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[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[Handy arrives on the Plane in a much better state of mind than he was last time he appeared. He is a little annoyed with the Proper Doctor for inviting him to travel without first properly considering the fact that their realities are not merged. Still, he is in a fairly decent mood.

He remembers finding the Doctor on the Plane with a chair and some books and has decided to follow His example. Upon arrival, Handy is lounging on a sofa, nose buried in a book, “1812: The Catalyst to Canadian Independence.”  He may have ‘borrowed’ the sofa and some books from a bookshop for use on the Plane. Either way, he is proud of himself for managing to get it all here.

On the end of the sofa at his feet are various other books, which he promptly kicks to the floor so he can stretch out his legs. The books are mostly biographies and historical texts. He is still a bit foggy on the history of the parallel Earth he’s on now, so he’s decided to utilize the Plane and take this opportunity for some much needed reading.

Despite the fact that he has no idea how the book will end, it is still incredibly boring. He’s being stubborn and refuses to move on to another book until he finishes the one he is reading. He is fighting the urge to fall asleep. If he continues reading, it will most likely be a losing battle.]

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[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[sarcastically] Right. I forgot.

[his head tilts up, looking at the Master]

Brushing up on my history. It's all different there.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[grins slightly]

How so?

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[big sigh]

Well, Canada and America sort of swap places as far as world powers go. America lost the War of 1812, went back to British rule. Canadians were a big part of it, or something along those lines. After the war Canada decides they can do independence better than America, so they have their own war. Britain's too busy dealing with Napoleon, so Canada wins pretty easily.

[looks back at the book, then at the Master again] I'm still a bit fuzzy on all the details, but that's the general idea.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

...isn't it a bit too chilly there for that sort of thing?

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Manifest destiny, or something along those lines. The political geography is completely different as well. America never expanded out west. Canada took that territory.

[sighs]

I don't know, it's all a bit off.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

I say avoid them both. No one wants to see Little Mosque on the Prairie on every channel.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Well, someone wants to, obviously. [sits up and pushes the book aside, giving up on it for the moment.] Not me, but someone. Somewhere.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Canadian imperialists.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Two words I never imagined going together before.

Two things I really don't care to learn about either, but here we are.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Idiot. Don't learn about it if you don't want to.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Well I sort of have to, unless you want me walking around knowing the wrong things.

Are you just going to stand there all day.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

What would you rather I do?

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Why do you always need me to decide?

You're going to do what you want, anyway.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Why do you protest every time I offer you choice?

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Because it's pointless. It doesn't matter what I decide, you'll just do whatever you want.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Fatalist.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Realist.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Since when is that a bad thing?

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

I was talking about myself. Not a fatalist, a realist.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Ohh. In that case, no: fatalist.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Sadist.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Masochist.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Narcissist.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

It's not narcissism when you really are the only person worth acknowledging in a room.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Aren't I lucky? The only person worth acknowledging focusing all this energy on me.