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Character Name: Andred
Series: Doctor Who/Gallfrey audios
Age: Unknown; but significantly older than he looks. Given Gallifreyan lifespans, he's probably several centuries old at the least, if not more.

By appearance, he looks to be roughly in his thirties.
From When?: after his death in Gallifrey: Insurgency

Inmate/Warden: Inmate. While Andred is not - and likely never will be - an out and out villain, the last eight or so months of his life have pretty much been a maelstrom of terrible life choices, the direct consequences of which have left him pretty much the emotional equivalent of the walking wounded.

On top of this, Andred no longer sees himself as a good person. He has changed, beyond even what regeneration would have promised, and despite his denials of that fact (which he eventually gives up). He has lived the life of a would-be traitor to his own country and people, lied to himself and others repeatedly and continuously despite having had ample opportunity to do otherwise, and - in six short months - completely destroyed people's ability to consider him as trustworthy. Yet despite knowing the root cause of all of these, he makes comparatively few attempts to make amends. A large part of this is due to the simple fact that he has fallen out of the habit of trust - he doesn't even trust himself, lost as is between what he was, and what he believes he should be - and the fact that most everyone he interacts with has a somewhat lukewarm reaction to him at best doesn't give him a whole lot of reason to try and force a change. Instead, he makes very little effort to be particularly easy to like, despite being well aware that the root of his (many) problems lie squarely with him and who he currently is, and he tends to default to a sort of world-weary disinterest at the best of times. If people and society aren't going to care overmuch for his presence, he sees little reason to bother to return the favor, especially when he only barely manages to have the spoons to care for himself on a purely emotional front and quite probably doesn't like who he is, besides.

In short, he's an emotional wreck who is leaning on bad (or at least, unhelpful) habits partially as a coping method and partially because they're what he knows best; while he expresses interest in finding his way back to being a good man, he is very badly lost in the ruins of himself and is uncertain of how to find the path out of the metaphoric woods.

(for revisions and further explanations, see here)

Abilities/Powers:
Non-human biology: From an outside perspective, Andred looks like your average human, as do (most) Time Lords. From the standpoint of even a cursory medical scan, he is not even remotely human. The most obvious (and familiar) indication of this is that he has two hearts - while he's capable of living with only one of the two functional it is neither comfortable nor something that can be sustained indefinitely. Additionally, he can hold his breath for long than most humans, possibly as a side effect of sort of pulmonary system required to support two hearts; a respiratory bypass system allow him to expand this effect further (if also not indefinitely).

On the less immediately obvious side of the scale, meanwhile, his senses are notably better than human-average, albeit not to the levels of 'superhuman', and he has a few extras besides, at least one of which is related to time and it's passing. Additionally, he's (a little) sturdier than the human average, is less susceptible to extremes of heat and cold, is better able to resist certain types of poison (including radiation). Aspirin, on the other hand, is fatal to him.

These will be left pretty much as is, on the Barge.
Time sensitivity: While this is somewhat nebulously defined, canon makes it pretty clear that Time Lords can sense the passage of time itself - to the point that the Eighth Doctor once described being a universe without time as being akin to having the relevant senses burned out and expressed general bemusement at how humans could live without them. They're also capable of sensing paradoxes, fixed points in time, and general disruptions to time itself. This will also be left pretty much as is on the Barge - while he might be able to sense to flow of time, he cannot see the future and wouldn't want to even if he could.
Telepathy: Like all Time Lords, Andred is natively telepathic, although he requires physical contact to go poking about in people's mind, and it tends to be hit or miss on alien (here read: non-Gallifreyan) species besides. Additionally, he has shown neither the ability to alter people's memory nor the inclination to do so and is not currently interested in initiating mental contact with anyone besides. As such, he will be keeping the ability, but may find it more hit or miss than usual if he actually makes the attempt to do so.
Regeneration: In times of otherwise fatal injury, and provided that whatever might have killed him is not one of the few things of killing a Time Lord outright, Andred is capable of undergoing a complete cellular regeneration, in essence offering a reprieve from death (albeit at the cost of a new appearance and usually a change in personality). This ability will be nullified on the Barge - if Andred dies while onboard, he'll have to come back the same way as anyone else, with all the attendant discomforts.


