[Voice]

[shout-geronimo.livejournal.com]

[An energetic, youthful voice crackles on the message board, broadcasting to anyone who'll listen. It sounds rather annoyed, though that quickly changes to enthusiastic amusement]

Alright, when’s this? This isn’t where I set the coordinates. The air smells… off. It’s an artificial world, isn’t it? Ah-hah, so that’s it. Right, then. I'm the Doctor; what seems to be the problem here? And don’t tell me there isn’t; I know trouble when I see it, and this is definitely troublesome. No, not the end of the uni – ah, maybe. But that’s alright, I’ve done this before, I’ll do it again. It’s the universe; something’s got to happen. So, then, what is it? Is there despair? Danger? Is the tea getting cold? Blimey, I hate it when that happens.

I can reset the TARDIS coordinates to five minutes past Amelia later. This is brilliant! New-old world where something’s not quite right; classic.

Comments

[Voice]

[ugotafriendinme.livejournal.com]

Her name is Urd, I think she's suppose to be the Goddess of Love or somethin' like that. Though last time I heard, something happened to her. I'm not sure what though, I hope she's alright.

[Voice]

[shout-geronimo.livejournal.com]

Urd? That's a Norn. She's not a goddess of love, she's a goddess of time. The past, if I recall correctly. Where is she, do you know?

[Voice]

[ugotafriendinme.livejournal.com]

Well that ain't what she said, but I don't know much about Goddesses myself.

Unfortunately I don't know where she is, I just heard that she wasn't doin' too well. I got this information over one of the girl's journals.

[Voice]

[shout-geronimo.livejournal.com]

Not a whole lot of people do, especially the old ones.

I'll have to have a look into it.

[Voice]

[ugotafriendinme.livejournal.com]

Thanks, hopefully she's alright and I'm just being a worried wort.

[Voice]

[shout-geronimo.livejournal.com]

I'll pass on your concern. It's good of you.