realityshifted

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doctor who (dm) the tenth doctor (human)

007

[chasing your crazy sort of twin and stuff is exhausting and worrying, and it's a bit disheartening when He gets away too and is now loose on the streets and things. So Handy is hoping perhaps the Doctor will return to the Plane or he'll get to talk to someone who has an idea how to handle these things. For now he is attempting to take a break and he will just be sitting cross legged on the Plane floor, eating a sandwich and playing solitaire with a deck of cards in an attempt to occupy himself. He's hoping crazy paranoid Doctor's are like watched kettles, and if he stops thinking about it for a bit the Doctor will come to him]

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And are we randomly selected then, or are you watching us before we come here?

[laughs] Seems an appropriate comparison.

What makes us so different than you that we're suitable?

[can't help but laugh, either] No, I agree.

It's very random! But you people aren't from here like we are. We can't be with the Machine like you can. So please keep helping us? Once we find out everything, you can go if you wanted to.

Didn't think we had much say in any of this to begin with. [rubs the back of his neck, thinking] I don't think I'd really want to just go though. [looks to Lucy] Is that odd?

[and back to the Twins]

Right. So if we are able to get a hold of Him, there is a chance of talking sense into Him? We can do that I think.

[looks to Lucy again, unsure if that was presumptuous to think she'd help. He quickly looks back towards the Twins, rocking a little nervously on his heels again, hands stuffed in his pockets]

Well, thank you then for taking the time to chat with us. Good of you to take time out of your schedules and all that.

No. It isn't that odd. This place gave me Harry, after all. [and she goes quiet a long while.

but then she smiles and smooths out her hair] Yes, thank you. I'm certain the two of us can do well enough without you, now. It's been charming having this chat, really.

[They both bow and smile brightly at the two.]

Thank you very much for being so civil. Please tell us if you need anything else! Good luck!

[and they disappear.]

[looks at the space they occupied still a little perplexed. Finally he looks to Lucy again, and tags her arm]

Maybe we should talk somewhere that isn't here, what with all the eyes that are apparently on us.

[offers a hand]

Not sure how much our realities overlap, have to hold on a moment, to make sure we end up in the same place.

[waits for her to take his hand so they can drop]

[is very, very wary of this and looks at his hand uncertainly before taking it gingerly] Very well. Here's hoping we wind up somewhere hospitable, at least.

Which is far more than I can say for the last time I went anywhere with a man wearing your face.

[makes a face at this, and bites his tongue, instead just dropping back to reality and he is on the same street he was on when he went chasing after the Doctor.]

Do you really think they see what we're doing when we're not there as well?

[looks around when they reach his reality, brushing at her skirts as she releases his hand quickly]

I should hope not. I don't fancy my life becoming some sort of telly programme for them. [shifts uncomfortably] There has to be some way we can make sure they aren't ... looking in on our personal lives and personal affairs.

If our realities can be altered though, mergers and those sort of things, if this place can impact that, what does stop them from seeing us off of the Plane?

Because I don't want them to. [gives him a nasty look, rubbing her arms] What, you like them watching what you do when you're alone? Or perhaps even when you're with someone?

[sighs] I suppose nothing does, though. It's not the most pleasant thought.

[defensive]

I don't want them to either! It's disturbing in so many ways. So many ways.

[makes a face, his eyes roaming around a bit as if looking for something that could be spying on them]

So what do we do then? [sighs and lets out a small chuckle] Hunt him down like a wild animal the way they suggested?

[chooses not to pursue the idea of being watched, disturbed enough as it is at the idea of those Twins watching her]

He's hardly better than one, is he? I see no reason why we shouldn't.

He might be a bit better, just a bit better mind you, but a bit.

The Master, he said he had a stun gun or something. Maybe we could use that? [and short aha moment] Or no, there are a few things that should be lying around the TARDIS we could use. I'll take a look inside, come on.

[gives her a Look]

And you'll wait outside.

That remains to be seen.

I don't see why we can't use both. [she just might be pouting a bit, though she hides it well] And I wouldn't want to enter that broken old thing, anyway. I've had my fill of the Doctor's TARDIS, thank you.

Do you really want the Master knowing you're doing this? [gives her a Look, and starts walking towards where the TARDIS is, assuming she's following] And she's had her fill of you as well. So we're all agreed, you outside, me inside for a moment.

If it means inflicting a great deal of pain to a man who has cause my husband ample amounts himself, I see no reason why he'd protest. [and of course she's following!] It's a machine. It can't have its fill of anything save maybe oil.

And he's the only one who's caused any sort of pain. [and arrives at the TARDIS, and puts the key in and opens the door a crack] She - [stops, laughs] you're not even worth having this argument with, of course you wouldn't understand. Wait here, I'll be right back.

[shuts the TARDIS door and uses the little chain lock thing the Master used in Utopia to make sure she can't come in if by some reason she does have a TARDIS key. He'll be running around the TARDIS, getting the things he needs, and maybe stroking bits and pieces as he goes, because poor TARDIS, MJ!Ten is saying you're not real, and after a few minutes he comes back outside]

[and Lucy is waiting, just as :|-faced as ever when around Handy, though there might -- MIGHT -- be a bit of longing in her eyes that is quickly and efficiently purged]

Did you get what we need?

[and he doesn't even notice that longing, because he's busy locking the TARDIS back up, while juggling what's in his hands]

Yup. Had to look around for Nyssa's old room, but these should do it.

[shows off what he found, which isn't too big or impressive looking]

They're battery packs, they don't look like much now, but when you discharge them they send out short electronic bursts. They should be enough to knock him out.

Splendid. [holds out a hand for one, smirking] Do they work at any specific place moreso than others? [she's almost dreamy] Mmm, I'm sure he'd love the feel of this against the back of his neck.

[he looks at her, a little wide eyed and slightly horrified, specifically at that last bit, because he's not sure if that's a commentary on whatever Lucy and MJ!Ten got up to behind closed doors, because neck for Time Lord....]

I'll hold onto them for now. And it's a bit like a taser, no place specifically seems to be more or less effective, I don't think.

[gives him a Look. she wants one of those tasers, Handy, and no amount of mortification on your part is going to stop her]

I'm not a child. I can hold one tiny little taser. Now hand it over before you lose them and we have nothing to use against him.

[gives her a Look]

I'm not a child either, I'm not going to lose anything.

[sulks for a moment, and then finally hands one over]

There. Happy?

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