Ticker Tape

The Doctor unfurls a length of ticker tape, its endless stream of printed paper fluttering as he waves it like a banner in the ruins. The tape carries faint lines of text and numbers, torn from some long-abandoned system, now repurposed as a prop in his high-stakes negotiation. Its presence underscores the desperation of his plan, the tape’s fragility contrasting with the cosmic scales of the neutron star and the TARDIS’s gravitational might.