fixing a hole where the rain gets in

[didorothy]

[DI Tyler is on the Plane with - big surprise - stacks of paperwork. It's been a long absence.]

Right. Inspect Javert, you wanted a word? And Dr House, I want a word with you.

[Sam moves one of the folders filled with paperwork - distracted or distracting?]

And if anyone else needs anything, now's a good time to ask.

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[humanwaterdemon.livejournal.com]

Can I have a dance now?

[didorothy]

[of all the questions--]

...probably not a good time.

[humanwaterdemon.livejournal.com]

[Oh Sam, it's Bai]

Why not? You aren't doing much.

[house-1-god-0.livejournal.com]

You're still alive? I thought you died or something.

[didorothy]

Only once, and not since we last spoke.

[akumas-curse.livejournal.com]

{Allen is staring at the paperwork with surprise. It's not nearly as bad as Komui, but still. Now, if it were Komui, he wouldn't offer, but Komui also had a crazy robot that tried to kill him. So.}

Um, would you like some help with that, sir?

[didorothy]

[a helpful young man! How helpful!]

Probably shouldn't. Most of it is police matters and strictly confidential.

[dreamandwakeup.livejournal.com]

[Staaaaaaares. He has never seen so much paper, except in Windia's library.]

[didorothy]

[Sam raises an eyebrow and gives a bit of a salute]

'lo.

[lamb_of_gold]

Hello again, Sam.

[didorothy]

Mu. Sorry for being so absent. It's... a lot to keep up with. How have you been doing?

[mouthyplonk.livejournal.com]

Looks like you're planning a last ditch effort on catching up on things.

Probably could get it all in order much sooner if you just let someone help you along, don't you think?

[didorothy]

Is that an offer, WDC Cartwright?

[theguv.livejournal.com]

[looking over the stack of papers]

What do you want them for, Sammy-boy?

[didorothy]

The paperwork? Doing my job, maybe, Guv? You should try it some time: gives you a real sense of accomplishment.

[buckingbronco.livejournal.com]

You looks busy.

[didorothy]

It's my curse.

[bringme24601.livejournal.com]

Monsieur the Detective Inspector? I have very much wanted to speak with you.

[He sees the clothes]

...Are you undercover?

[didorothy]

Diva told me. My apologies for the delay, Inspector. I had some - it was busy back home.

[Sam looks at him blankly, then down at his clothing - what's wrong with - oh]

It's... standard plain-clothes for the time.

[scienceandgod.livejournal.com]

[Sam is the lucky winner of Arthur's last thread before his experiment is over! Thus, he gets a curious Doctor look-alike, though one much more neatly dressed and with better-combed hair, grinning at him] Sam Tyler?

[didorothy]

...Doctor?

[ooc; YAY CROW *HUGS*]

[borntostand.livejournal.com]

[Kate is much neater than when she last saw him, and she's wearing a wry, wistful smile as she nods to the paperwork] Now that I don't miss.

[didorothy]

[ex-cop, right! Sam remembers]

It seems to be the great policing constant.

[weerweer.livejournal.com]

[Isaiah wanders over, though Sam is so ordinary compared to many of the other people flitting about all magical he seems bland; really he's noticing the desk and paper, and he smirks a little and decides to dig.]

So, uh, you look like you know what you're doing.

[didorothy]

[touch his paperwork and die]

The illusion of competence is all you ever need to get by in the world. Or so I've been told. Something the matter?