01. And now for something completely different

[timewill-tell.livejournal.com]

[The Doctor is smiling happily and humming a Beatles song to himself.] Ah, The Beatles. Earth has produced quite the preeminent collection of musicians, though few compare to The Beatles. Oh, but I can't forget Miles Davis and John Coltrane, now, can I? Different favorites for different genres. I couldn't very well compare a rock 'n' roll band to jazz luminaries, it's hardly an even playing field. So to speak.

[Glancing at the food and drink he's precariously balancing in his hands, the Doctor ponders what he's currently holding.] I don't have the affinity for bacon sandwiches that Ace does, but chips are rather nice on occasion, and I must say, I do enjoy these chocolate malts. Far more delicious than carrot juice.

[At last, he realizes he's not on a street, or anywhere near Harry's Café, the place he only just left. It's hard to determine when exactly the scenery changed, but this is most certainly not where he's supposed to be. It's different, and he supposes it should be disconcerting, but with no sign of an immediate threat, he allows himself a moment to appreciate the view.] Well, this is peculiar.

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[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[the Master lets out a sigh]

At this point, I think I've become entirely incapable of keeping up with all of you.

[timewill-tell.livejournal.com]

[The Doctor might have sighed in return, if this had been a different point in time, but for the moment, all he can do is scowl.]

Evidently I'm equally incapable of keeping away from you for any length of time.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

I keep telling you, I am irresistible.

We could make tea again, Doctor. We've all the time we want here. And no Blinovitch Limitation effect making the whole thing go kaboom. The welcome committee should be along soon enough - and Miss McShane, two of yourselves contemporary to me, a half human self, one rendition of your Byronic turn, a man who ought wear beige but in fact wears black, and a bald one with big ears and a leather jacket.

And the Brigadier. And the Lady President, and Adric, and my wife, and dear Mister Turlough, and--[he smiles]--your granddaughter.

But I think that's the end of it for people you know, along your timeline. There are a number of your future companions, but that's hardly relevant at present. My dear Doctor, shall we have tea?

[aces-are-rare.livejournal.com]

Peculiar is one word for it.

[Ace is so very very glad to see her Professor, and at least a little of her pleasure is obvious to anyone watching. She's also bloody annoyed at him too, though, and that's much more visible. Typical Ace bluster ensues.]

It's about bloody time you showed up.

[timewill-tell.livejournal.com]

[It's Ace! The very person he was intent on seeing. He can't tell that she's annoyed because he's too distracted by thoughts of consuming a chocolate malt.]

Ah, Ace! It shouldn't surprise me to see you here. Well, it is good to see you, I must say. It's been...oh, a few weeks since we saw each other last, hasn't it? Give or take a month.

[aces-are-rare.livejournal.com]

[He would be more distracted by the malts then the sudden arrival on an astral plane, wouldn't he? Should have specified that anyone but a clueless Time Lord would recognize her annoyance. To make things a little clear lets have some crossed arms and a 'Gordon Bennett you are a clueless git' expression.]

Give or take a month? Try give or take six month, Professor. Six months on that bloody planet without a break.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

[oh glee, the TARDIS has another Doctor to molest bother!] Doctor. You are here as well, then?

[timewill-tell.livejournal.com]

[Oh, no, we can't have his TARDIS molesting bothering him! Pssh! He is more than happy to be bothered. Or the other thing, possibly.]

Well, of course. If a place like this exists at all, I believe I'm obliged to be here. As are you. And here you are, just as you ought to be.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

My place is wherever my Doctor is. That there are so many here only cements this truth.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

[because she's never one to disappoint her Master, even through meta, have a Lucy! who is giving you a rather withering appraisal because really, Doctor, what are you wearing?]

Peculiar, indeed.

[timewill-tell.livejournal.com]

[He does nothing but smile back, because there's nothing wrong with his choice in clothing. But he does notice her look, and given that, he has to question.]

Are you referring to this place, or to me?

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Juni looks rather pleased with herself, because she remembers that band!] You've heard of the Beatles?

[timewill-tell.livejournal.com]

I've heard of them, I listen to them frequently, I've seen them perform live, and I've even met one or two of them. Well, technically I just happened to pass by George Harrison on a beach in Australia once, but I was remarkably closer to him than most people get.

[ofalzarius.livejournal.com]

What is? The Plane?

[timewill-tell.livejournal.com]

[Oh, it's Adric. Oh, oh, yes, that is a definite feeling of pain in his hearts right now.]

Adric...

Yes, I find it peculiar, given that I was somewhere else entirely only a moment ago.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

Peculiar isn't quite the word I'd use myself. It's a bit mild if you're using it in conjunction with the Plane.

[timewill-tell.livejournal.com]

Is it? Assuming you've had more experience with this place, what would be a more appropriate description?

[unearthlysusan.livejournal.com]

Not even John Smith and the Common Men?

[timewill-tell.livejournal.com]

[The Doctor also finds it peculiar that he can experience such a variety of emotions all at once, simply from looking at one face. But this is his granddaughter, after all, so he supposes it's acceptable]

Oh, I'm immensely fond of them, though likely not as fond as you.

[He's more tactile in this incarnation than he was in others, so his instinct is to hug her, but he waits]

It's been...quite some time since I saw you last, Susan.

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

[:o He appears to be in need of at least one extra hand to carry all that stuff. It is a good thing that Dorothy has two.]

D'you need a hand with all that stuff?

[timewill-tell.livejournal.com]

[It's not his way to be distrusting, so while others might be reluctant to hand over a bag of delicious food and malts, the Doctor is only appreciative]

It would be helpful. If you could also tell me just where I am, precisely, I'd be even more grateful.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[It's a Seven! So excited!]

It's you!

[eyes the food and drinks]

And you even brought food! Oh that's brilliant.

[timewill-tell.livejournal.com]

[ :D! The Doctor makes a 'O_o' face, however]

Have we met?

[Also eyes the food and drinks. Is this person going to abscond with it? Will Ace forgive him if that happens? These questions plague him as he tries to remember if he should know this person]

Yes, my friend has an odd affinity for bacon sandwiches. I happen to agree with her love of chips and chocolate malts, however.

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

[with an, amused, intrigued smile]

Do be careful - who knows what happens to chocolate when you spill it on a floor like this?

[timewill-tell.livejournal.com]

[With a cautious smile in return]

It is a curious place, isn't it? It would be a waste were anything to happen to the chocolate, though I suppose it would be easy enough to replace.

[pause]

Though that also depends on how easy it is to leave this place.