09; A million spaces in the Earth to fill [but there's no going home]

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[dysfunctional couples? They really have nothing on these two. Dysfunctional...well, sort-of selves. The one in the brown suit is sipping on a banana daquiri with a little umbrella in it (he'll be saving it for the little sunbathers on Tredronia as they need it more than he does)]

Right. So! Merging is supposedly quite complicated, or time consuming. Or both. Maybe. It doesn't make a lot of sense to me, either.

[The one in the more casual attire sips on a pint, giving his other self a look] Well, it has to be less complicated and time consuming than explaining to people on the streets why I'm talking to myself. You really do need to figure something out.

Why do I have to figure it out? You're me---with less sartorial taste, of course---but you've got to have some of my cleverness in that human brain of yours. [he may be surly because of the rum in the fruity drink]

I'm clever! Besides that, you've had a merger before, I haven't. So you need to figure something out. [gives him a look] And I'm sorry, but having exactly two suits isn't anyone's idea of taste.

They're nice suits. Besides, at least I know what I like. [scratches his sideburns] Well, I know it's got a bit to do with psychic wavelengths, creating some sort of a bond between the two realities.

I know what I like. Wearing more than two things is actually considered quite healthy by most people. [takes a sip of his drink] A bond between realities? How did you manage to do that before?

I don't know. It just sort of happened over time.

It just sort of happened? Like what, you woke up one day and bam, merged reality?

No, not that simple. It just took a bit of time, like a melting block of ice.

Really? A bit of time? Can't we just speed the process up, seeing as we're sort of the same? We should have some sort of psychic wavelength all ready, I would think.

We probably can. [takes a sip of his drink] I'm just not the sort of person who would know about that.

Lot of good, you are. [sighs] Right, well, what sort of person would know, then?

The Master.

Oh, you've got to be kidding. Really?

Not exactly the universe's greatest tutor, I think. We'll figure it out, though.

If he would be the sort to know, it can't be that difficult, right? I mean, there are two of us, after all.

We've got plenty of time, though. No need to rush things.

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[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Actually there is every reason to rush things. I'm not exactly thrilled walking around with people staring at me like I've lost my mind because I'm talking to someone only I can see.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Either that, or walking next to someone who looks exactly like you. Except----[judging expression says 'remember that comment I said earlier about sartorial taste?']

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

God, you're giving me a headache. [Irritable and hung over and depressed, woohoo! She is sitting at her ever-useful kitchen table. Doing nothing.]

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

You all right, Misaki?

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Oh, sorry. You all right?

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Hands in her pockets, humming to herself. All the Tens are about today, it seems!]

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[looks over at her, arching an eyebrow] You seem fairly amused.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[turns around]

Oh, hello!

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Someone has been gone for a while. She will sit and watch and glare because IT IS THE NOODLE.]

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[looks in confusion at the glaring cat] Something wrong?

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[fresh from an evening entertainment she is standing quietly to one side, merely amusing the interactions. Her ice blue satin gown in accented with ivory gloves, as opposed to the leather of before. With each appearance she grows more collected]

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[grins]

Madame.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[smiles at Reinette while tilting his head towards the Doctor and rolling his eyes]

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

It's not going to happen all at once, you know. Bits and pieces at a time.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Bits and pieces? How long about?

[smiles]

You recognize me. Last time we spoke, you were [gestures, unsure how to phrase what he means to say.]

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Have you done it?

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

[stares at them] What ... pleasant company.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Lucy. [sighs] Always a pleasure.

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

Here's trouble times two. [Sup boys? Have a Donna.] Trying to work out the kinks of this place?

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[It's a Donna! That means his mood improves - like whoa] Yeah. Well I'm trying at least. Not sure what this one over here is doing. Do you have any idea how all that works?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[oh look, two of his favourite people to ignore! Have you ever seen a more smug and arrogant grin in your life?]

Sorry, did I hear a Doctor say he needs my tutelage?

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[He really hasn't, which he feels is saying a lot considering his present company]

I think we'll manage on our own.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Have a curious Juni] Is anything wrong?

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Just this merger business. I'm sort of lost on how it actually manages to happen.

[bacchusprincess.livejournal.com]

[This little fella is kinda... staring at them, every time at the one who speaks, losing where the conversation goes, or what was it about. Because it's so amusing that they are looking almost the same!]

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[looks behind himself]

Oh! Hello!

[ofalzarius.livejournal.com]

Our realities can merge?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Yep, figure out how to blend the realities, see what the other person sees.

[motions to the chair between the two Doctors, for Adric to sit should he want]

[soimpressive.livejournal.com]

[a wild Nine appears] Good luck. I've been bonding my arse off for months and I still haven't managed one.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Not even one?

[scratches sideburns]

Right, well, that won't do. Pull up a seat, Self.

[scienceandgod.livejournal.com]

[Arthur just sort of...stares. It's one thing to run into one person that looks like you, but two at a time is a bit overwhelming.]

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[Handy stares back, because it's him, but not a Doctor, and he's had some bad experiences with that. So have an uncertain stare]

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[._. She has never seen two Tens in the same place at the same time. It is odd.]

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

You all right, Henrietta?