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realityshifted2008-12-18 12:11 am
rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com) wrote in realityshifted2008-12-18 12:11 am
09; A million spaces in the Earth to fill [but there's no going home]
[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.
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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Sorry, Master. The adults are talking. We'll play later.
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And you're sure you don't have anything to give?
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[nervously]
What exactly do you think I have?
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[he stops. That nervousness? That was odd]
Doctor?
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Sometimes, Doctor, you're bearable.
Do you have something to offer?
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No. Why would I?
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This is the bit where your voice gets light and drawls out a bit, you realise. Then you start talking about something that isn't important, as if I'd forget what we were discussing if you go on and on about panthermic regulators or whatever it is for long enough.
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No, this is the bit where you insist on how easy I am to read. How whatever I'm actually saying is just some sort of way of changing the subject at hand, and how there is something really deep down I want to say, and I should just get it over with and tell you.
[scratches the back of his neck]
Except I have nothing to offer, so it's all sort of pointless.
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[smiles]
But perhaps later, I think.
Goodbye, Doctor. And Doctor, of course.
[and as he turns on his heel, he disappears from the Plane]
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Didn't think he'd take such a shine to you.
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So, now that he's gone you have something to say?