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lostwanderinghearts · 5 years

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It was difficult for Romana to explain just why she didn’t want them gone—what they meant to her, what they served to remind her of.

“Doctor, you don’t—know what they are, alright?” She told her, eyes shutting tight. Her voice remained loud, though, even if it broke halfway through, going quieter. “They remind me of a large part of my life, and I don’t want to forget about it, because then I’ll just—make the same mistakes that got me there in the first place.”

Clearing her throat, she tried not to think about it, tried to move past it all. But Romana slowly opened her eyes, her voice far more level now. “Twenty years, Doctor. Twenty years can’t be erased by regeneration energy.”

“I didn’t mean to! I regenerated, got chucked out over Earth and then she vanished.” The Doctor insisted, pouting. “I managed to find her again though eventually. Which is good, I was worried about her.”

The Doctor wasn’t expecting a huge amount of gratitude from Romana, but that reaction was the last thing she expected. She flinched away, the regeneration energy fading away quickly as she stared up in shock.

“I’m trying to help!” She replied, voice the same volume as Romana’s. “I have an extra set of regenerations, I’ve got energy to waste. And it’s not a waste if it’s to help you!” She insisted. “I’ve spent years mourning you, let me remove a few scars. Please, it’s the least I can do.”

#oops #romana ii; doctor #romana ii; thirteen #rainbcwhearts #very easy to be sarcastic;

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“You lost her?” Romana asked, turning towards the Doctor simply to let her see the look of disbelief that spread over her face. “Seems like you really haven’t changed much, managing to lose your TARDIS!”

The joking smile that was on her face began to fade, though, as the Doctor came closer to her. At first, she simply watched, frowning at the attention on the scars.

But then she felt regeneration energy surrounding it, something that made her yank her hand right back. Eyes wide, her mind ran wildly trying to find out why she would do that. “What are you doing?” She asked, voice just slightly louder than before.

“Do you know how irresponsible that is, Doctor? That’s just wasteful! If I needed them gone, I would’ve done it myself. Don’t you ever do something so... so stupid like that again, alright?”

“I did it.” She repeated. “I had to do it. If I didn’t then the Web of Time and the universe as a whole would’ve collapsed.” The Doctor explained as gently as she could. “You were’t there Romana. You didn’t see what the war became, what happened to our people. We started out not wanting to interfere and ended up obsessed with war. It was horrific.”

It was something the Doctor still saw every time she closed her eyes. It was something she heard in every moment of silence. Each time she regenerated she was foolish enough to believe the nightmares would go away. And whilst in this body they were much better than they had been, they still stuck around.

The Doctor didn’t say a word as she led Romana through the building to the TARDIS. She opened the door and let Romana in, knowing it would be a bit of a shock. “She’s had a make over.” The woman said gently. “She’s changed almost as many times as I have.”

#romana ii; doctor #romana ii; thirteen #rainbcwhearts #very easy to be sarcastic;

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That conformation was really all that Romana needed. She doubted that someone else would replicate the Doctor in such a way—until, of course, she mentioned both apologizing and missing her.

Her relationship with the Doctor—the one that she knew, at least—didn’t often include them apologizing. Truthfully, she liked to believe that she could tell things like that from things that the Doctor said instead, but Romana wasn’t quite used to such a forward statement like that. Not from her.

“Well, I would ask you why you didn’t expect to see me again, but you seem like the kind of person who’d tell me without thinking of what it could mean,” Romana half-joked. “I would also say that I missed you too, but you’re also back at the TARDIS—I saw you a few moments ago, really.”

closed starter for @rainbcwhearts

Romana, truthfully, had a difficult time adjusting to her life as it was—with the Doctor, that was. Of course, she knew what she was getting into. As soon as she discovered that she was going to be helping him out on his mission, she decided that it would be best to learn everything about him that she could.

Yet, the Doctor was unpredictable—far more so than she could’ve ever imagined, no matter how many times people told her just that. That was why she supposed that it was a good choice for her own first mission—she had to learn how to deal with people like him.

She certainly needed her breaks, though. They had been traveling for a long time—well, it seemed like so long for her, but she was still a relatively younger Time Lord—and yet she still wasn’t exactly used to his antics. That was why she tended to stay within the console on the few days that the Doctor actually slept. Even if the TARDIS never properly talked back to her, K-9 did, and that was better than trying to do idle work by herself.

Eventually, though, that too became rather boring. That was what led to her own trips—every now and then, she would convince the TARDIS to let her fly somewhere. It was never far, but it was something, and that was all that Romana could ask for.

This time, she found herself wandering Earth—the Doctor takes about it so often, she figured that it may be interesting to walk around without a sense of doom lingering over her.

