@CsaelOuriae @DarthGodCat Bleeding from cuts and abrasions on her head and arms and legs, the Time Lord steps out of her TARDIS and onto a darkly familiar theater of battle. But fifteen faces ago on a long-lost world, The Doctor of War made an impossible choice—with help from a couple of her future selves. She is no stranger to the pure, wild power of destruction on a planetary scale.
She just hoped that she would never see it again.
As Sexy’s doors slam shut and the Cloister Bells din, the >
@CsaelOuriae @DarthGodCat > Doctor feels that cold loneliness that precedes yet another change of face.
Out there, across the barren, war-scarred plains of the Aierlouin home world, she feels her temporal awareness entangle with an Aierlouin consciousness. But this one is connected to the soul of another, unfathomably powerful being.
“What are you...? You aren’t supposed to be here. No, wait—/you/ are. /She/ isn’t.” [x]
@TheDoctor @CsaelOuriae Blue had been prepared for a lot of things but the one thing she hadn't been prepared for was this. She had almost bypassed the strange alien dampening of her abilities with something Toni had given her but...
Fear.
Fear wasn't something she could bypass.
Something was wrong. Something terrible.
Blue threw up.
That was rarely an omen of a good thing.
@DarthGodCat @CsaelOuriae What the Doctor is actually feeling is the tangle of her Time Lord mind with those of two of the same Aierlouin.
The closer to this epicenter of temporal discord she gets, the more disoriented the Doctor gets. By the time she arrives at the arrival site of the other Csael, the redhead is practically staggering.
“Ooof. Right...” She points to each woman in turn. “Cat goddess of destruction; Csael of this reality, bound to GodCat; Csael who doesn’t belong here. Did I >
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