01. And now for something completely different

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[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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[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

[well hurry up]

For the most part. And they have, now that I am able to tell them.

[tilts her head]

You would?

[timewill-tell.livejournal.com]

[that would be pretty cool, stop encouraging me!]

TARDIS... [He pauses, careful how he asks] ...why were you reluctant to tell me, my other selves?

[Oh, TARDIS, you realize you are an encouraging an epic smackdown!]

I desire it, actually. You would like me to as well?

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

[NEVAR! the encouragement shall continue until morale improves!]

It was not reluctance. I was unable to. I assume it was interference on the Twins' behalf for the vampire, but I am uncertain.

[and this is bad why...?]

I have no aversion to you doing so, no.

[timewill-tell.livejournal.com]

[You're just hoping the TARDIS will get a blue lightsaber out of this]

Ah, I see. How very odd. Why would they seem to favour her?

[It's bad for the recipient, but fun for all of us!]

Then how might I find her?

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

[Shush, or others will know my secret]

I do not believe it a favour, so much as a request with a price paid. They can do many things, so long as one is willing to give in return.

[it's the only way to be, really!]

She is small, dark-haired. She is often wearing upper class human clothing and has a verbal tic toward saying 'ne.' She is never long off the Plane, so I am certain you will find her.

[timewill-tell.livejournal.com]

Much like many other creatures in the universe, they seek to profit for themselves as much as possible?

[if the Doctor had known the TARDIS enjoyed seeing his darker side, he wouldn't try to quell it so much]

I'll leave you now, and search for her.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

So it would seem, yes.

[she's been with Eight recently. it's inevitable she'd wanna see it]

Take care, Doctor. I trust you will be well.