A quiet sigh and she gently flagged down a waitress for another ale, and pushed her hair back with a hand. She'd explained this much, might as well explain the rest.
"That wasn't how we got separated," she looked up at the ceiling fighting her tears and closed her eyes until she could be sure they were manageable. "He tried again, o' course, to send me away, always will, I don't expect otherwise, I really don't. But I fought my way back, like I always will." A quiet snort. Through anything. She couldn't explain about the void ship, the cult of Skaro, the Timelord prison... "We had two levers. Torchwood in your universe, where I was born, was bringing over cybermen from my Dad's universe. He runs the Torchwood there, because his company was the one to make the cybermen, even though he was fighting against it. To get rid of all the -- everything, the plan was for my Mum, Pete -- my Dad, Mickey -- my ex-boyfriend, everyone to get to Dad's Universe, and the Doctor was going to use void stuff to send all the rest of the void travelers into the void, yeah?"
A quiet snort. "Like I said, two levers. He tried to send me to Pete's Universe. Twice, but nothing doing. So he was gonna let me stay, but my lever slipped out of place. I locked back in, but my grip on it fell. I would'a been sucked into the void too, but Pete caught me because of that time I fused my heart with the TARDIS, I scattered messages all over my timeline so I wouldn't die."
She drummed her fingers on the table. "Thing is though, yeah?" she looked at the Doctor seriously. "The two universes are sealed for us. Maybe because of the void thing and cybermen." She couldn't say truthfully she didn't know, because she did know, it was because he was the last of the timelords, but like hell was she going to be the one to say that. "He said..."
Her bottom lip trembled, and eyes threatened to well up all over again and Rose mentally cursed her weakness a million times over, and she glanced furiously sideways. "He said goodbye. It took him a whole star to do it. Via hologram. He couldn't manage more than that. Said if he tried to force the TARDIS through then..."
Rose wiped a fist over her eyes, and thanked the waitress, happily digging into the foam of her drink. "But the stars are going out. People think I'm mad, that there weren't any stars there to begin with, just darkness. But I know there were. I've been there, I've seen them in person. So I made the dimension cannon so I could come back..." more drinking. Heavily. "Only... I thought only the Doctor would know what to do. And I'm glad, I'm really glad," a bitter laugh through the tears, "That there's more people to help in the fight. I just..." she gave up the fight and just started crying, burying her head in her arms again. Gods she was pathetic. Was her mission to fight the darkness, or to find the Doctor? How pathetic was it that she was only happy, so determined, so willing to do anything whatever the cost so long as it was both?
Then again, she really truly didn't care that it would seem pathetic to everyone, even herself. That was what she wanted. Who was anyone else to say it was wrong?
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Date: 2019-07-13 11:33 am (UTC)"That wasn't how we got separated," she looked up at the ceiling fighting her tears and closed her eyes until she could be sure they were manageable. "He tried again, o' course, to send me away, always will, I don't expect otherwise, I really don't. But I fought my way back, like I always will." A quiet snort. Through anything. She couldn't explain about the void ship, the cult of Skaro, the Timelord prison... "We had two levers. Torchwood in your universe, where I was born, was bringing over cybermen from my Dad's universe. He runs the Torchwood there, because his company was the one to make the cybermen, even though he was fighting against it. To get rid of all the -- everything, the plan was for my Mum, Pete -- my Dad, Mickey -- my ex-boyfriend, everyone to get to Dad's Universe, and the Doctor was going to use void stuff to send all the rest of the void travelers into the void, yeah?"
A quiet snort. "Like I said, two levers. He tried to send me to Pete's Universe. Twice, but nothing doing. So he was gonna let me stay, but my lever slipped out of place. I locked back in, but my grip on it fell. I would'a been sucked into the void too, but Pete caught me because of that time I fused my heart with the TARDIS, I scattered messages all over my timeline so I wouldn't die."
She drummed her fingers on the table. "Thing is though, yeah?" she looked at the Doctor seriously. "The two universes are sealed for us. Maybe because of the void thing and cybermen." She couldn't say truthfully she didn't know, because she did know, it was because he was the last of the timelords, but like hell was she going to be the one to say that. "He said..."
Her bottom lip trembled, and eyes threatened to well up all over again and Rose mentally cursed her weakness a million times over, and she glanced furiously sideways. "He said goodbye. It took him a whole star to do it. Via hologram. He couldn't manage more than that. Said if he tried to force the TARDIS through then..."
Rose wiped a fist over her eyes, and thanked the waitress, happily digging into the foam of her drink. "But the stars are going out. People think I'm mad, that there weren't any stars there to begin with, just darkness. But I know there were. I've been there, I've seen them in person. So I made the dimension cannon so I could come back..." more drinking. Heavily. "Only... I thought only the Doctor would know what to do. And I'm glad, I'm really glad," a bitter laugh through the tears, "That there's more people to help in the fight. I just..." she gave up the fight and just started crying, burying her head in her arms again. Gods she was pathetic. Was her mission to fight the darkness, or to find the Doctor? How pathetic was it that she was only happy, so determined, so willing to do anything whatever the cost so long as it was both?
Then again, she really truly didn't care that it would seem pathetic to everyone, even herself. That was what she wanted. Who was anyone else to say it was wrong?