darkgathersin: ([MM 1.1] This isn't very good)
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Word Coun: 256
Verse: Memento Mori
darkgathersin: ([MM 1.1] Lean forward smile)
Ten of your favorite things:
(In no particular order)

1. Tea.
2. The sound of the TARDIS singing.
3. Days when I don't need my book that often.
4. Stories, especially ones that are told by friends.
5. Pictures.
6. Hugs, especially from people who don't normally give them.
7. Music. Any kind of music.
8. Someone smiling because of something I've done.
9. Friends.
10. Coming back from the dark and not being alone.
darkgathersin: ([MM 1.1]: Shadows)
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.
darkgathersin: ([MM 1.1] Default)
I've never seen anyone fly a ship the way he does. I've seen the Doctor fly and he loves his ship, he truly does, but him? It's different with him. It's soothing. I think I rather like it.

Got lost in the ship TARDIS, it was fascinating! I should do it again sometime soon.

You know, I'm not actually sure he sleeps.

On occasion things come back to me, things like the Doctor and Donna Noble, or Rose Tyler. I remember the Daleks, I remember how the Doctor (the first one, not the second one...No, no that's no right the Tenth one and the one after that) how he thought it best I go with her. Then it's gone again, then all of it's gone and I look back here and read what I've forgotten.

Turns out I was wrong, he sleeps, just not anywhere I've ever seen before. It looks quite nice in there though. One day I might go in. [scrawled next to it in rushed handwriting] Don't forget where it is. Maps, you should really draw a map.
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Word Count: 644
Verse: Memento Mori
darkgathersin: ([MM 1.1] Trying to remember)
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
darkgathersin: ([MM  1.1] Glasses)
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.
darkgathersin: ([MM 1.1] Smile!)
Theta.

Theta.

Theta.

T-h-e-t-a. 

No matter how many times he writes it, a part of him can't believe it's his.  It seems unusual, illogical even, that someone would do such a thing, give him a name.  Surely he would forget it, go back to being nameless, to being the not-quite-Doctor or that simple, suitable 'you' that people use so often.  A name all his own is something he simply can't quite manage to grasp.

But there it is, written so many different ways and repeated softly to himself as he tastes the word on his lips.  Theta.

It's the name Koschei thinks is good enough for him, it's the name he thinks he deserves and it almost feels right in his mind.  Almost. 

There are still ties to him, the Doctor, hidden within that name, but he can pretend it's his own.  After writing it over and over, it becomes easier and when he says it there's a fluidity to his voice, as if he didn't have to think at all.

However, it's not until Koschei uses it again, says his name softly while an awkward hand moves to rest on his shoulder for just a moment, that Theta turns to him and smiles.


Word count: 205
Verse: Memento Mori

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