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Oh yes, this was marvelous.

The very last thing he remembered with clear and sound mind was Rose's lips-- Rose's beautiful warm, human lips against his. So plump and beautiful. Why had he been kissing her...? Ah, that's right.

Bad Wolf.

She had absorbed all of the power of the Time Vortex-- Stared right into the heart of the TARDIS. Wonderful, clever things they were, his Rose and his TARDIS, doing anything to save him. But they'd done more than save him. 

They'd made him a god.

He wasn't burning, he wasn't dying. He was holding the Time Vortex within his body and... Oh, this was brilliant. He could change anything he wished.

I am the Bad Wolf.

Dimly, he heard Rose called for him, and he grinned as his eyes flashed gold. "Ah yes, Rose, I'm... I'm perfectly fine."

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The last thing she remembered was saving him. She opened the heart of the TARDIS and the TARDIS song to her. Her songs were like a fading dream and Rose had no idea what she saw. She awoke in her bedroom in the TARDIS, giving a loud groan as she had a horrid headache. 

"—Blimey, what in the ‘ell happened?" she mumbled to herself. rose paused to listen to her surroundings. Was the Doctor throwing things? Rose quirked her brow and sighed. He was probably just upset they were out of tea. 

Rose rolled out of bed with another little groan. She quickly grabbed the first pair of jeans she found and slipped them on over her hoodie she slept in, having decided to shower later. Rose silently slipped out of her room to head to the control room.

"Doctor? You alright in there?" she called as she continued to walk over.

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My muse is going to sacrifice herself/himself for greater good. Your muse's thoughts or reaction about this?

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Three hours.

That's all it took for his life to flip completely upside down.

He'd promised Rose he'd be back soon, this being his day off which meant the she'd like to spend it with him as she usually did. But, he had to go off and pick up a few things, run a few errands... And be alone for a while.

Rose was... Rose was wonderful. Perhaps the most amazing thing in his life if he'd ever admit to it. After he'd lost everything he'd ever loved, nineteen year-old Rose Tyler was his second chance. But sometimes, he needed to be alone... Mostly to brood on how he didn't deserve her. She should be off with young, pretty boys who could show her a good time. Not wasting her time hanging about with an old fool like him.

Stupid, stupid, daft old man.

If only he'd been there.

But he wasn't. Which led to him opening the door, calling for his housemate, and finding her in the last place he ever expected.

Sprawled out on the ground, eyes glassy and unseeing... Skin so pale it was nearly white. And the blood-- The blood was everywhere. Soaking into their carpet and into her bottle blonde hair, fanned out from her face still in such delicate curls, now stained a ghastly red. And it stained her shirt, too-- That stupid Union Jack t-shirt he'd teased her about just this morning.

"Rose--!"

Instantly he fell to his knees, gathering the teenage girl into his arms and trying to shake her. But he knew she was gone-- He'd seen it before. Countless times. But this was his Rose... His precious Rose... Barely into the world.

And she was gone.

His eyes shot up, realizing he wasn't alone in the room, meeting the eye of another man... Whose lips were stained red with blood.

              Rose's blood.

"What have you done?" He hissed, voice eerily calm, with a shake beneath it, ready to explode.

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Another one dead. 

She held his gaze, brave even through paralysing terror, as he walked towards her.

Hal wiped the blood from his mouth, leaving a long red smudge on his sleeve. That was the third one this month. 

His eyes flashed black, lips curling back to reveal a set of sharp fangs - he hissed in anticipatory hunger as he grabbed her by the shoulders.

He was trying to stop, really he was. The nightmares were becoming more vivid, more frequent… guilt gnawed at his bones and insides like a dull background hum every day now.

She let out a whimper as he shoved her back against the wall, one hand fisting in her hair to pull her head to the side. Even now she was trying to reason with him, but her words were drowned out by the steady thrum of rushing blood at her pulse point.

This was the last one, he promised himself. The last proper kill - from now on, it was the blood bank or nothing.

"No— no, please—" He grinned and reared his head, going in for the kill. His teeth slid past her skin like a knife through butter.

He’d wean himself off slowly, until he didn’t need the blood any more. If anything, so that he wouldn’t have to clean up yet another dead body - it was such hard work.

“DOCTOR!!”

