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[He whips around quickly his eyes huge. He thought he recognized that voice but he wasn't so sure, well, that was until he turned around and saw that face. What a face! He hadn't seen that one in a while. How brilliant!]

Ooooh I bet you are!

What happens when you find it?

Good luck with that. Doubt you'll find it anywhere on Earth, that's for fucking sure.

[The Doctor turns around when some addresses him, and there was something off about this fellow.]

Of course I am. I have to wonder if there is even any hope left in the universe at all.

I'll find out that everything I'm doing it worth it in the end.

Doesn't... the fact that you keep doing 'everything' mean you sort of hope it is worth it?

[The Doctor is just going to turn around to scowl at the youngman in question.] With a mouth like yours, I suppose not.

[This man smiles wildly as he looks the other up and down. So young. Look at how young he looks. Who was he traveling with? Ace? No that's too soon, a shame really because he missed Ace. Frobisher? Oh no that's even further backwards! His nose turns up at the thought of Frobisher and then he shakes his head and snaps his fingers. C'rizz! Oh he'd forgotten about him! He goes to mention something and then remembers that he shouldn't. Just in case. He takes a deep breath and keeps the conversation simple.]

Oh there is. There's so much hope. Sometimes it takes a lot of digging to find it but it's there. I assure you it's there.

[It has been a long time since he last saw C'rizz and Charley, and he has been on his own again. C'rizz's death didn't shake him to the core, and it took Charley to have him find that sense of humanity. Poor. Poor. Eight.

Still, there was something about this fellow, and the Doctor crinkles his nose. He wanders over towards him. He takes in a deep breath, and he lets a sigh go.] How can you be so sure? I used to think the same, that there was always hope out there in the universe. And, maybe there's hope at the very end.

Perhaps, at least that's what I would like to think that it's worth it.

[He spends only another minute or two trying to figure out just how old he is at this point before he shakes his head and sort of drops it. He can't ask too many questions. Questions have answers and since he shouldn't even be here in the first place he can't give too many of those answers. He watches the other fascinated with those curious yet tired eyes.]

Because you keep finding people who are so full of it. All that hope. They use it to move mountains! It's amazing and wonderful. It's people you have to find it in. The universe is great and all that. It's fantastic. But the individuals. That's where all the hope stays hidden waiting to be exposed to that big great world out there.

[He's never been honest with his age, and he never will be. He's likely tacked on another couple of hundred years at this point.]

I know, that's what a friend of mine tried to help me see. That there's always hope when you don't think there is any hope to be found. [It's a good thing he doesn't know about his future, or everything Molly did would of been for naught. ]

You lose it and it comes back, and then you lose it again. But... It's worth it. Every time you see the little glimpse of it. It's worth it. It makes you feel young again.

[It's a feel he knew the other would appreciate. Sadly lately it's been harder and harder to find. He would never admit that. Not to himself. There's so much good to still be seen. But it's hard. Even when you know what you could do by saying such things it's quite hard to stop yourself from spilling it all.]

You've just got to keep reminding yourself it's out there. Just reminding yourself to keep searching for it, wherever you can.

I should be used to it, but one can only take too much. I know it's worth it, believe me, I know it's worth it. It's just that the wrongs of the universe sometimes just overshadow the good in the universe.

[He knows that he will find that light again, but this time it just feels so much different.]

I think my granddaughter is right, I'm not meant to be alone for very long periods of time.

Most people hit a few breaking points before they get to the end. At least that's my experience. It only gets worse as you get older but, the moments get well worth waiting for too. I guess it's the never ending balancing of the universe.
And I know you know, but I think. I think sometimes we need to be reminded. [He knows he does. Thankfully he gets it from his friends but, it never hurts to hear it and if there's anyone who really knows exactly what he's speaking of, it's himself.]

Oh. She's very right. Oh how right she is.

Well. I think it's worth it.

I'm not exactly sure if it is or not. There seems to be far more darkness in the universe than light.

Of course there is. But without the dark, light isn't beautiful... neither can be appreciated properly without the other.

[The Doctor gives a puzzled look to his older self, and it follows with a sigh. ] As I get older? I've ran into my future before, well my future before in my past. Either way, I will wait for that time to come. [And, boy does it get dicey sometimes!] I need someone to stop me from using emotion over logic, or a handler.

Without evil, how would one know what good is? I suppose that's right.

Not everything dark is evil, either. Not everything that shines is good.

I don't want to be a talking clichee but you sound so sad...

I'm recovering from the loss of a family member and a very close friend of mine. [He knows how therapy is supposed to work, you're supposed to talk to total strangers about it.] I'm very sad about their loss, I just feel like they did die in vain to the most evil creatures in the universe.

Oh wow. Yeah. I'd... be pretty devastated by that...

[Well, that suddenly became awkward]

Would you like... some tea?

[The Doctor's alien awkwardness is to blame. ] Sorry, if I told you more than I should. [He's not distracted with how he feels about the loss of his friends. But the offer of tea is met with a smile. ] I would love a cup of tea!

[It's cool :) We roll with the crazy pretty well]
No! It sounds like maybe you should get it all out. Let me get you some tea first though.

[She has to go make some, but returns without too much dallying]

I'm not... a professional listener, but I'm not horrible at it.

Do take your time! [The Doctor looks for a place to seat himself down. ] I don't think there is truly such a thing, even Sigmund Freud wasn't a professional listener. He was just curious and over analytical.

As are we all.

[He steps forward, looking him up and down.]

Well, I turn out all right, don't I?

I don't know much about Freud except what he got wrong.

[She sets down a little tray of tea for them and settles down herself]

We mostly just criticized him in school.

[He startles when he hears that voice, turning around he goes to look at his past self. ] Things turn out just fine in the end.

He was a rather interesting fellow, I figured a lot of his ideals wouldn't last well into the modern age. The only thing he had going for him was that comfortable couch.

[The Doctor sat himself down, reaching his arm out for a mug of tea. He laughs. ]

Again, I told him that one myself.

It's a bit of a shame he didn't really pay attention.

He was always the stubborn type.

What was he like? Aside from the theoretical, I mean. As a normal person.

"For hope of what?" Rory frowned. "I've seen enough to know that things do improve over time. If you go forwards."

"That somehow things would get better," The Doctor said. "I know they do, but just this once things just seem to get worse."

Rory frowned then paused, remembering where he recognised that face from, and his answer was in a dialect long dead - which the TARDIS would translate without a pause if this man was who he thought. "What seems to be getting worse?"

I think he was rather repressed.

The man was indeed who Rory thought he was, but he would not be that man yet. He looked at Rory with a hint of sadness on his face. "The universe. It's the same universe that will allow the most horrible creatures or people to exist."

"And the same universe that leads to their inevitable fall as they turn on each other. Or are given a push by the more ... public spirited." Rory shrugged, again switching languages into an obscure latin dialect. "And without pain what meaning has beauty?"

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If you haven't listened to Eight's latest audio.. I'll avoid spoilers.

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Ugh I'm so far behind on all my audio dramas it's not funny!

Re: Thanks for the reminder! It's new release day! :)

I should catch up, there's several things! But school has eaten my soul. It's my final year so blah.

Work does the same. :)

I'm probably going to be unemployed thanks to my major, i'll catch up then. :P

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Sorry for the slow. Recovering from the flu.

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All you need now is a Charlie and it's a party?

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That it would!

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back tag? ;)

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