Constellation 02

[scienceandgod.livejournal.com]

[Arthur is on the Plane, sitting at his desk. There are papers strewn all over it's surface, most filled to the brim with scribbles of equations and notes. His pocket watch sits on one side of the desk, opened and facing upwards so that he can glance at the time more conveniently. On the other end, at the far right corner, is a cup of tea. It sits intact, and has long gone cold.

He looks a little worse-for-wear, a bit more disheveled than usual; clothes rumbled, his hair uncombed, and eyes with a touch of weariness to them. Arthur stifles a yawn, then sets back to work]

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[madamemoiselle]

{Sitting on the corner of his desk, she takes the pocket watch curiously}

This is pretty~ What a nice watch.

[scienceandgod.livejournal.com]

[Looks, up, looking worried as he spots the watch in her hand, already reaching for it] Please return that.

[madamemoiselle]

I'm not going to take it! I'm only looking.

[scienceandgod.livejournal.com]

I don't suspect you will, but..... [He sighs, letting his hand drop] Please be careful with it.

[brokenamethysts.livejournal.com]

That looks almost as bad as my desk.

[scienceandgod.livejournal.com]

[looks up, smiling] It's not usually this bad.

[brokenamethysts.livejournal.com]

As long as you don't have a neat-freak partner yelling at you about it, it probably doesn't matter. [grinning]
But it looks like you're pretty wrapped up in...whatever it is you're doing.

[lamb_of_gold]

[Lurkity Lurk von Lurkenheimer]

[scienceandgod.livejournal.com]

[Absorbed in his work, so unfortunately amazing lurking powers go unnoticed]

[lamb_of_gold]

[Peeeeeeeeers over]

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[snatches up the watch and tosses it between his hands]

Morning, Arthur!

[scienceandgod.livejournal.com]

[immediately drops his pen and tries to reach for it] Please don't-

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

I'm not going to break it, Arthur. Time Lord reflexes, you know. I'll catch it before you know it's falling.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[The Doctor looks over everything.] Have you solved what you're working on yet?

[scienceandgod.livejournal.com]

[He recognizes the voice and doesn't look up, only shakes his head] If I had, I would be in bed by now.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[He leans against the desk, glancing over papers.] You look exhausted. How long have you been at it?

[ofalzarius.livejournal.com]

[Oh, hey. Equations.] Do you need any help?

[scienceandgod.livejournal.com]

It's more trial and error, really. I'll be fine.

[ofalzarius.livejournal.com]

Not really. If you think about it logically before writing things down you should be able to avoid too much error.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Leans over curiously] Working on something?

[scienceandgod.livejournal.com]

[glances up, giving her a brief smile] Trying out a few equations.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

Oh, trying to work out something?

[forthedarklord.livejournal.com]

[Watching this.]

[scienceandgod.livejournal.com]

[Oblivious to his presence, he keeps working]

[forthedarklord.livejournal.com]

[Fine with Barty- all the better to catch you off guard in speaking.] More 'science', have we found?