Hal regarded the blonde’s prone form, what little blood that remained pooling around her and soaking into her clothes and hair, sightless eyes staring at a spot on the ceiling. 

He had a feeling this one was going to haunt him. 

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guys i have a Verses page now!

come plot with me~

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"How d'ya know who I am?"

            "Who are ya?"

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   "Oi. I do not smell trees, Rose Tyler."

[ Checking through the newspaper, he realized the mistake he'd made. ]

         "We're ten years off from where I wanted t' be."

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"How should I know? You’re the one wh can tell what planet we’re on by smeillin’ a tree."

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Has this been done or

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[ The Doctor snatched back the vial, regarding the man before him. ]

           "Mind tellin' me what you're starin' at, pretty boy?"

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[ Oh, this was bad. Very very bad. ]

—Ah, s-sorry about tha’. ‘s jus’…

[ Honestly, he has no idea what he’s supposed to say. ]

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"Jack, now's not the time the be blatherin' on about drinks." The Doctor couldn't help the small smile that pulled at his lips, "How's this-- We get this cube back where it belongs, then I'll consider lettin' ya buy me a drink."

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"Aw. Doc ya still don’t trust me?" He chuckled, setting the glass cube down. "Ya know.. I still owe you that drink~"

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"Ya wouldn't even understand if I told ya, Rose Tyler."

            "--Now, put it down before ya implode a planet."

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okay guys, that's in on the greeter post front for now. i'll reply to them in a bit-- gotta get a page or so of an essay down.

toodles~

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              "Blimey-- What year is it?!"

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   "You've got all of ten seconds to tell me what you're doin' in my                             TARDIS."

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Send me an 'x' for our muses bumping into each other under a mistletoe.

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     "Hello--!"

         "Have ya perhaps seen a little green scaly thing lurkin' about out                 here? 'E seems to have gotten away from me..."

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"She needs to refuel." The Doctor answered gruffly, not bothering to look up at his companion. She might be sitting their with that frustrating tongue curled over her teeth like the minx she was.

The grin that he'd, foolishly, assumed had been just for him.

But apparently it was also for Adams and Jacks and whatever pretty young bloke might decide to catch her eye that moment. Humans. All the same. Driven by nothing but their hunger for sex. Jack was the prime example of that, with his dirty gaze all over his Rose Tyler.

His Rose Tyler?      Blimey, when had that happened?

"I was 'bout sure you would've gone with Jack." The Doctor managed, trying to hide the gruffness in his clipped tone, "With all your talk about dancin', thought ya'd want to do some."

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No matter how much the Doctor gloated about being a superior being that was far above such petty emotions as jealousy, the Time Lord had no problem stepping in and showing their new friend Captain Jack just who made the rules on the ship by dancing with Rose and pulling out his most impressive moves that surprised even her.  Back in that abandoned hospital, she’d have never thought he was capable of ‘the moves’.

For this reason, the Doctor was all too happy to oblige Jack’s request to head over to a 52nd century club.  Rose had taken one look at the designated driver and had declined Jack’s invitation to attend as well.  Besides, she’s never been one for that kind of scene.  Not since Jimmy Stone.

Sitting in the console room, she tossed a grey ball up in the air and caught it.  “So…where are we off to?  Boston Tea Party?”  She smiled.

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Send one to see how my muse reacts.

"There’s nowhere we can hide."

"Don’t get too close."

"Maybe I should kill myself."

"I’m not listening."

"No one can hurt you now."

"Who do you think you are?"

"You’re gonna catch a cold."

"I wish that you would just leave."

"I love the way you laugh."

"A little evil goes a long, long way."

"Drink the wine."

"Maybe we could stick around for one more drink."

"Here’s to us."

"The last few days have kicked my ass."

"Nothing lasts forever."

"I don’t know what went wrong."

"I don’t need you here."

"Did I fall asleep?"

"I will not die."

"I’ll wait here for you."

"I feel numb."

"Deal with it."

"I don’t care."

"I hate the way I love you."

"I have no regrets."

"I love you too much to hide you."

"I didn’t kill anybody."

"There is no God."

"All monsters are human."

"You look beautiful, but you don’t look fine."

"You’re a liar and a cheat."

"Why do you think I’m here?"

"Crap, are you pregnant?"

"This is just perfect."

"You’ve done enough already."

"Do you know about the box?"