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 Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 11:08 pm
"I can hear it sometimes, whispering. When its in a good mood, I can work on it for hours," she said quietly, "is that strange? I mean, it's just a machine right?"
She placed her hands in her pockets and looked at the Doctor. "Either way, it can't stay here. Sooner or later someone will find it and try to finish it..."
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 11:33 pm
He shook his head, "Yes your right." It did amaze him that she could hear it but only he could tell what it was saying. Even when his touch went upon it. The machine changed the way it moved and talked immediatly. It knew that a Time Lord was there to nourish it.
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Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2010 12:20 pm
Aven noted how the sporadic crackling of her Time Streamer seemed to calm down at his touch. The engine purred and she heard faint whispers though the words were beyond her.
"It likes you," she said just the tiniest bit jealous, after all, she had created the engine and it always acted sporadically with her, "is that a Time Lord thing? Everything time-ish automatically likes you?"
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Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2010 4:48 pm
A small smile came to his face "Well a little, but I'm a Time Lord. It's in the name I rule and control time. When something time related is near or is touched by me and speaks to me and well you get the idea." he said while looking at the Time Streamer fondly.
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Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2010 5:28 pm
"Well she's yours now..." Aven smiled as she undid the anchoring bolts connecting the machine to the computers nearby. "What is it saying?"
Her green eyes observing how he seemed to care for the machine.
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Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2010 6:53 pm
"Things that your not ready to know." he said as his eye's saddened.
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Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2010 7:05 pm
Aven tilted her head. He seemed saddened but she refused to let him sink into a funk.
"Whatever you say sensei," she smiled, "we'll have plenty of time for you to teach me."
With a few clicks of a button the engine retracted and closed into a compact cylindrical shape the length and size of a rocket launcher. She lifted the metal tube and placed it in his arms.
"Now lets go before anyone comes looking for me."
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Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2010 7:19 pm
He nodded and walked over to the Tardis with the time streamer and walked down the stairs looking for a safe and nice place to put it.
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Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2010 8:21 pm
Aven smiled as the Doctor went to put away her baby. She'd been about to follow him when the door to her lab slammed open. An elderly man flanked by two executives in a suit burst in.
"AVEN!" he said looking as if he'd seen a ghost before running in and grabbing her by the shoulders. "You... you know you're not supposed to leave the city without an escort! YOU DID NOT HAVE PERMISSION TO LEAVE!"
She cringed as her father continued yelling at her.
"WHERE WERE YOU?!"
"Um... traveling that's all..."
"Do you have ANY idea how far behind schedule you've put us?!"
"Um... no...?" she replied meekly.
"A WEEK!" one of the executives barked.
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Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2010 8:41 pm
The Doctor popped out of the police box and looked at them all. So this must be her father. Ugly fellow, ugly and fat....
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Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2010 8:58 pm
"YOU!" one of the lackeys pointed at the Doctor, "That's the man! Guards! Arrest that man!"
Aven quickly stepped in their way.
"It's fine! He's... not important," she stammered.
"Fine?! He's the man in the security camera footage! The one who kidnapped you!" the same exec scowled.
"That man is going to jail for a long time," her father stated with a frown.
"I said leave it!" she barked back glaring at them all, "or you'll not see me lift so much as a pen for your research."
The trio looked at her as if she'd sprouted fangs.
"Yes... quite..." her father said smoothing non-existent wrinkles from his sleeve. "I suppose... we could overlook that. Provided he leaves the premises immediately and doesn't show his face here again."
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Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2010 9:40 pm
The Doctor shrugged "Well that's all up to Aven, after all I'm just her ride" he said while crossing his arms and leaned against the Tardis.
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Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2010 9:56 pm
"Miss Aven is quite finished with her travels. You are dismissed," the exec stated coldly and quite suddenly grabbed Aven's arm. She jerked back and got free but not before a metal strap had been locked into place around her wrist.
Aven winced and grabbed at it as if it hurt. "Take it off!"
"You were warned dear," her father said in a bored tone, "this time it stays on until you've finished your work... that is provided you behave."
"GET IT OFF!" she yelled clawing at her arm.
"That does not constitute as behaving..."
Aven gritted her teeth and stopped though she trembled. It felt as though something cold had clamped onto her brain.
"There's a good girl. Just let the suppressor do its job and it will be off in no time," he smiled as if he were praising a pet. "The biochem lab needs your input. The samples have been maturing during your absence..."
"The board expects your findings. Now," an exec finished.
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Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2010 10:17 pm
The Doctor walked up to them and gave them a cold glare. "I'm only giving you one chance. Take it off of her."
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Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2010 10:30 pm
"I don't believe I caught your name," her father stated studying his cuff-links completely unfazed. "Regardless, that is what is known as an empty threat. What do you propose to do if we refuse? Go to the police? Scotland Yard?"
The man one of the execs smiled at the Doctor as if he'd just stated something highly amusing. "As for Torchwood? Well, they provided us with it didn't they?"
"Don't worry, she is no pain. Are you dear?"
Aven's hands shook. "No, it... it doesn't hurt..." she replied.
"You see? It simply makes her docile... easier to handle if you will," her father stated before shooing him away. "Come now pet, lets go to the Bio lab."
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