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PostPosted: Sun Apr 27, 2014 10:33 pm    Post subject: He Was Poe-t and Didn't Know It  Reply with quote
The blinding light faded and the four Time Lords looked at each other.  "What just happened?"  The Liberator asked.

"Well..."  The Doctor stammered, "I have no idea...  But it seems like we landed in 1826... Richmond, Virginia."  Then he looked away from the screen and smiled at his friends, "We 're in America!"

"Am I the only on who feels like I've been drinking?"  The Marshal asked.

"I don't know, but I'm rather tired."  The Detective replied.

"I feel like something just happened."  The liberator added, "Something important."  He looked around the room.  For some unknown reason he suddenly felt like these long lost friends had his back.  And some how this new person, The Detective, he felt as if he could relax his guard around him, though he didn't know why.  For a moment he thought back on all of his past, and he felt like each of the Time Lords around him had dealt with their own struggles and had some sense of the past he carried, though any ideas they could have about him must be vague.  He still felt that he could confide in them, he felt something he hadn't felt in a long time: companionship.

The Marshal took in a deep breath, he felt as if the world was spinning around him, like the lingering effects of waking up from a drinking binge.  But somewhere beneath that he felt a strange sense of hope.  A hope he had not sensed in centuries.  The hope that some day he would find her, but above that, that some day he would find himself.  He hadn't just lost his wife so long ago, he had lost who he was.  And now somehow he felt his search would soon be over, that he would find both of the people that were lost that day.  It was in explicable, but that light that they had all seen caused him to believe again, as if the light had been a beacon of his future.

As everyone stared around the room at each other the Doctor relaxed a bit, for so long he had been afraid of his end.  But right now he didn't fear it.  He loved the person he had become, but in this moment he wasn't afraid of losing it.  He didn't understand why, perhaps it was seeing the Liberator again, or knowing that a few more Time Lords had survived.  Maybe some part of the universe was on his side for once.  Whatever it was, he felt as if he should enjoy the time he had left in this regeneration and not worry about how much time that would be.

The Detective looked around the TARDIS at his new companions.  Which was an odd feeling.  He had grown to a certain level of distrust of his own kind, and yet he acknowledged them as companions.  Even a moment ago, seeing his old friend, The Marshal, didn't instill a feeling of trust, but right now he felt as if he could trust them all.  He knew that flash of light had been something significant, but he had no idea what it could have been.  But he had experienced something in that flash, and it seemed to make him feel as though the Time Lords weren't the monsters they had become in the Time War, and that they, or at least these three were noble and trust worthy.
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PostPosted: Wed Apr 30, 2014 7:44 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote
The Doctor had started to move around the TARDIS, almost as if moving around would stop the questions that they all had on their mind. What had just happened to them? They all had the same feelings, or at least similar ones, that had occurred in the same instance. The Liberator looked around the room at his companions. What had happened? The loneliness that had been alive in him for longer than he could remember had dwindled away. It wasn't gone, but it was pushed away like it was now in the back of his mind. As he rose his fingers to touch his lip, as if something was stuck on them, he wondered what could have happened when nothing had happened at all.

No one, especially The Doctor, seemed willing to talk anymore about it. Each of them had experienced things they could never explain and even if that irritated them, they knew it was something a Time Lord had to embrace. Even The Detective, which The Liberator now felt a fondness for that was not there before. He still felt uncomfortable about how much he expected someone with his mental proneness might know, but he felt like he could trust him when only a few seconds ago, he was unsure. The Liberator decided that it shouldn't be lingered on. Even with the confusion, he had found pieces of his life that he thought had been long gone, pieces that fit together to create the humanity these Time Lords had held onto when they thought they had lost everything.

"1826, any idea why your TARDIS would take us here?" The Detective said, as he put away his bubble pipe which he had noticed the other Time Lord examining.

"I stopped questioning her a long time ago." The Doctor said as he grabbed the long coat he had thrown onto the pillar.

"Anything of note in 1826?" The Liberator asked the group.

