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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.]

Comments

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

I'm not demeaning anything. I just know my audience.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Oh, you're taken to acting now?

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

I would, but according to you I'm probably terrible at it. Easy to read, or something along those lines.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

No harm in trying.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Seems sort of a waste, all that time spent pretending for someone else's entertainment.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Dear Reinette pretends a very great deal, and it's hardly for anyone else's entertainment. Well. Sometimes. Not the point. The point is that there are many many reasons for acting.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Right, I forgot. You're a regular Laurence Olivier. So what are these many, many reasons?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Stop being a prat and listen to me.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

I'm not a prat.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

You're being one.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Well you're being a git, so we're even.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Yes, but I make git look good.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

A delusional git.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

You don't believe that.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

You're really trying to drive home the delusional bit, aren't you?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

I could read your mind to prove it.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Why do you always insist on falling back on that?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Perhaps I long for the intimacy of your mind intwined with mine.

Or perhaps I think it's a great little resource for forcing you to concede.

Or maybe I just get kicks out of watching your responses as the time goes on.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Or maybe you're just being a git.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

That's what option three meant, Doctor. John.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

That's, well that's pretty much true, yeah.

You're still delusional, though.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Perhaps. But at least I'm not half so deluded as you are.

[ruffles his hair and then vanishes from the Plane]