[Holo] - The codes, they do nothing!

[who-never-would.livejournal.com]

If anyone has any kind of mental link with the TARDIS' translation circuit and up at this hour, they'll notice something rather strange going on. It's pretty much unheard of him to swear in public, much less in the privacy of his own ship, but when the hologram pops online, he's ranting and raving in every single language he can put his considerable intellect to using. Some Earth languages - mostly not. Finally, he slams both palms down on the console of his ship, then runs them through his hair so it stands on end and belts out,

"Does anyone have a bloody clue how to get Taxon's database to respond to anything aside from give me a bloody earl grey with blueberry scones!?"

The Doctor stares at the console's screen for a quivering couple of moments and then seems to regain a bit of composure.

"Right, sorry."

Comments

[voice]

[who-never-would.livejournal.com]

Oh, hello, Ianto.

[voice]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

I suppose it's safe to assume you've not had much luck either?

[voice]

[who-never-would.livejournal.com]

None at all, actually.

... Have you heard from River, recently?

[voice]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

No. Sorry. Not for about a month.

That was the only time I spoke with her, actually. You could try asking someone else?