"Beethoven finished String Quartet in C sharp Minor, University of London is founded, Victor Hugo's Odes et Ballades, and the Greek War of Independence come to mind." The Doctor added into the mix.

"Yes, but what about in America?" The Marshal said, as he retrieved his cane that he had set against the console.

"Adams and Jefferson both passed, 50th anniversary of the Declaration of Independence, and the Eggnog Riots  are all that I can really recall offhand." The Detective said, "Though many notable people are out and about."

"Let's see why we are here." The Doctor said opening the door to his TARDIS, letting the bright sun shine in. After The Liberator had grabbed his own coat, he was the last out of the door. "50 years later and you can still smell the excitement and freshness in this place. The newly founded United States of America." The Doctor said, looking around at all the buildings as if he was a kid in a candy shop.

They could see what looked like Greek columns being made into the nearby buildings, including one that seemed one that was incomplete yet still struck the Time Lords as familiar.

"The University of Virginia's famous Rotunda." The Detective said, rather matter of fact.

"I hope your TARDIS didn't bring us here to attend lectures." The Marshal said, as the group began walking through the campus.

"Many of America's famed came through here. Woodrow Wilson, Robert F. Kennedy, Walter Reed, even Edgar Allan Poe for a year." The Detective said, as if they were on a tour of the facility.

"Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears." The Doctor said, still looking around at the beautiful campus with green grass growing around the classical architecture and a feeling of life and passion extending from each of the students that walked the area. "Now I understand where Poe might have gotten that idea."
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PostPosted: Mon Sep 08, 2014 8:48 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote
The Marshal looked around the campus.  "Any one particularly good with military histor on planet Erath?"  He asked.

"I'm an expert!" All three time Lords replied in unison.

"Why do you ask?" The Doctor inquired.

The Marshal bestirred toward the main campus building, "That poster over there is an add for a new military history professor."

"The one thing you always had on me was you vision, Marshal." The Detective replied, "I can barely see the poster from here."

"Well, this might be fun."  The Doctor hummed, "How often do you get to tach a history class in the prestigious halls of a brand be nation?"

"Suppose we should check it out?" The Marshal asked.

The Detective fidgeted and stroked his chin as if he were fluffing an imaginary beard, "I suppose it couldn't hurt. Only problem is the accents... This nation just recently got out of a war with Britten.  And our names... I think either The Marshal or the Liberator could pass as military professors, my self and the Doctor don't exactly bing to mind military or historical prowess."

They looked at each other for a moment as if they were voting. The Marshal entertained the thought and looked up at the Liberater, "How do you feel about it? Is war a specialty of yours?"
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PostPosted: Mon Sep 08, 2014 9:01 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote
The Liberator had been smiling since they had left the TARDIS. An adventure with fellow Time Lords, including The Doctor, was something out of one his dreams the past years. Even though he had just met The Detective and barely knew The Marshal, he felt a companionship with them that only those who had been hidden in isolation could know. However, when The Marshal turned the question to The Liberator, the smile slowly dissolved down his face.

"I think you underestimate how much you look like a professor, Detective." The Liberator said, moving the subject towards his friends' choice in apparel. The Detective looked down shrugged,

"I prefer to seek out knowledge than hand it out." The Detective said.

"I think it's a brilliant idea. You should do it, Liberator." The Doctor said, handing him the poster as they neared it. "Go shape the minds of the new world. They could use a hero like you."

The Liberator let out a forced laugh in the midst of the groups chuckles. He honestly thought it would be a fun idea, it seemed like the type of adventures he had found himself in since he had been travelling.

"Besides," The Marshal added, placing his hand on The Liberator's shoulder. "Only the young should teach history. The old have seen too much of it."

"Well, I suppose I will see you all shortly." The Liberator said, looking down at the poster and then back to his comrades. "I'm going to apply for a job!"
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PostPosted: Mon Sep 08, 2014 9:27 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote
The three remaining Time Lords looked at each other for a moment, "We'll I'm happy for him." The Doctor said, "Can't even remember the last time I had a job." And then he turned around and walked away briskly.

"Where are you off to?" The Marshal asked, and cast a curious gaze at the Detective.