In addition to these, Andred has been both a Guard Commander of the Chancellory Guard and an agent of the Celestial Intervention Agency (read: the equivalents of the police and MI6, respectively); as such it can be assumed that he knows his way around the assorted handheld weaponry commonly used on Gallifrey and is capable of flying a TARDIS. He's probably also picked up the basics of what the average CIA field agent is expected to know - at least in as far as general espionage and interrogation go - although anyone who has actually been properly trained in a similar agency will most likely note that he's the sort of unpolished that comes from not having being properly trained and no longer seems to be particularly committed to the mindset.
Personality: The easiest way to explain Andred is to say that he is, essentially, a mess. A surprisingly functional one, and he appears to genuinely wish to return to who he’d been before, but a mess nonetheless. But even a mess doesn’t exist in a vacuum and so it is with Andred. As such, the story of how Andred came to be who he is begins with his first incarnation.

When we first meet Andred, the overall impression is one of young man who, while perhaps a little impetuous, is above all else a good man and brave besides - a man who takes his duties seriously, and is not above considering shooting the president when it appears that said president (the Doctor) appears to be very much a tyrant. When that fails, he makes at least an attempt to stir up a resistance (which also fails, but one can hardly fault him for that, given that such things are hard to arrange and harder still in a society as hidebound as Gallifreyan society). Similarly, while he’s persistent enough to actually attempt to shoot the Doctor and end what he sees as being an impending tyranny he’s also more than willing to let a pair of would-be fugitives flee the Capitol even despite there being a curfew on - he even goes so far as to warn them to avoid the men under his command, who will shoot if they see anyone trying to leave. In short, this Andred is, essentially, a kind and a truthful man who - while he might not yet be grown into all he could be - is none the less willing to make every attempt to a be a good man; at one point Leela compares him to a lion, and the comparison is not entirely unfitting.

And then there’s the matter of his marriage to Leela. In a society that is very much biased against aliens, Andred is and was willing to both love and marry an alien; while we neither see nor hear much of their life between that point and Andred’s (apparent) disappearance following his regeneration, what we do hear is enough to suggest that he continued to very much love Leela even despite what was almost certainly no small amount of public disapproval. In fact, his last act, just prior to his regeneration, is done for her sake and out of a (mistaken) belief that their time together was short on account of the discrepancy in their comparative lifespans and a desire to uncover what he believed was an anti-alien plot, in direct opposition to the then-president’s policies.

Unfortunately it’s in that moment of regeneration that things start to go a little pear-shaped - rather than let his personality settle after his regeneration, he instead decided to impersonate the man he’d just killed in an act of self-defense (with them both having been Time Lords, his regeneration would have only served to make the deception harder to spot.) While this, too, was born of noble intent - in this case, the same desire to see the end of anti-alien plot he believed existed - that single decision nonetheless had far reaching consequences - many of which can be traced back to Torvald, the man Andred took it on himself to impersonate.

Fortunately, we do get to see the original Torvald, and it’s almost immediately clear that Torvald is, or was, while he was alive, pretty much Andred’s polar opposite. Ruthless, almost violently anti-alien, and possessed of morals that are questionable at best, Torvald is not a particularly nice individual. On top of this, he seems to see no reason to hide his anti-alien tendencies, to the point that he states them directly to some of the aliens he encounters on more than one occasion, with the sort of casual egotism that implies that he doesn’t particularly care if said aliens find it insulting (although he most likely wouldn’t have been of the opinion to consider them insults). In short, Torvald is not a man that anyone is particularly fond of, and while there is a certain amount of evidence that he was at least decent at doing his job, most of the opinions we see of him are that he’s a snake, a nasty piece of work, a “blunt instrument [for the CIA]”, and “a fool” - the latter of which is the opinion of his boss, which says rather a lot about Torvald’s virtues, or rather, distinct lack thereof.

