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[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[have some of the TARDIS wardrobe set out on the Plane. You might see things like this and this and this, along with all types of other clothes as well. Handy is going through it, looking for some clothes to get by before he replenishes his wardrobe. He holds a shirt up against his chest as he studies his reflection in a floor length mirror and then quickly tosses it aside, going back to sort through the racks of clothing]

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[pactum.livejournal.com]

I ... I see. I'm not even gonna ask why that is. This is confusing.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[laughs]

Yeah, I can nearly get confused at times, and I'm actually part of the entire thing. Can't really blame anyone else for getting confused, too.

[pactum.livejournal.com]

[a soft chuckle in return]

... Oh, I should probably introduce myself. I'm Emil.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Emil. Good to meet you.

No need for introductions on my part, it seems.

[pactum.livejournal.com]

Eheheh... do you all still use the same name, then?

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

More or less, yeah.

[pactum.livejournal.com]

Okay. [a pause] Do you all like the same things?

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Yes and no? We're all from different universes I think, so I don't want to speak for the other two. I'm half human, too, so I might be a little different than the two who look like me.

As for the ones who look different, well, they're previous selves. It's just like when you're younger you might like different things than you do when you get older.

[pactum.livejournal.com]

Ah... well, that makes it easier, sort of. Though it'd be kind of a pain to identify all the different ones with different food...

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[laughs]

Different food?

[pactum.livejournal.com]

Yeah. One of the other... you's... liked the cookies I made.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Oh, I like cookies, too!

[pactum.livejournal.com]

What's your favorite?

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

That's hard to decide. Chocolate chip is always a good choice.

[pactum.livejournal.com]

Yeah, it is. [stores this away for future reference!]

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

What about you? What's your favorite type?

[awesome. he will be excited if this knowledge is ever used in the future.]

[pactum.livejournal.com]

Um... I don't know, really. I like the ones with jelly in them... [They're fun to make.]

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Oh, those ones are good too, yeah.

[pactum.livejournal.com]

Heheh. [just smiles~ it's not the Doctor he met, but still a Doctor. he wonders if all of them are this nice.]

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[grins and then looks thoughtful for a moment]

Hold up. What do you want to learn sparring for?

[pactum.livejournal.com]

[The fact he carries a sword might be a hint. :|a Wait, this is Handy.]

I... I want to learn how to protect someone with my own power, instead of borrowing someone else's.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[yes, this is Handy :| Remember that before assuming he can figure out the obvious]

Borrowing someone else's? How does that work?

[pactum.livejournal.com]

It's complicated... When I fight, I borrow the power of Ratatosk. It lets me tame monsters, but at the same time... I feel like it isn't really my own strength. So I'm going to try to learn to fight the hard way.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

That's actually quite admirable. Too many people seem to rely on the easy way out.

[pactum.livejournal.com]

R... really?