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[~Phantasos~]

Chance
Age:21
Location: A bedroom in the Tardis
Mood:Sleepy and disoriented

Chance woke to the sound of knocking and sat up in confusion. "Come in." She called out of habit and stood up. She desperately wiped at her cheeks,trying to remove the traces of her tears and straightened her clothes.

[gallifrey falls.]

T h e A r t i s t
♡ 250 ♡ Sonic paintbrush ♡ sympathetic ♡
>> Art is a step from what is obvious and well-known toward what is arcane and concealed <<
~Khalil Gibran

She slowly pushed the door open are poked her around it. Her sonic paintbrush was still in her hands, and the Artist quickly slowed in behind her ear. She stepped around the half open door and looked at Chance through her stormy blue eyes.
"Are you quite alright? You sounded rather upset a moment ago." The Artist noticed traces of tears still on her face, as well as her red eyes. Though their species were greatly different, she felt a rush of sympathy for the young human in front of her. She couldn't imagine how difficult the girl found it to be amoung eight aliens on a strange ship in the middle of a terrible war-and only know one alien personally.
The Artist swung her legs slighky on the bed as she waited for the reply, her sun dress swishing slightly under her legs.

[.boot]

i think having them mentally linked is a good idea))

The ace

age;327 Mood;Curioustags;everyone

While the TARDIS was heading to the destination, he looked around. He always wanted to know what the core of the TARDIS looked like, but his father forbid it."Well, Father isn't here right now, is he?" he thought rebelliously. He wasn't really sure why his father forbid it, and that made him hesitate. When his curiosity got the best of him, he flipped open a tile on the bottom of the center module of the TARDIS and let out a gasp, followed by a cry of pain. The gap of the missing tile let out a light so bright, it threatened to burn out his eyes. The core's light wasn't just for show, the light itself was all the TARDIS' secrets, both the good and bad. In that half second of looking at the core was enough to cause Ace temporary pain. The knowledge, most if it was fusing with his brain, and got a glimpse of the past, future and present. All the good, bad, and life threatening encounters of the TARDIS. "All i wanted was to know everything about it.I'm sorry, Father" he thought before the memories overwhelmed him and he slipped into unconsciousness

i hope this isn't a little over dramatic. For some reason, i really wanted to make a long, good post.X3)

[~Phantasos~]

Chance
Age:21
Location: A bedroom in the Tardis

Chance blushed;a soft pink rushing forward to color her cheeks, with a gentle highlight of her facial features. "Oh no! How many others heard me?" she thought in quiet distress,but offered Artist a relaxed smile. "I'm fine,thank you for asking though. It was very kind of you." She replied quietly. A pained cry came from the main Tardis room and Chance ran from the room. She saw a Time Lord crumpled on the floor unconscious and hurried to his side. Falling to her knees at his side,she removed her jacket and gently tucked it under his head. With a small effort,she managed to roll him onto his side so he wouldn't choke. Her movements stilled as she hurriedly thought of anything else to help him.

[.boot]

The ace

age;327 Mood;Curioustags;everyone

Ace faded out of unconsciousness and saw someone next to him. IT was Chance, he moaned as he felt his head throbbing. He lifted him self up in the sitting position and put his fingers to his temples. " what.. Happened to me? Did the TARDIS crash?" He quickly looked around the TARDIS to see it safe, and In tact

[~Phantasos~]

Chance
Age:21
Location: Main room in the Tardis
Mood:Concerned

"I don't know what happened,I just heard your cry of pain. The Tardis is fine." Chance murmured soothingly and gently pushed him back down. "Rest for a moment." She commanded softly as she studied his pupils for any abnormal dilation. Her eyes darted over his head for any injuries from his fall,before relaxing when she found none. "How do you feel? Can I get you anything?" She inquired in a caring tone.