Unfortunately for Andred, while it’s not uncommon for personalities to shift a little between regenerations, they rarely change so much as to explain away a complete 180 in a person’s opinions - in order to be accepted as Torvald he has to be recognizable as Torvald and that means at least pretending to hold the same opinions. This, as it turns out, is the second place things start to pear-shaped. While it can likely be assumed that his initial intent was to remain ‘himself’ throughout, the fact remains that he had not yet had a chance to ground himself in a new personality before he had to pretend to be Torvald; between the need to maintain his new facade and the lack of a strong grounding in who he should have been, the lie becomes the truth. So much so, in fact, that Andred later describes himself having been eaten up by the deception, enough so that by the time he knew to regret what he had done, it was already too late.

How long this state of affairs lasts is never quite explained, but when we next see Andred, some six months on from his regeneration, he is very much a different man. While the original Andred had been - if nothing else - a kind and truthful man, his new self is far closer to Torvald than anything. A less immediately awful version of Torvald, yes, but Torvald none the less; a brash man, prone to both an impatient sort of impulsiveness that could well have been distilled out of the youthful impetuousness that Andred’s original self had displayed and a generally unimpressed sort of snark. This is not the only change he displays. Somewhere between his regeneration and losing himself in facade of Torvald he has become the sort of man who would sooner shoot out a lock than go and find a key, and who sees no particular problem with being a little late - the latter most likely a hold over from Torvald although trying to pick out which of the opinions Andred expresses at this point are actually his and which are echoes of Torvald’s opinions is unclear, save for one particular case. In order to sell his masquerade as Torvald, Andred spends the entirety of that six months he spend echoing and repeating Torvald’s anti-alien sentiments as well as Torvald’s rather conservative political views; given that these are directly contrary to Andred’s own opinions, this was almost certainly something he knew to be a lie (at least once he remembered enough of who he’d been to regret his actions) and continued anyway.

At the same time, Andred was also spending the majority of his time not only trying to fool everyone in the Celestial Intervention Agency (read: something loosely akin to MI6) into thinking he was someone he wasn’t, he was also doing so without any proper training; between what would have been a distinctly hostile environment and the paranoia inherent to any organization of that nature he learned very quickly to trust no one and, once he managed to shake partially free of having been Torvald, would have had very little reason to actually tell anyone the truth, if only because he had yet to uncover the anti-alien plot he had expected to find (which may have never existed at all, it turns out later). The sole exception to this is Leela, who he has rather grievously wronged - having never mentioned his intent to speak with the CIA to her prior to his regeneration, she has spent some six months believing him to be missing (and presumed dead, by most of Gallifrey). In fact, he makes repeated attempts to indicate to her that he is actually Andred instead of Torvald; while none of these succeed - Andred is, at this point, too wrapped up in lies and paranoia to actually want to directly state his identity and Leela, believing him to be Torvald, is less than inclined to listen - there’s still a sense that he’s doing what he’s doing for Leela. Additionally, he seems to almost believe (or perhaps, wants to believe) that if he can only prove that there’d been a reason for his deception, if he can find and prove the existence of an anti-alien plot, that Leela will accept him back even despite the fact that he’s changed so much.

This turns out to be very much not the case. In reaction to a direct threat on Leela’s life, Andred finally breaks down and admits to his true identity, first to the president herself, and then again to a larger group, consisting of the aforementioned president, Leela, the original Torvald, and the head of the CIA. Needless to say, Leela doesn’t take this revelation at all well, and despite his attempts to explain himself, she tells that all she sees in him now is “[her] enemy in [her] enemy’s clothes,” dashing all of Andred’s hopes in one fell swoop and leaving him more than a little broken and utterly cast adrift.

