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[justimprobable]

Clara Oswald here! You've just missed me, so please leave a message at the sound of the beep.

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[timecapture]

I wish I could explore, too! I wonder what seeing another planet would be like. I mean, I guess I'm technically seeing one now, but...

[justimprobable]

Oh, it's marvelous. Very first trip, the Doctor took me to a place called Akhaten, where rings of asteroids circle a parasitic sun.

[timecapture]

That sounds awesome.

[... Wait.]

Parasitic?

[justimprobable]

He fed on souls and stories, and the people had been singing for thousands of years, just to keep him asleep. They worshipped him, called him their Old God, but they were afraid.

So I fed him a leaf.

[timecapture]

A leaf? What was so special about it?

[Because honestly, there had to have been something.]

[justimprobable]

It was full of stories.

[Because of course she's cryptic, it's part of being a little too much like the Doctor.]

Full of past and present and future, things that happened and things that could have happened and things that never will happen now. Infinite possibilities and impossibilities, so many that even Akhaten couldn't digest them.

[timecapture]

So... you fed an ancient god a leaf, and then he... what, exploded?

[Max knows how much what could have been hurts. She can see why it would have the potential to kill.]

[justimprobable]

Yep, that's about how it happened.

[Leaving out how everyone involved nearly died.]

Oh, I wish you could've seen the Doctor back then. Tall and skinny as a scarecrow, bouncing about like a kid with too many sweets. And he wore the most ridiculous clothes.

[timecapture]

I can imagine. What happened to make him change like that?

[justimprobable]

He regenerated. It's a Time Lord trick, to cheat death. Get a new body, a new face, a new lifespan. Of course, it's more than just that. They become a new person. The way they walk, the way they take their tea, the way they feel about Charles Dickens... It's all a bit of a lottery, he's always said.

[timecapture]

Wait. Time Lord?

[Holy shit. Were her suspicions right?]

[justimprobable]

[Oops.]

His... species. I'm sorry, I didn't realize he hadn't told you.

[timecapture]

[Cue dawning realization. Well, less "realization" and more "holy crap, I knew it".]

I just realized that... I've heard of him.

[justimprobable]

Yeah? I'm not surprised, I s'pose. He's been swanning about for thousands of years, probably been to the worlds of about half the people here.

[timecapture]

Yeah. They actually tell stories of him, back where I'm from.

[justimprobable]

I'm glad. People should remember him.

[timecapture]

What about remembering you? You're important, too.

[justimprobable]

He's lived for over two thousand years, Max. It takes awhile to become a legend, and I'm just getting started.

[timecapture]

But you're a good person. You're sweet, and brave, and you helped me even though you barely knew me.

I'll remember you.

[justimprobable]

[You're too kind to her, Maxine Caulfield.]

Thank you.

[At least someone will.]

As long as it's only the good bits, alright?

[timecapture]

Don't mention it.

I only know the good bits!

[justimprobable]

Let's keep it that way, then. Don't go asking the Doctor about the New Years planet, that one was embarrassing.

[She says it with a playful smile.]

[timecapture]

... I'm totally going to ask him about the New Years planet.

[justimprobable]

Hopefully he'll give you the PG version.

[timecapture]

Clara, I'm 18.