“Well, I’m not Doctor, but…” He began to walk past Calum, and as he did so he gently tapped his nose. “…I’ve got a few tricks of my own. Now! Let’s figure out what the heck is going on in this dump, shall we?” The Time Lord stormed ahead, marching towards a no longer shadowed door at the other -

He’s around. Working, working, working.

“Good-oh.” He was lying. Dressing-up, eugh. But he understood the logic and mentally resigned himself to his incoming fate. Req watched Valerie doing her thing. It was obvious she really had the whole TARDIS thing figured out. Every move was calculated, every interaction seamlessly undertaken, -

“You’re kidding?” He somehow felt surprised despite the fact that such a thing sort of fitted the Doctor’s peculiar MO. But with a shrug, he brushed off his thoughts, and he resumed his fiddling. A few moments passed, and a small spark flicked out against Req. “Son of a….” Just as -

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#Queekisms I’ll be back at some point dw. Star Wars muse is kinda dominating rn.

Anyone ever told you that you’ve got an incredibly punchable face?

“You think with all the crap I’ve gotta be doing that I’m looking for a date?” He bitterly shook his head. Req had been here for hours at this point and his patience was wearing thinner than ever. “And I dunno! I just walked into her. I thought about askin’ but she somehow doesn’t strike me -

He couldn’t help but chuckle, but his sight never broke from the Angel. “Wasn’t me, kid. You can thank our friend here for the spectacle. I think I’ll call her Dorris.” Req then shrugged his shoulders. “The gimmick is simple. You look at it and it’ll stay still. The moment you ain’t? It’ll -

I care about the point. I don’t care about you. There’s a difference there, ‘buckaroo’. It’s called nuance.

“It’s just a machine.” His words were mumbled. Req didn’t really understand Valerie’s attachment with a Time Machine, but he found the whole dynamic increasingly endearing. As she asked where he wanted to go, he stumbled close and scratched his beard. “Hm.” He contemplated for a second.

#Queekisms Sorry for the lack of replies I was just thinking about how much I hate bi-regeneration for a few days straight.

An apple a day keeps anyone away if you throw it hard enough.

He cares about making his point. Not about height shenanigans. Smart ass.

Sometimes I feel so full of life. But more and more, I can feel the years. Looks like I’m just wearing a bit thin.

(Doesn’t give a fuck in old ass man.)

As her TARDIS came into clear view for the older man’s slightly wonky vision, he couldn’t help but feel just a little uneasy at the sight of what he suspected was THAT TARDIS. Surely it wasn’t…? Req couldn’t be entirely sure. He had never set foot in it before, but even in his universe -

Before he could even really make note of her genuine smile: Req found himself being dragged along behind Valerie. His old bones hated he. He hated it. How did he let this happen? “Relax, relax. I’m not in the business of bashing and abusing ships.” Most of the time.

“As interesting as an experiment between the lifespan of a Time Lord and a Weeping Angel might be: I really don’t wanna be the lab monkey for it.” He’s just stood there. Staring.

And in that split millisecond of time: The statue had clearly moved noticeably closer. Though its body, that of an angel covering her face, hadn’t changed. Req, who had turned to re-face the statue, couldn’t help but smirk. “That’s why.”

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“Alright, smart guy.” Req stopped looking at the statue, which was now only in Richie’s eyeshot. “Prove me wrong. Blink.”

In a staring contest with a statue.

“A break!?” He was a little offended at the implication he was tired despite the obvious fact that it was accurate. He grumbled and groaned, but relented. “Fine. Fine! One trip! That’s it! I don’t have the time to be messin’ around.”

Wanna bet on that?

we did everything right, everything that was asked of us and still it came to this.

In a staring contest with a statue.

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enough...I've endured enough...

#Queekisms Around for banter. Serious stuff tomorrow.

#Queekisms This will be in-character!

#Queekisms This will be in-character!

Act my age? What the fuck is that "act my age"? What do I care how old I am? The ocean is old as fuck, it will still drown your ass with vigor.

Napping.

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He just stares a little. Unfazed by the eyes. “No. YOU can take your TARDIS and I can keep doing my work.”

“Humans.” He followed Calum. The two pressed down something of a squat and relatively dark corridor which forced the old man to constantly bend slightly. He wouldn’t mention it aloud, but his back was in so much dam pain. Then something caught his eye. “Ey! Hold up.”

The next person who asks for a trip through time is getting thrown into a supernova.

there is no place for me other than the battlefield. to live as I please, and die a senseless death. that is who I am. not a mere man of flesh. war is part of my existence.

#Queekisms Today I’ve really gotta update and rework Req’s bio. It’s very basic compared to some of my other OC’s. And it’s a tad outta date. Once that’s done I’ll do my replies!

#Queekisms The fact that my best doctor who edit is the one with the alvin and the chipmunks audio is slightly depressing.

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Fitting if you believe in that crap.

Well. Maybe we’ll find out one day. If I can just open a crack. But I’m hardly a scientist. I grew-up in the war.

#Queekisms I should say for clarity. Req is something of a patriot. He’s not dumb. He knows his people were flawed. But at the same time he’s kinda fallen for his own people’s propaganda about the nature of the war. They didn’t take the bullet for all of creation. They saw the -