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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[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Yep. About the same sort of hair. We could get you a purple suit!


OOC: LOL. (http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2007/08/128296332312188750imignoringyou.jpg)

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[stares holes into the wall in front of him, trying not to react.]

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[has now reached obnoxious mode, grinning widely and scooting closer]

What do you think? Should we get you some purple heels, too?

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[pushes his chair away, and makes a show of yawning and pretending not to notice the Doctor]

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Is that your way of saying you want me to leave without you?

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[gives him a look]

So that's the way it is? Do what I say or else?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[wide grin]

You're talking to me again!

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[rolls his eyes]

I guess I am.

[beat]

So, creating psychic wavelengths to bond the realities? Do you think it's something that can be forced? The Master, he mentioned something about experimenting with merging. Maybe it can be forced with enough concentration or something along those lines.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

We could try. Might involve some connecting, that sort of thing.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Connecting. Like connecting connecting.

[gestures towards his head and gives the Doctor a questioning look]

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Right. Well, it would be a sort of psychic bond. Might strengthen the merging.

[suddenly defensive] I don't know! It's just an idea!

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

I didn't say it was bad idea. I just asked.

[hesitantly]

I mean, it wouldn't be like...

[stops and shakes his head]

Nevermind. If you think it might work, we can give it a try.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[concerned] Wouldn't be like what?

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Nothing. We'll do it, see if it works.

[takes a sip of his drink]

Someone told me you have to be not mean to each other for this merger thing to work. [laughs] I don't think we stand a chance, you know, knowing us.

[his tone more joking than anything else]

Well, more likely it will be your fault, but either way.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

I don't know about that. Lucy and I are rarely even polite to each other.

[takes a drink of his wine]

Well, probably my fault, yeah. But it'll be nice, having someone around who's a bit like me, bit like Donna. And traveling! Love the traveling.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[his expression is somewhat surprised and maybe even close to touched, maybe, but he switches back to nonchalant as quickly as possible.]

Of course. The traveling. Nothing like it.