While You're Sleeping (11/10/Emilie/Donna)

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The call had come as a slight surprise, and Emilie waited with her head tilted as Donna and the Doctor moved past her. Donna was more than ready to take on Zagreus, and Emilie was privately very glad of it. The Doctor had always spoken well of Donna Noble. It would be nice to have someone who actually knew what they were doing around for a change.

Personally, Emilie winged it all as she went.

Once she was behind the others, Emilie curled her hand underneath a small duvet in the wall then pushed -- through the wall as it swung around.

The TARDIS was full of secret passages. The Eighth Doctor had taught Emilie that.

Moving away from the wall now, Emilie crossed the small passage, turning away from the sound of voices. For some reason, she knew that would bring her closer.

And true to form, it did. Another secret panel and Emilie was standing across the room from a tall, skinny bloke (that was one similarity with her Doctor anyway) with out of control hair (another, but this was worse), trainers, and a pinstripe suit. What puzzled Emilie more was the fact her Doctor was in the room as well it seemed.

How very strange indeed, but that was not what she wanted to focus on right now. Closing the bookcase that was once a door behind her, Emilie glared venomously at the younger Time Lord.

"The TARDIS is not a stupid ship, but you are a very stupid Doctor."

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Zagreus's livid, angry expression softened into a smirk. Then he turned and headed for the library door. "Donna!" he shouted, mimicing the Doctor's speech patterns. "Donna where are you? Donna! Donna, I'm alright now. Zagreus, he's gone now."

"Doctor?"

Now concerned, The older Doctor spoke up, "Donna, no, wait-"

Too late, she was already off. The Doctor cringed as he chased after Donna. Emilie had disappeared though, he wasn't sure where she'd gotten off to. He needed to keep Donna out of the line of fire, but it seemed that his original self had the beast well at bay. Keeping Donna back was all he needed to do.

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Zagreus's livid, angry expression softened into a smirk. Then he turned and headed for the library door. "Donna!" he shouted, mimicing the Doctor's speech patterns.

"Donna where are you? Donna! Donna, I'm alright now. Zagreus, he's gone now."

The Doctor trotted alongside him, his face a mask of exaggerated concern and terror. "Oh, no," he gasped. "I never thought of that. However will I respond?" He paused in thought. "I must do something clever!"

Zagreus nearly snarled, there was nothing this old fool could do! He simply couldn't! He wouldn't!

"I AM ZAGREUS! I AM THE DOCTOR, NOW! ALL OF YOU WILL FALL BEFORE MY OMNIPOTENT POWER!"

Zagreus couldn't help it, this time he did snarl, "Old fool! I should have had you eviscerated! If it were not to destroy me in the process, I would have had you slain where you stand."

"Get out of my friend or it will be the end of your world, have you got that?" she shouted out. Glancing at Emilie and the Doctor Donna nodded towards the voice. "Should we go find him and make him get out of the Doctor? Zagreus needs to feel some of his omnipotent power."

Zagreus growled from within the library, he could hear Donna where they stood, "Loud ape. She is appallingly shrill." He faced The Doctor again and said, "But, I will still use her nonetheless, and if you do not show me how to fly this stupid ship, I will burn it down old man."

Before The Doctor could respond, a woman in a red coat stomped right up to him, telling him off, "The TARDIS is not a stupid ship, but you are a very stupid Doctor."

Zagreus smirked a bit, recalling who she was through the memories of his host body, "Emilie Gunnar, that's you, aren't you?" He tilted his head before looking to the First Doctor, "And now, I have my ace in the hole. Come here girl." He would hold her hostage until the knowledge he was seeking was hand delivered.

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"I AM ZAGREUS!" bellowed the Doctor. "I AM THE DOCTOR, NOW! ALL OF YOU WILL FALL BEFORE MY OMNIPOTENT POWER!"

"Old fool!" Zagreus snarled, "I should have had you eviscerated!"

The Doctor took a step back, sneering at him. "Well, then... come on. Have a go." His lip curled in contempt. "You should think you're 'hard enough', after all."

"If it were not to destroy me in the process, I would have had you slain where you stand."

"Yes, yes, yes, yes," the Doctor waved a dismissive hand. "I've heard it all before, you know. And from monsters and villains with far more impressive oratorial skills. And you know what?"

He snapped his fingers, barely an inch from Zagreus' nose. "I'm still here. Think on that."