It was rather cold, she noted, looking around at the people walking the streets. Late, too, really.

She found herself wanting to have a proper Earth experience, one that she could enjoy.

That was why she found herself just briefly tapping on the shoulder of a stranger. “Excuse me—miss?” She asked, paying no attention to the way that the other seemed just slightly off.

“I’m in town with my—mates. New here, I suppose. I wanted to ask you about some directions.”

#romana i; doctor #romana i; thirteen #willing to be impressed;#rainbcwhearts

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lostwanderinghearts · 5 years

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Halloween starters!

Send a symbol for a starter for our muses!

Please specify a muse if one or the other is a multimuse blog :)

tame

🎃 - your muse and mine go trick-or-treating

🔮 - your muse and mine visit a fortune-teller (outcome up to muns!)

🌩️ - your muse and mine stay in as a storm kicks up

🍿 - your muse and mine watch a scary movie together

🕸️ - your muse and mine go to a pumpkin patch

spooky

🦇 - your muse and mine are a vampire and their prey (can be real or pretend)

👻 - your muse and mine get creeped out by a ghost

🕯️ - your muse and mine tell each other scary stories

🗡️ - your muse and/or mine get chased by a monster/killer (both can be chased or one can be the chaser!)

👽 - your muse and mine see / get abducted by a UFO

smutty

🍬 - your muse and mine stay home handing out candy, getting frisky between knocks at the door

⚰️ - your muse and mine have a romantic interlude in a graveyard

🏚️ - your muse and mine go to a haunted house, and one is turned-on by how the other clings to them when they’re scared

🍭 - your muse and mine use the leftover candy for some festive food play

😈 - your muse and/or mine make a deal with a horny demon

#memes;#ask memes;#bls just #dont send the smutty ones lmao #unless we’re close i #prefer to.... not start in the middle of a nsfw scene

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lostwanderinghearts · 5 years

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“I didn’t say that,” she told him, even if it caused her smile to just barely widen. “You certainly look older, though, don’t you? Younger, actually, if we’re going by everything but your eyes. Spent so much time traveling with people younger than you that now you want to look the same, hmm?”

When he said that, though, a small laugh came out of her. “Oh, I think that burned is me being nice, Doctor. I’ve only regenerated a bit,” Romana spoke, looking rather proud with that. “And here you are, probably—five, six regenerations down the road, I’m guessing.”

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“This form does seem softer than my others,” Romana just barely joked, letting out the smallest laughter. “Besides, you’ve changed a lot since I last saw you on Etra Prime. Didn’t want you getting all careful around me.”

Her smile widened at his next words, even if she kept herself rather composed. “I might take you up on that,” she half-joked, even if she was truly serious about that. “Because you’re stuck with me, too. Even if you’ve burned through so many faces.”

He’d spent enough time around the likes of River and Amy to know when to keep his mouth shut; he’d judged that this was one such occasion where his prattling would end with a smack or an annoyed Romana glaring at him. Best not to comment on her own judgment. The polite silence was alright, he supposed, given how lovely his smile was. “I’ve gotten old, is what you’re saying.” And if she wasn’t? Well, probably best that she accept it sooner rather than later anyway.

His face scrunched up at the terminology used, look somewhere between genuine and completely false offence. “I wouldn’t say burned. There were a few shootings in there. A radiation dump…” a shrug of his shoulder, smile creeping back onto his face, “Knowing your luck, though, you’ll be stuck with this particular face for a while yet. I’m not quite done with it yet!”

#years pass;#romana; 11 #romana; doctor #mycompromise #im sorry for such a wait!

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Oh, that really didn’t help him decipher just what the other thought of him. It did, however, cause him to pause, unable to help the shocked look that spread across his face for a moment or two.

“The Doctor?” The Master repeated, eyebrows just barely furrowing. If she was telling the truth, then the Doctor had a daughter, which truly wasn’t something that he thought would ever happen. Not again.

“That doesn’t surprise me—he’s always vague when it comes to his stories, hmm? Especially with someone like me. He probably goes on and on about morals.”

Jenny came up and started poking the Master's shoulder. "'Cuse me, are you the Master my dad talks about?"

“That depends,” the Master responded almost instantly, rather used to people doing things like that—mostly having to do with some type of revenge, if he was being honest. Turning around to face her, he began to speak up once more. “Who’s your dad?” The question was, of course, a natural one—one which he mostly asked to make sure that the person he faced wouldn’t try to punch him.

#master;#simm;#kiiteiru

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“I’m never going to give you the password,” she responded almost instantly, eyes narrowed. Of course, she was used to dealing with the Doctor—they had only met a few times, that was true, but it was enough for her to be wary—to never underestimate her.