"My best fried is about to become a history professor." He shouted over his shoulder. Then he turned back to the dirrection he was heading. "I'm going to enroll in his class."  He said to himself, but just loud enough for the other tow to hear him.

"Doctor, it's the middle of th semester." The Detective argued.

I've got phychic paper!" The Doctor shouted back with excitement, "I'll be a transfer student or something."

"That's not a bad idea..." The Decteive said to the Marshal and started off after The doctor, "You coming?"

"Sure!" The Mashal cheered, "But Ill need to borrow your paper, Ive left mine in my TARDIS."

The detective vaulted and looked over his shoulder with a crossed expression, "we have not even enrolled yet and your already trying to get me to do your homework for you."

"Fine." The Marshal replied, "I'll just sit in on the class."
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"Pleasure." The Liberator said in an unusual accent. When he was speaking to the secretary, he had mistakenly used an accent that blended Boston and the planet of Arion's strange dialect and now he was stuck with it. He sat down across the desk from the Dean of the school, a man who looked like he had spent a little too long in the sun when he was younger.

"Well, Mr. Brown. Glad you are interested in the position." The Dean folded his hands, looking over the Time Lord who, despite his comments to The Detective, also looked the part of a professor. "Please call me George. And what can I call you, sir?"

"Brown." The Liberator said, having been distracted by what he thought he saw was The Doctor outside the Dean's window.

"Brown?" The Dean said, confused, even offended that this applicant was only allowing him to use his last name.

"Uh, yes. Sorry. That's my full name. Brown Brown. Brian Brown Brown." The Liberator said, bringing himself back to reality, though barely keeping it together to answer the Dean. He could have sworn he saw The Doctor.

"I see..." The Dean said hesitantly. "Well Brian," The Dean pressed forward. "Your references are quite outstanding and honestly speak for themselves." The Liberator had looked back to the mirror, but snapped back when the Dean continued. He recalled showing the Dean numerous fake credentials by displaying his psychic paper, then passing it around his back to show it again as something new numerous times. He wasn't entirely sure what those fake credentials were, but apparently they served their purpose.

"Thank you, sir. I am glad to be even considered." The Liberator said, keeping his eyes moving between the Dean and the window.

"Have you served in the military?" The Dean asked, looking down at a piece of paper on his desk.

"Yes, sir. I have seen my share of it." The Liberator said, something moving in the corner of his eye. That was The Doctor. He knew it!

"Well, I have very little to ask in the way of an interview. You seem a fantastic candidate. In fact, we are prepared to use you today if you are interested." The Dean said, standing from his seat and reaching out his hand. The Liberator shot up with a smile and took the Dean's hand only to finally see The Doctor standing at the window in the most ridiculous, stereotypical student type of attire holding a piece of paper that plainly said he had been accepted into the school. The Liberator was stunned to silence for a moment, part of him wanting to let out an enormous laugh in the Dean's face, but he came back to reality.

"Brilliant. This should be fun." He said.
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The Marshal and the Detective joined the Doctor I front of the window.  The Doctor was elated, he was grinning like a kid on  heist ass morning and he had hurriedly changed his attire to something that vaguely resembled the school's uniform, but was clearly not the acceptable dress code. "He's got the job!" He exclaimed with enthusiasm, pointing into the window.

The Marshal looked in and saw the Liberator shaking hands with the Dean, it was obvious he had already seen the Doctor because he was struggling to maintain his professionalism. The Dean turned the Liberator away from the window and beta to usher him out of the room.

"I think the Dean said he's starting right now!" The Doctor said, "We need to cind the class room. I can't be late for my first day of colledge!"

And with that he took off. Or tale at least he tried, but most of his newly purchased school supplies tumbled out of his sachel in a flurry of paper and inkwells.

"I think he might be a tad over excited. Don't you think?" The Detective asked the Marshal as they watche the Doctor pick up his things.

"Only a tad?" The Marshal replied, "I guess we should go with him."

The Detective looked at his friend, "We? Your not a student. Why would you go to class?"

"All the cool kids are doing it." The Marshal replied, "I just want to be popular."

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