"Get out of my friend or it will be the end of your world, have you got that?" she shouted out. Glancing at Emilie and the Doctor Donna nodded towards the voice. "Should we go find him and make him get out of the Doctor? Zagreus needs to feel some of his omnipotent power."

Zagreus growled from within the library, he could hear Donna where they stood, "Loud ape. She is appallingly shrill."

The Doctor's eyes narrowed, ice blue behind slits.

He faced The Doctor again and said, "But, I will still use her nonetheless, and if you do not show me how to fly this stupid ship, I will burn it down old man."

Before The Doctor could respond, a woman in a red coat stomped right up to him, telling him off, "The TARDIS is not a stupid ship, but you are a very stupid Doctor."

"Zagreus," the Doctor said, voice stern, "you will..."

Zagreus smirked a bit, recalling who she was through the memories of his host body, "Emilie Gunnar, that's you, aren't you?" He tilted his head before looking to the First Doctor, "And now, I have my ace in the hole. Come here girl."

Quick as lightning, the Doctor's hand snapped out. Zagreus' head rocked under the impact and blood spattered from a split lip, as the Doctor backhanded him. "You will mind your tongue, parasite. I have warned you about remaining civil, and I will not tolerate your disrespect - not to my friends, and not to my ship."

Half turning, he bowed to Emilie and Donna. "Ladies," he said, "I fear I must impose upon your good will, and ask a favor of you. In my chambers - Emilie will know the way - there is a fragment of blue crystal the size of my thumb. Would you be so good as to go and fetch it for me?"

(OOC: Yes, yes, I know. I godmoded there, just a bit. I can edit out the successful backhand slap, if you need me to.)

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((OOC: Just a quick question for your orientation purposes guys. Donna was asking Eleven a question, and I'd meant for Emilie to duck out and arrive on her own. Is Donna with her, yes or no?))

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(I thought Donna was with Eleven. I also thought that Emilie had slipped off into the secret passage way by herself and arrived in the library herself. I finally also thought that Donna and Eleven were on their way to the library now after Donna heard Ten call.)

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(So let's go with that B.)

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(Sounds good to me. How do we want to modify this?)

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(I think it's fine the way it is and I think it's my turn, but I'll respond later, sorry!)

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(It's agreed right? Ten did get slapped by First right?)

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((The only thing I was confused about was whether Donna was present IN the library or not. If you want her to be, I suppose have her notice Emilie vanished and follow. If you don't, react just to Eleven and I'll assume the projection was only talking to Emilie. ))

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The Doctor's, her Doctor's, voice echoed through the hallways. Hear heart gave a leap as she started towards the voice. "Doctor!" she cried out, joy unmistakably in her voice. Donna started that way towards her friend again. The man who said he was the Doctor, though she still didn't fully believe him, followed behind warning her.

His predictions proved true as the Doctor's voice boomed again, this time Zagreus was clearly speaking. Shouting at him to leave her friend Donna froze. Anger seized her as she marched towards the voice. Sadly, Donna hadn't even noticed that Emilie had slipped away.

Walking through the door Donna was greeted with... a unusual sight to say the least. The Doctor was yelling at himself, which wasn't anything new. But this time, his voice seemed to change slightly with the dialect when he spoke. Three voices, she counted three different voices. One that belonged to her Doctor, one she guessing was Zagreus and she didn't know who the third was.

Emilie entered behind her Doctor and Donna glanced behind her. Her face became embarrassed for a moment. She hadn't even noticed she left them! She felt bad.

And then the weirdest part happened. The Doctor reached up, yelled at himself, and slapped himself across the face. Scarlet dotted his lips, she noted that he had split his lip.

"Oi mind his face!" she shouted. It had been the first thing that had come to her mind. What else does one say when one's friend is slapping his own face?

The third, unknown voice started up again, asking them to go and get him a blue crystal. Donna had no idea what he was referring to, but she just nodded her head slowly. She couldn't explain why, but she felt this third voice could be trusted. It seemed it was helping the Doctor fight Zagreus.

Suddenly an idea came to Donna. Whipping around she faced the skinny bloke who swore he was the Doctor from the future. "If you are really the Doctor from the future why don't you just save my friend if you know how Zagreus was defeated this time?" she snapped slightly. Donna was starting to grow worried, and wanted to try every avenue to save him. And this skinny bloke might hold some answers.

