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[So, basically, the Doctor is sitting under a tree in a nice patch of blue grass, writing away in a notepad. He frowns as he reads it over before just scribbling it all out, tearing the paper up. The paper, luckily for him, degrades into nothing by the time it reaches the ground. He keeps writing, ever hopeful, pausing as if mulling over his words but given the amount of paper ripping he's doing, he can't seem to get them right.]

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[He is laughing SO HARD and without any attempt to hide it. He is actually doubled up with laughter.]

And when you tried to hide the future from her! I have no idea what this is, but I love it.

Blue grass.

Somewhere nice, are you? [there is some bitterness to her voice]

[The Doctor just glares at him as he rips up another piece of paper.]

I hate it. Oh, look, it must be true.

You must hate me right now, too. But if I asked you how you really felt, oh the things you would say! This is my favourite game in the world!

All right, memory lane for 300! For our 80th year thermodynamics lecture, that time when my project was destroyed for no reason I could discover. Was that you, really?

[He hesitates, looking up at her.]

Not really. I don't like it here at all, ever since this nasty encounter with the Cybermen here a rather long time ago. I can still hear them walking every time I come here. Remember the screams...

[Another pause and he's a bit relived.] Right, so, anyway, how are you, Martha?

[He opens his mouth and instantly drops the pad of paper and rolls, ducking behind the tree. This is the Doctor version of "LALALALALALA I CAN'T HEAR YOU."]

Why would you want to know that? It was years ago!

{blue grass dissolving paper WHAT IS THIS MADNESS}

I would suggest that you waste paper by not considering what to write first, but it seems of no consequence.

...{:|a}

You're the guy that gave me that communicator a while ago, right? I never got your name, so sorry about that part.

{And last but not least, a vampire hooker. Who sits in the grass right in front of him, and tries to catch a note before it hits the ground; not to read it, but just to see if it'll dissolve.}

Busy saving the Earth. It's what I do. But you, you travel. You see things, and then you don't come back!

What are you writing? Or trying to write, as it were.

I usually can't just come back! Not with how I leave things! If I came back, it might have to actually face what happened there. It makes running a bit difficult.

[He really wants to make this paper work. Now.]

This can't be good for the environment.

Lies.

[Well, he can't lie, so he had to answer that right anyway.]

[The Doctor looks up and smiles at her. He tears a sheet out of the notebook and hands it to her.]

This is secret keeping paper. The moment you rip it anywhere that isn't the top, it dissolves, taking anything written with it.

[He blinks.]

Oh, sorry, no, you must have the wrong person. Well, the wrong one of us. Was he wearing what I'm wearing? More or less.

[He glances up and laughs.]

Ah, well, I won't know if it works unless I write it first. So far, no, it's not working.

{She takes it carefully, smiling}

How neat! You're writing down a secret, then? Or, trying to.

...Oh yeah, someone mentioned that you could have more than one person here, didn't they. Man, that's weird. But yeah, pretty much.

As I see. You could try speaking it aloud. It is my preference, though I would not do so in company.

What---what are you doing?

[she'll be reaching over and trying to snatch it away now]

Oh. Not going too well, I assume?

[Jack was going to ask the Doctor what's wrong. But when he gets close enough, he finds himself wanting to reach forward. So he does, fixing his hair]

[He sighs and shows her the pad. Written on it are three statements.

"TARDIS stands for 'Time and Relative Dimensions in Space."

"Bananas are an excellent source of potassium."

"The Beatles are overrated."]

Ah, well, the problem is that when I say things outloud, it doesn't come out how I want it.

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