The Doctor ♣ Eleven (
comeonthensexy) wrote2012-09-03 05:02 pm
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[ There's a good while of silence, aside from the rustle of a paper, like a page being turned. ]
Oh, yes, right! Hello! How do I do one of these voicemails things again?
[ Another bit of silence, and then he clears his throat. ]
You've reached the Doctor - the eleventh, to be exact. Leave a message and I'll get back to you, promise!
Oh, yes, right! Hello! How do I do one of these voicemails things again?
[ Another bit of silence, and then he clears his throat. ]
You've reached the Doctor - the eleventh, to be exact. Leave a message and I'll get back to you, promise!
voice;
It's fine. She'll be fine. We'll be fine. [ But he doesn't sound so sure. ]
voice;
Rory--
[ A pause. ]
Rory.
[ No, he doesn't really know where he's going with that. ]
voice;
[ He's trying to power through it this time, but he's obviously struggling with it. His voice is wavering far more than he would prefer. ]
She's gone, and so is Oswin, and there's nothing we can do about it.
voice;
[ A moment's silence, and then there's a muffled thud. ]
I can't do this! Not anymore, not--!
voice;
There isn't anything we can do about it.
voice;
It's wrong. We should be able to do something, we can always do something, and then these so-called gods come into the picture and somehow manage to--
[ His voice cracks, breaks.
Damn it all. ]
Why is it always Amy? Why always Amy?