03: Both of you are talking--your good side and your bad [Discussing who has better hair]

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[A fair shift from the extremely unhappy Doctor we saw not a few days ago, this very same Doctor sits at a workbench with lots of cardboard, paper, and glitter. His hand is bandaged from his swordfight with the Master, but it's also covered in copious amounts of glitter.

It's shiny, okay?

He's been working on three badges: "Proper Doctor" (For himself, naturally), "First Arrived Doctor", and "Human Doctor". He's also got one that he's been toying with that says "Handie Hand"...]

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[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

[Secretly lulzing---but is far too proper/Romanaish to actually do so.] Trying to refrain from mistaken identities?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Well, I've had to deal with a great number of mistaken-ness. And I certainly don't want people mistaking me as DoctorDonna. DonnaDoctor. That bloke.

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

[Ryotarou blinks at all this, tilting his head slightly. This is actually all a very good idea, and he's grateful someone thought of it. Now he just has to figure out which one this Ten is, before actually approaching.]

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

It certainly is astounding with how many of you are here.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[Do do do do...yipes he has a ridiculous amount of glitter in his hair. He does a puppy-style shake and it appears to rain glitter]

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

It only adds to the class of this place. Lots of mes. I imagine I'll have fantastic conversation!

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

While the rest of us suffer headaches?

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

[Blink! Gets a little closer, curious as to all the glitter.]

Doctor...?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

AAAAAAAAAAH!

[cue ducking]

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[smirks]

You love it. No need to hide it, I already know.

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

[eye roll]

Oh, yes, listening to the lot of you and your incarnations is my idea of a well-spent Thursday afternoon. [albeit teasingly]

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

[IT'S CONTAGIOUS because Ryotarou ducks too dflkndslfkhdsn]

What?!

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

[peeking over his shoulder] A hand, Doctor? Whatever is that for?

[dritte-tochter.livejournal.com]

[it's curious Doll time, Ten!] What are you working on, desu?

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Here's Jack, trying very hard not to laugh and failing miserably] You know, if you just wanted the badges to be seen from three miles away you could've just made them bigger.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Well, why wouldn't it be? Intelligent conversations with intelligent individuals. Well, individual.

[cutecleaver.livejournal.com]

[Rena meets HER FIRST DR. WHO CHARACTER EVER O GASP.] What're you making, I wonder, I wonder?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Sorry! Sorry! Startled me, is all!

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

There's a me wandering about here that grew out of my hand. See this hand? Had a second one. Now I only have the one hand.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Name badges! See? They're sparkly. I like the sparkles. For me and the blokes who look like me.

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

Intelligent, perhaps. But with each of you having such large egos I'm quite certain rather loud debates will arise from it.

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

[fdsklhnl Stands back up after a second, arm automatically crossing over his stomach because it's still sore, but shakes his head] I-it's okay..

[prince-stupid.livejournal.com]

[Blink. Blink.] This is, perhaps, some human custom?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[completely serious] You think I should've?

[a pause] You're yourself.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Badges! For me and myself and myself.