she sensed about the man in front of her, he seemed like one of those people that wanted to help others. She could tell he wasn't human, and while she was a bit unsure of this Doctor name. She decided to show him, instead. "This may hurt a bit, and if so I'm sorry." She had hoped her instincts were right when it came to people.
Silence took him by the hand, before closing her eyes and letting time bend around her, causing them to go back in her time line. "Welcome to Cylerfraya.. Doctor. We're five billion years in the future during the time of the Utopian war, a struggle to create the dream that many both want and fear." they were standing on the planet itself. Looking at the city in front of them.
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While he's a bit unstable, then again most Doctors tend to be on the unstable side of life. He sat there, but then the woman took him by hand. This resulted in a surprised look from The Doctor, it's an even bigger surprised look when he's drug through Time and Space itself.
He grimaces at the rough trip. "Really, give me a better warning. We could of taken a bus." He gives his head a shake, to clear off the cobwebs from his brain. He listens to her, the mention of a war brings back haunting memories of the Time War with the Daleks. "It's because there's different views of what one's utopia is. It could be one of peace and it can be one of war." He says, as he stares at the city they're looking at.
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She turns around facing him directly, "Now, this is going to be the part that hurts. The military does hourly sweeps of the city scanning for potential spies. They take anyone that's not from here prisoner." She pauses a moment, then says, "trust me when I tell you that you don't want to be there prisoner."
Silence steps closer to the man in front of her, and says, "I'm sorry." Before, placing her hands on certain parts of his head, to alter certain parts of the brain some, then she pulls him close letting her forehead touch his, as she focuses her mind to see into his and adapt the various molecules and DNA to that of the inhabitants on Cylerfraya.
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The Doctor's about to stuff his hands into his pockets, one of his favorite things to do when he's listening. He raises an eyebrow a little, he then sighs. "The idea of utopia to be brought together by war. You can't have peace without the other sadly."
Hurt!? The Doctor blinks once and then double blinks. "Okay, we might want to go back to Central Park. Janis? She's a parrot, she'll be looking for me again soon. Prisons? Oh, I got a wonderful relationship with those." His hands come out from his pockets, he waves them in the air and he's about to go pry her hands from his head but it's too late.
Oh, pain? She wasn't kidding as he fights back a scream, he's able to control himself. The idea of his entire body changing is frightening. He stands there, head in hand. "Even if you're Wibbly and very Wobbly, blimey!" He seems to complain, so much for the idea of being put in a prison.
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After a moment of collecting herself she looked at him a moment, and then said with a smile, "Shall we?"
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"I want my old hands back," The Doctor says, with a bit of protest in his voice. He then looks up at her. "Oh, you were saying?" The poor engrossed over different hands Doctor. He gets a very strange pins and needles from Silence, as if his hands went to sleep.
"Alright then, let's look around then!" The Doctor's sense of adventure has over taken the Time Lord. "Reapers are creatures you never want to come across, well you know that."
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