At the same time, in that loss there was also a freedom - with his identity revealed, there was no further need to pretend to be Torvald. But without having given his personality time to settle, there was nothing for Andred to fall back on. Instead he spends some seven weeks imprisoned - in what was quite possibly solitary confinement - ostensibly for his assorted crimes during his time as Torvald but possibly also as a way to “detox” and find himself, and comes out relatively the same as he went in. True, he no longer makes an attempt to echo Torvald’s anti-alien opinions, but many of the other aspects of Torvald’s personality he had taken on remain the same - he is still blunt, snarky, and more than a little sharp-tongued when he wants to be (which is surprisingly often), but this is countered by a sort of world-weary disinterest and a genuine desire to leave Gallifrey. When his request to be allowed to leave is summarily denied, it only serves to sharpen his lack of interest in bothering to care - despite being offered a chance at rehabilitation he denies even so much as wanting it, to the point that he doesn’t leave his cell until one of the more major political figures of Gallifrey breaks him out of jail for her own purposes, after which he spends the rest of the time before his untimely death being more or less pushed around by various political factions, appearing to act more on what other people want than anything else. The only consistent theme to this part of his life are his repeated comments that he is, at the end of the day, not really on anyone’s side in the grand political game that is Gallifrey’s politics and that one has to choose one’s battles.

This is only the outer part of who Andred is. The part of himself that he knows, that he figures people expect, and that he leans on in lieu of having anything else to go on. Underneath that, however, lies what can only be described as a mass of self-loathing and general trust issues. Andred knows very well that he’s not the person anyone wants him to be, and very much appears to be taking at face value the numerous comments that were made to him over the course of his stay in jail that no one wants him and that no one trusts him. Or, in some cases, don’t trust him to not make a right mess of anything that he tries to do. Given that he’s certainly made a mess of his own life, and for what had seemed to be the right reasons at the time, he can see where the comments are coming from. Too, he regrets what he’s done, knows that he’s hurt the one person that matters the most to him, and is ashamed of himself - even if he can no longer quite say why he has done the things he’s done save perhaps to say that they felt like the right thing at the time, even though they very clearly haven’t been. And, even despite Leela’s generally frosty outlook towards him, she is still the rock to which he is desperately clinging to - in his own words “[s]o many people have tried to tell me [what I should do], I don't know who to listen to. I don't know who I can trust anymore; I know can't trust myself. But I trust you.” He respects that she wants nothing to do with him, yes, but he cannot - and perhaps will not - bring himself to stop caring about her even knowing that she believes him to no longer be the man he married - a fact that he eventually directly admits to. All the same, it’s for the possibility that she might, one day, finally accept him again that he shakes himself out of his habits long enough to make an attempt at doing the right thing, even if he’s killed before he can ever make good on that.

Finally, it should be noted that even though he is very badly lost in ruins of the composite being that was his attempt to be Torvald, he is not as far from being capable of doing the right thing as he thinks he is. Even before his promise to Leela, he did allow himself to be caught after his jailbreak, and while this did come after a suggestion that he might benefit by doing so in a moment that redeem himself in the eyes of society it surprises no few people that he would actually stay to be caught all the same. However, while this is certainly a redemptive act it is both a purely social redemption and a path that he might not have taken had it not been suggested to him - once returned to society Andred continues to make no particular effort to change who he is or make amends for his own misdeeds (save, perhaps, to Leela, and his attempts there are not only rebuffed at every turn but also desperately and clumsily offered... and mostly comprised of him trying to explain himself, rather than taking any action that would prove him to have an intent to honestly change).