[AlaskanAlpaca]

TheVoyager

Age: 250 ~ Tags: Everyone. ~ Equipment:Sonic Screwdriver, First Aid and Sewing kits. ~Mood: Awkward

As soon as he realized what was going on, The Voyager scrambled to his feet and raced over to where The Ace and Chance we're. He carefully replaced the tile onto the core without looking inside. Then he knelt down beside Chance. "What were you thinking, Ace?" He asked the other time lord calmly. "Weren't you told never to look into the core?" The Voyager shook his head with a grin. "Don't worry, I understand. I've always wanted to look in the core myself, but this has definitely put me off doing that." He really didn't know what to do in a situation such as this. He knew looking into the core could be fatal for humans, but he didn't know what exactly it did to time lords. He had heard many stories about time lords who looked into the core of their TARDISes, but none of them had the same symptoms. One lost his mind to insanity, another blew up, and still another learned the secrets of the universe. All The Voyager knew was that it was something he never wanted to do.

[gallifrey falls.]

T h e A r t i s t
♡ 250 ♡ Sonic paintbrush ♡ sympathetic ♡
>> Art is a step from what is obvious and well-known toward what is arcane and concealed <<
~Khalil Gibran

The Artist had run after Chance as she left, having also heard the commotion in the control room. She arrived to see the Voyager and Chance crowded around Ace, who didn't look very good. The tile opening to the TARDIS' core still hung slightly open, and she shut it quickly, realizing what must have happened.
Kneeling down beside the others, she gently felt Ace's forehead, not necessarily knowing what to do, but she did know it was important to stay calm. He seemed alright, save for temporary blindness that would wear off soon. Agitatedly, she told this to the others. "I can't seem to find anything wrong with him, other than blindness, but that won't last more than 10 or so minutes. He was lucky he blacked out so quickly, Eyes of Harmony can permanently blind someone or even kill them.." She knew she babbling, but the Artist was rather worried. "I don't really know much in the medical area of Time Lords, having never gone to the Academy or having much interest in it..hopefully he isn't too badly injured since there's really nothing we can do. Unless the TARDIS has something?"
To keep herself busy, the Artist began looking in various compartments below the main consul, before looking back up at the others. "Sorry if I'm being flighty or silly..I'm just nervous about already sustaining an injury before we even got off Gallifrey!"
Pull yourself together! She scolded herself. You can't act so idiotic whenever something like this happens..

[ivory.]

T ʜ ᴇ | W ʀ ɪ ᴛ ᴇ ʀ
Age;200
Sonic;Toothpick
Feels; A wee bit on the grumpy side

Writer smiled.
Nodding she set her books and Journals on the control panel. "The lady... I like that name, I think it suits you. It IS a Pleasure to meet you." She smiled. Thinking more about Galifrey, she pondered what would happen next. I mean, their enemy was just as powerful, maybe even MORE powerful than the timelords themselves. Snapping out of her daze she locked eyes with The lady.

[ - So sorry my posts aren't as high quality that I'd like them to be ;A; Darn wondering mind that can't think -.- - ]

ｔｈｅ ｌａｄｙ
sonic; goggles
age; 316

tags; writer
mood; lightening
thoughts; "okay, she
seems nice."

-
She nodded back politely. "As does yours... evidently," she laughed, gesturing to the books being piled up
on the console. "No, no, the pleasure is all mine." she said, mocking a rich male's accent and giving a
brief curtsy. She turned a little, leaning against a rail, and listened in to a few sentences of one of the
other timelord's stories. She turned back to the Writer, now intrigued. "What's your story? Do... or did you..
have any family?" She asked softly, knowing it could be a touchy subject for a lot of Gallifreyans now. It
seemed everybody had lost someone, or even a lot of people, who they held close. She just hoped to god
there would be someone to clean up afterwards... could the Daleks really fell such a beautiful planet? No.
Of course not. The high council had to have something up their sleeves. She looked at the floor
distractedly.

sorry for lateness }}

Midna?^^ }}

[~Phantasos~]

Chance
Age:21
Location:Main room in the Tardis
Mood:Unknown

Chance slipped away quietly,believing Ace would be better benefited being cared for by his own kind. "After all,what would a human know about caring for a Time Lord?"She thought to herself and sighed softly. Reaching the stairs,she settled on the bottom step and watched Artist and Voyager care for Ace. A shocked cry came from her mouth as the Tardis suddenly pitched sideways,and she was thrown against one of the walls. Her head snapped back against the wall with a sickening crack as the Tardis tilted sharply again. The room began to spin at a dizzying speed and Chance's eyes fluttered shut. The Tardis whirred erratically before hitting something hard and stilled.