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"Emilie Gunnar, that's you, aren't you?" He tilted his head before looking to the First Doctor, "And now, I have my ace in the hole. Come here girl."

For some reason that Emilie frankly could not fathom, this ‘Zagreus’-Doctor apparently believed that she had any intention of obeying him.

“You know what you are, Zagreus?” Emilie raised her chin in defiance rather than step closer to the being that had been haunting so many of her dreams. “Nothing more than a nightmare. Nothing more than an illusion, a thought. You will be forgotten.”

Quick as lightning, the Doctor's hand snapped out. Zagreus' head rocked under the impact and blood spattered from a split lip, as the Doctor backhanded him. "You will mind your tongue, parasite. I have warned you about remaining civil, and I will not tolerate your disrespect - not to my friends, and not to my ship."

Half turning, he bowed to Emilie and Donna. "Ladies," he said, "I fear I must impose upon your good will, and ask a favor of you. In my chambers - Emilie will know the way - there is a fragment of blue crystal the size of my thumb. Would you be so good as to go and fetch it for me?"

While the physical violence had been out of character, Emilie curtseyed back nonetheless since apparently they were being formal now.

“Blue crystal,” she murmured as Donna reacted, understandably, in defense of her Doctor’s physical condition.


"If you are really the Doctor from the future why don't you just save my friend if you know how Zagreus was defeated this time?" she snapped slightly.

“Time, Donna,” Emilie answered kindly, “does not like being used as a maid service. Crossing your own time stream is dangerous enough without complicating it further.”

Taking a step towards the door, Emilie met the other woman’s eyes. “Come with me, if you like.”

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“You know what you are, Zagreus?” Emilie raised her chin in defiance rather than step closer to the being that had been haunting so many of her dreams. “Nothing more than a nightmare. Nothing more than an illusion, a thought. You will be forgotten.”

"Can an illusion break your neck, you sniveling ape?" Zagreus snapped at the brunette, "You will mind your tongue and come to me. Now!"

Quick as lightning, the Doctor's hand snapped out. Zagreus' head rocked under the impact and blood spattered from a split lip, as the Doctor backhanded him. "You will mind your tongue, parasite. I have warned you about remaining civil, and I will not tolerate your disrespect - not to my friends, and not to my ship."

The Anti-Time creature couldn't have seen that coming if he'd been the quickest man in the Universe. The Doctor, despite his age, was curiously fast, and astonishingly strong. Zagreus' head slowly moved back into place, and he smirked, despite the blood dripping down towards his chin. An amused grin now finding it's way across the face of the Tenth Doctor.

"I don't remember this being your game to write the rulebook for Doctor. It's mine. And while your future incarnation is fighting in the back of my head, he's tightly locked away."

"Oi mind his face!"

"Exactly. Mind my face." Zagreus was all too pleased with how things were turning out. With his mind so settled on the old man, he didn't even notice the one that Donna was speaking to. He was standing back and not speaking though, so Zagreus didn't even think there was a reason to pay him any mind. He was probably just another human to deal with.

The other girl was beckoning Donna to leave. Zagreus thought to stop them, but the Time Lord stood in his path, "What is this old man? A sit in? Stand aside, your time is long since over."

The other man appeared to be waiting for the women to leave.

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The Doctor, or, the oldest Doctor in the room, stood back and watched, a silent observer, though not the amused sort. He didn't remember this event ever taking place, not from the perspective of his previous incarnation, nor what appeared to be his first.

And, while he looked closer at his first, he could tell that it wasn't exactly his first either, or didn't appear to be so. Oh, what a mess this was.

To make matters worse, Donna was here, hiding her fright, oh he knew that look all too well. Donna was one of his best friends, he could tell when she was putting on a front. And it broke his heart when she came to him for help.

"If you are really the Doctor from the future why don't you just save my friend if you know how Zagreus was defeated this time?" she snapped slightly.

"I-" The Doctor started, and then trailed off. He didn't have enough information yet. He couldn't interfere in his own personal past until he was sure that it was the best course of action. Even standing in the room and watching was dangerous.

“Time, Donna,” Emilie answered kindly, “does not like being used as a maid service. Crossing your own time stream is dangerous enough without complicating it further.”

He shot Emilie a look of appreciation. She was brilliant in these situations now. He really loved how adaptable she'd been, he could just hug her to bits if it had been an appropriate time. Well, it would have to wait, assuming he'd survive and even come into existence after this little hubbub.