Barge Reactions: The Barge itself is, by and large, not going to be anything out of the ordinary to Andred. Spaceships and timeships are both ridiculously commonplace on Gallifrey, and the Doctor Who universe at large has more than enough aliens for him to not find any non-human residents particularly note worthy, as a whole (on a less general note, he may find individual non-humans either bizarre or outside of the realm of what he's used to, but neither is he likely to make a huge fuss about it). To be honest, the thing about the Barge that he's going have the hardest time adjusting to is the presence of actual, honest-to-goodness magic, but even then he's mostly going to be sort of skeptical and generally dismissive of it - in a sort of "of course everyone knows magic's not a thing" way - for a good long while.

In a similar vein, he'll probably assume that floods are something that he'll be able just kind of roll with, once someone manages to either explain or imply that weird shit sometimes Just Happens on the Barge - after the chaos of timeonic fusion device and data bombs, he'd like to thing that he can handle things being a little inconvenient. He will most likely be wrong about this, and will consequently spend his first few floods either visibly confused or more prickly than usual as he realizes that when people said weird they meant it. Once he's past that hurdle, his reaction to them will mostly be mild irritation of the sort that'll by nigh-on indistinguishable from him being mildly irritated at anything else - a sort of "oh, this again?"

Breaches, on the other hand, are going to fuck him up what good, for the simple reason that he has already essentially spent time in another person's life and has not come out it at all well; the fact that he could, at any moment, be thrown into another person's life is not exactly going to go over well. Whether his reaction devolves into nope.jpg or cautious curiosity is likely going to depend on the breaches themselves and what happens during them, regardless of which it is, he's almost certainly going to be carefully segmenting off his breach-self's experience in thought and word for a while, in much the same was as he does with anything concerning Torvald. (This will probably be easier with breaches where he is - for whatever reason - no longer a Time Lord; additionally he'll have no troubles with the breach as it's happening, but a lot of things that might need talking about after.)

Path to Redemption: In theory, Andred's path to redemption is easy - he needs to find out who is and, preferably, return to the sort of man he used to be. In practice, this is anything but. While Andred does express an interest in being the man he used to be and implies that there's some part of that has been trying to find his way back to who he used to be, he also has severe issues with trust (as a result of the general sort of paranoia that comes with many spy agencies), is not inclined to talk about himself, and is generally inclined to not put in too much of an effort to be particularly friendly to boot. While he might not actively dislike any Warden to whom he gets assigned, a Warden who wants to actually win his trust will find the task both generally Herculean and possibly deliberately denied by Andred himself; without that, getting Andred to open about about his past and his problem is going to take either a minor miracle or having his Inmate file... but he's not going to be at all pleased by the idea of someone having access to all the details of his life. For him, while redemption is something that he "[has] to do" there's very much a sense that it's also a personal thing - a thing that only he can do.

The nature of his last moments and his subsequent arrival on the barge will also leave him severely rattled. While it's unlikely that he'll entirely ditch the idea of redemption, he will almost certainly be less motivated to do so knowing both that he has died and that the sole person he had been willing to put his trust and hope in (his ex-wife Leela) is not only not on the Barge but will have been left to mourn him again in the aftermath of his death - the first thing any Warden will need to do is find a way to get him out of the quagmire of wanting redemption but not seeing a whole lot of point to it any more.

The most immediate way to get him considering redemption is to remind him not of his last conversations with Leela before his death - not in that he's failed her, but in that he was willing to trust her even when he didn't trust himself and that the idea that she might, one day, trust him again was enough to serve as his strength in the journey. Unfortunately, the quickest to get him to shut down and fall back into old habits is... to bring up either Leela or his past; reminders of other parts of his life will similarly get him to retreat into old habits and the snarky cynicism he wears as a facade. Getting him to push past that is going to involve negotiating both the emotional minefield that is everything to do with the past eight months or so of his life as well as his continued inclination to not be particularly friendly; getting him to graduate is going to involve not only a Warden he can actually tolerate, but also a good deal of patience as figures out both who he is and who he should be.

