But I grow old and I forget your name

WOrdcount: 303
Verse: Beyond The Rift
Notes: Written because I wanted to and I said that I would try and Write Dusty. Yes, I cheated and no, I don't care.

( in which Dusty and Theta are sweet )

One day, he thinks to himself, he’s going to understand what it’s like to know something constant, to be assured of where he is sleeping that night, what the ground will feel like underneath his feet.

He dreams of a time like this, a point in his existence where such a thing is found in something besides muddled fancies that don’t even properly portray it. His mind simply doesn’t know how but it tries, it tries so very hard.

There’s a house and he’s supposed to go inside it. There are going to be people there, probably nice ones, and they’ll smile and welcome him with open arms. Questions will be asked; things about his likes and dislikes, all the things he’s capable of, that sort of business. Eventually someone will say something about how tiring the trip must have been for him and if he would like a nap.

He’ll nod and sometimes, when things are good, he’ll smile for them.
( But he doesn’t want this. Not in this house and not in any. )

Word Count: 550
Verse: Seperationverse (early)

They tell him everything.

They tell him of the man he used to be, tell him of the countless crimes he's committed, tell him of the people he's harmed, the things he's done. They spare him no details and they make sure he listens, make sure that yes, he remembers everything.

They say that he needs to know, should be aware of what he's defending, of what he's trying to save.

Because yes, to them Koschei isn't a 'he' at all, he is a thing, a possession that's escaped their grasp.

Theta shakes his head, says that it's not true, it's not right. He mutters and pleads and tells them that they have it wrong, that Koschei couldn't be the man they're talking about.

They laugh, a cruel sound, not soft, not quiet and comforting like a laugh should be. They laugh and his stomach churns because they don't let him believe, they force the images into his mind whether he wants them or not.

But he insists even then, tells them that he can't be this man, this Master of so many terrible things and if he was, that's all it is, a 'was' a 'has been'. It's not life, it's not the way things are now.

Koschei is good, he insists, Koschei is always good.

They shake their heads and correct him, reminding him that here, the man is only known as Soldier.


Word Count: 225
Prompt: Judgement
Verse: A Crime To Be Forgiven (Boomverse)

Thirteen things about you that you wish were true, but aren't.

1. I know where I am.
2. I know who I am.
3. I always remember his name. Always.
4. When I start walking, I know where I'm going.
5. When I get somewhere, it's the place I meant to be.
6. I can make tea, wonderful tea. The very best tea.
7. I look at the console and I know what to do.
8. Ten-zero-eleven-zero-zero by zero-two from galactic zero centre is more than a string of numbers to me.
9. I have an answer when someone asks me a question and it's the right one.
10. I only go anywhere when I want to.
11. I have no reason to be afraid of the dark.
12. If we ever meet again, the Doctor will be happy to see me.
13. I am an asset to someone.


Ten questions you will never ask (well, when he remembers not to ask them).

1. "Can we visit the Doctor today?"
2. "Can we visit home?"
3. "What ever happened to ten-zero-eleven-zero-zero by zero-two from galactic zero centre?"
4. "Will you teach me to fly her sometime?"
5. "What do you dream about?"
6. "Where do those scars come from?"
7. "Is it always going to be there, that thing in your head?"
8. "Do I have to leave? Can I just stay with you, stay and see the stars and be here with you? Please?"
9. "What did you say your name was?"
10. "Can you fix me? Pleasepleaseplease? Can you make me better?".

Word Count: ...It's small, okay?
Verse: Memento Mori
Notes: ....This should really be tilted 'A Nice List Of Some of Theta's Issues'. However, I decided not to do that because I feel it would be mean.

He wakes up but it's only from a dream. His mind is still bleary and he snuggles into his pillows, trying to hold onto the images that danced in his mind.

It was pretty, so very pretty. Suns, two suns glowing against an orange sky and such red grass. He wanted to sit in it, to feel it between his fingers and watch as silver leaves fell from the trees. With the reflections of the sky, they looked like dancing balls of firelight, like some little spirits come around to visit him and play.

It was his favorite place to go when he dreamt.

And he tells Koschei about it, mumbles his memories in a tone that clearly says he's half asleep and he doesn't know what he's saying, doesn't realize that it pulls a reaction from the other but he can't help but tell him.

It was just so lovely, he had to share.

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Word Count: 755
Verse: Memento Mori

It's the first thing he's ever been really sure of.

She's upset when he tells her that he's leaving but, and he notes this with a quiet sadness in his heart, she doesn't seem surprised. Maybe she expected it, maybe she thought he really was like the Doctor, that he could pick up and leave so easily. Oh but she would be wrong because he doesn't want to leave her, not at all.

However, he also knows that this is best, this is what has to be done so Rose Tyler can be brilliant. She doesn't need anyone weighing her down, especially anyone like him.

He'll find his own way maybe, but even if he doesn't, he has complete faith that she'll find hers.
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Word Count: 909
Verse: Technically Memento Mori but it takes you through a little bit of Elevenverse too.