Ignoring the way that her hearts were beating within her chest, Romana did her best to push past it, taking in a deep breath. “I hope you realize that this isn’t going to work. How many plans have come before this, hm? And how many have succeeded?”

“don’t you look so pretty tied in ropes.” the Doctor says, a cruel smile on her lips. “Your Majesty, you are intruding on things you should not be intruding on.” the device in the middle of the room is beeping rapidly, indicating the time is almost up, but yet the MASTER is nowhere to be found. Her adversary was nowhere to be found. Perhaps she would finally get away with this. Approaching Romana, the Doctor puts a finger underneath her chin. “Just give me the password for the TARDIS room. Give it TO ME AND I’LL LET YOU LIVE.”

@lostwanderinghearts GETS DARK!DOCTOR

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If anything, the Doctor’s tone only fueled her further—she found that this regeneration truly was more of a hothead—Romana has gone through a lot, over the years. Just barely, she found a hand clasping around her wrist—feeling the indents and scars still left over from years of handcuffs being secured onto them.

She didn’t need to be babied, that was ridiculous. A piece of herself reminded her that the Doctor truthfully did have good reasons for what she did, but her mind was clouded with loss and shock. That small bit of her mind, though, was what held her back from going off—at least, not yet.

When they got to the TARDIS, Romana couldn’t help the grin that spread onto her face. “Oh, she looks amazing,” she spoke, voice rather soft at that—it took her a second before she spoke, though, just barely disappointed that the familiar interior wasn’t there—but the old girl truly did deserve some redecoration. “At least you didn’t keep her the same, all these years. I bet she likes a change every now and then.”

“I did it.” She repeated. “I had to do it. If I didn’t then the Web of Time and the universe as a whole would’ve collapsed.” The Doctor explained as gently as she could. “You were’t there Romana. You didn’t see what the war became, what happened to our people. We started out not wanting to interfere and ended up obsessed with war. It was horrific.”

It was something the Doctor still saw every time she closed her eyes. It was something she heard in every moment of silence. Each time she regenerated she was foolish enough to believe the nightmares would go away. And whilst in this body they were much better than they had been, they still stuck around.

The Doctor didn’t say a word as she led Romana through the building to the TARDIS. She opened the door and let Romana in, knowing it would be a bit of a shock. “She’s had a make over.” The woman said gently. “She’s changed almost as many times as I have.”

#me: tries to cut it down #me: fails #romana ii; doctor #romana ii; thirteen #very easy to be sarcastic;

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lostwanderinghearts · 5 years

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The Doctor never forget any of her friends. They each had their own compartments in her mind, their own little doors where every memory was stored. Some she didn’t visit as often as others. Romana she visited more than she wanted to admit.

She loved every version of the Time Lady. Loved her sweet bubbly energy in her second body of course, the one that matched her so well. But Romana’s first body held a special place in her hearts too. it was the first one she knew, the first one she fell in love with.

It was a quiet day in Sheffield. Yaz was had just started an evening shift, Ryan was playing video games and Graham was catching up on some gardening. Leaving the Doctor was nothing to do but wait for them.

She wandered about aimlessly, trying to entertain herself when she felt a tap on her shoulder. Whirling round, the Doctor knew the other was talking but nothing computed. That was impossible, she shouldn’t be here. She didn’t remember ever coming here. And yet here Romana was talking to her. The first Romana as well.

“I…” She started, for once completely lost for words before the Doctor managed to string a sentence together. “How are you here?” She asked, taking out her sonic and scanning Romana quickly. This absolutely shouldn’t be happening.

Even if Romana was able to easily pass off the others slightly odd appearance—she found that an awful lot of humans had weird fashion senses—the way that she reacted was certainly different. Something that Romana couldn’t just pass off.

“Well, I think that’s rather obvious. I took a—bus here, if you really must know,” she slightly joked, trying to remain hopeful that this stranger wasn’t someone who already knew her.

The sonic screwdriver within her hands instantly told Romana something, though. There was only one person who had one of them, really, it was something that she found was unique—truthfully, the Doctor would probably throw a fit if someone else tried to replicate.

“Doctor?” Her voice was just slightly astonished, cocking an eyebrow. “I see that you made an upgrade in your regeneration. Unless something happened that I don’t know about, you’re a future version, aren’t you?”

It was rather interesting to Romana, really—she hadn’t dealt with something like that, not with someone that she knew well. That was what caused her smile to just barely widen, the confused look leaving her face. Because truthfully, it was exciting, although she wouldn’t say it outright. Not instantly.