History: at the Doctor Who Wiki! (note: since the wiki covers all of canon and it's many variants, this particular version of Andred follows the audio canon and not the book canon; as such he and Leela never had a child.)

Sample Journal Entry: On the testdrive
Sample RP: It’s a strange thing, waking up after having known yourself to be dying. Stranger still to do so and yet have no real idea of how it happened - and Andred is pretty certain that he hasn’t just regenerated. For one thing, the room around him looks nothing like the vaults. Not that he consciously acknowledges that, at first. There’s no time to, really -no sooner has he opened his eyes when a sort of panicky instinct sets in, one hand raising to chest as if to find a neat pair of stab wounds there. It’s only when he finds not only no stab wounds but a significant lack of blood that the panic recedes enough to let cautious curiosity take over.

He’s never believed in an afterlife. Religion is a dead thing, on Gallifrey, and the concept of life past death is largely redundant when that’s pretty much what regeneration is. But without that, there’s nothing else he can think for it to be. It’s an unknown, an oddity, and that alone is enough to leave him both worried and wary - he finds himself sitting up on the bed without having consciously intended to, eyes flickering over the interior over the cabin as a well-practiced paranoia theatens to set in. The only way for him to have not woken up in the Vaults - if indeed he was to wake up at all, and he’s not at all convinced of that - is if someone cared enough for his comfort (presumed comfort?) to allow him to wait out his recuperation somewhere other than a stone floor. And given that even the president herself had been more than willing to let him rot in a cell for seven weeks, he doubts that anyone would have had enough of a change of hearts to particularly care to bring him here.

(Wherever “here” is, but that’s a point to be considered later. Right now he’s more concerned with how and why, and not so much where.)

And that leaves just one option. Someone wants him for something. Why, he has not even the slightest idea, but there’s precedent for that at least - and a small and deeply bitter part of him grudgingly admits that he probably makes for an excellent scapegoat. Someone to take the blame, when no one else will, and it’s not as if anyone has a particularly good opinion of him these days anyway - if someone’s bothered enough to go to this length for him, it’s not for the pleasure of his company.

(The fact that cabin is, perhaps, meant to be his doesn’t occur to him. People fetching him to some other part of the Capitol strains credulity as it is; the fact that he might no longer be on Gallifrey is so unlikely - in his mind - that it doesn’t even so much as register as a remote possibility.)

Unfortunately, his attempts to figure out anything by the way the room is laid out come to naught, even despite his pacing up and down the room and peering into what few nooks and crannies there are. It is, to all intents and purposes, very much like any of the other rooms in Capitol, before anyone imposes their personality on it - the walls are almost distressingly bare, the bed - while functional - bears no mark of personality. There isn’t even anything of particular note in the cabinet - while it’s not entirely empty, the few things that are there are the sort that he’d expect to see in nearly any room of similar. It does, however, occur to him somewhere midway through his search of the cabinet that the room looks an awful lot like the one he’d used during his masquerade as Torvald. A place to sleep, nothing more, devoid of any real personality and very certainly not a terribly comfortable place besides - while it’s not surprising, it’s discomforting enough that rather than finish out his explorations he abruptly cuts it short, closing the drawer he’d had open with perhaps more force than strictly necessary.

“You know, you could at least bother to show yourself! I know you have to be there somewhere!”

This is directed in the general direction of the door and, by proxy, whoever or whatever might be responsible for the fact that he’s not only not as dead as he knows he should have been but also somewhere completely different to where he might have expected to be - two facts that are wrong enough that they have his nerves and paranoia both running high, no matter how he might try to hide it.

And he is, just at the moment, not doing a very good job of that either, his comment coming out both angry and demanding and although he isn’t often given to pacing, he’s heading towards the door even before he hears any kind of answer. If his ‘rescuer’ isn’t going to do him even the small favor of answering him, then he might as well go find the answer he’s looking for.

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