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[soimpressive.livejournal.com]

[the Ninth Doctor appears in the astral plane just in time for his jaws to close on empty air] Well, that's... Hmm. [a confused pause, in which the Doctor is turning around in a complete circle and looking for a door or a hole or some other plausible explanation for how he got to where he's currently standing] Normally I'd suspect a wrong turn, but that's a bit difficult when you're sitting still with the parking brake on.

[he takes a few steps and then stops and bounces up and down in place] Solid enough. Good to know, 'cause I'd hate to... [trails off, frowning] No, that's enough playing along. Where's my TARDIS? Or, for that matter, my sandwich?

Hello?

Look, if you're going to go to the trouble of beaming someone out of their own chair mid-meal, you could have the decency to show up. It's common courtesy.

[a silence that stretches for what seems like several minutes, but was probably just a few seconds] What, am I talking to myself here?

Oh, come on.

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[bloodonedge.livejournal.com]

It wouldn't be a pulled pork sandwich, would it?

I can't tell you what happened to yours, but I can manage a pulled pork.

[soimpressive.livejournal.com]

[masking surprise] Nope, grilled cheese. Pulled pork's not bad though, I could go for one.

But first thing's first. What am I doing here?

[bloodonedge.livejournal.com]

Unfortunately, I don't think any of us have that answer.

[takes a plastic bag out of his pocket, pulls out half a pulled pork sandwich, and offers it with a smile] I'm Dexter, by the way.

[twelvemasks.livejournal.com]

You can go back.

[soimpressive.livejournal.com]

--tor.

And how's that?

[twelvemasks.livejournal.com]

Think yourself back.

[lamb_of_gold]

In the middle of a meal, hm?

[soimpressive.livejournal.com]

[ask and ye shall receive, he's thinking, since now there's all these people]

Yep.

[lamb_of_gold]

Quite unfortunate, but you can be sure it will not have moved upon your return. [Also, Mu is laughing at you in his head]

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

........

[Stares]

[soimpressive.livejournal.com]

[er, stares back? since her face hasn't quite clicked in his brain yet]

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[Pokes] You real, or am I just seeing things?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Oh, yay. Three for the price of one. Well, two and a half, as the Fifth is rather unique.

[soimpressive.livejournal.com]

[here Master, have a whiplash-inducing head turn in your direction]

What?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

That never gets old!

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

'Your' TARDIS? [watches him with a raised brow] I take it...you are the Ninth, then?

[soimpressive.livejournal.com]

Yes, my-- [oh good grief, see he's gawping at her like this]

Yeeees. That's me. Have we met?

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[beams] Hullo! Long time no see!

[soimpressive.livejournal.com]

[NINE HAS BEEN CAST ADRIFT IN A SEA OF CONFUSION]

I don't know you.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

[I DON'T KNOW YOU BUT YOU KNOW ME, GOOD SIR]

Well, this is certainly interesting.

[soimpressive.livejournal.com]

[and you thought the whiplash he got turning to talk to your Sixth self was bad]

Master.

[madamemoiselle]

Hee~ Another funny person! ♥

But they won't show up. Apparently, anyways. I still haven't seen the people who let us come here yet, so~

[soimpressive.livejournal.com]

Then maybe someone should give them a lesson on entertaining guests.

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

[have a curiously peering Doctor]

Hmm. I've never worn leather before.

[soimpressive.livejournal.com]

[he's getting used to this, so he doesn't seem nearly as shocked as before]

There's a first time for everything.