one: scientific curiousity

[not-theman-iwas.livejournal.com]

[Well, then, if you don’t mind, there’s just going to be a twenty-something young woman entering the plane. Wearing black trousers. a white t-shirt, and a slightly oversized tuxedo jacket, which is naturally very dull and boring and unlikely to last very long as an outfit. She immediately starts inspecting things, because this is all very interesting and unexpected, which is naturally pretty magnificent.]

Coliseum, looks like perfect condition. Completely out-of-place star and nebula patterns, ground made from- [Just a moment, bouncing on her feet a little, then getting on her stomach for a proper inspection.] –I can’t say I recognize this. Reflective qualities; definitely not glass. If I could get a sample off- [She starts patting down her jacket pockets for something useful, and then notices... the black hole. Hel-LO there.]

Someone’s been busy, I can say that. That can’t be- [And as she leans forward for a proper look, she realizes that, hello again, she’s not alone. She addresses the nearest person.] Hello. I’m the Doctor [and you’ve NO idea how good it is to say that!]. I’m a scientist, and just... passing through for a bit. This is a very fascinating environment. Is any of it yours?

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[no-wait-gold.livejournal.com]

Woah, you're the Doctor? You're the first one I've seen with---

{No, no, bad way to meet someone. Let's pretend the second question is more important.} Nah, it's not mine. I think some of it belongs to...uh, people, but not me.

[not-theman-iwas.livejournal.com]

[Eyebrow raise. Oh no, she's not letting that first comment go, just filing it away for the moment.] And who are these other people?

[no-wait-gold.livejournal.com]

Other people that can come here, I guess? I know that a vampire brought that huge mansion. Classy, right?

[not-theman-iwas.livejournal.com]

So they're all brought by the people here, then? [Absently peering mansion-wards.


Beat.]

And when you say 'vampire', you mean...

[oliverplus]

[just...stares at her for the moment] No way...

[no-wait-gold.livejournal.com]

I don't know about that. But it seems like that's it? I haven't been here long, but yeah, a blood-sucking and pretty hot woman brought it here.

[not-theman-iwas.livejournal.com]

[Absently:] Once you eliminate the impossible, whatever remains, no matter how improbable, must be the truth.

[Because quoting Arthur Conan Doyle is acceptable for all occasions!]

What part of this are you currently denying?

[not-theman-iwas.livejournal.com]

...I see.

[Not really, but there you have it.]

And... what's your name?

[no-wait-gold.livejournal.com]

Name's Booster Gold. Or just Booster, since the whole thing's a lot. It's nice to meet you, uhh, Doctor.

[oliverplus]

That you...I mean... [swallows, trying to regain his composure] Sorry. But... [leans toward her, speaking quietly, as though he's discussing something very secret] You're not actually the Doctor...right?

[not-theman-iwas.livejournal.com]

[Well, that's... odd.] And who else would you expect me to be?

[not-theman-iwas.livejournal.com]

How charming.

[Dry, what. Never!]

[no-wait-gold.livejournal.com]

What, you say that like I'm not the most charming man you've ever met.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

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[the Master's brain catches up with the workings of the multiverse]

And I thought I liked it when people said my name. Is it really appropriate to call yourself a scientist? You hardly have the qualifications.

[not-theman-iwas.livejournal.com]

[...Ahem. Hiding a smile? Surely not!]

I have been around the... 'block' a few times.

[not-theman-iwas.livejournal.com]

[Eyebrow raise, hello.] An active curiousity and a working knowledge of the basic intricacies of the universe? No, hardly not.

[Arrogance and sarcasm and styles that never go out of fashion!]

And what is this name you like hearing?

[SHE HAS SUSPICIONS, YES, SHE DOES. But the last time she had suspicions, she wound up throwing up on some poor bloke who just wanted to hit on her.]

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

I meant your less than stellar marks in cosmic science. No pun intended.

[who else would start bitching at you about your grades?]

[...aside from Romana]

[or Braxiatel]

[or Borusa]

[or that one Time Lord in Terror of the Autons]

[I see your point]

[not-theman-iwas.livejournal.com]

[Luckily, most of them aren't in her life at the moment.]

I managed.

[Barely. Shhhhh.]

[no-wait-gold.livejournal.com]

...The literal or proverbial block?

[not-theman-iwas.livejournal.com]

Both?

[Yes, that'll work!]

[no-wait-gold.livejournal.com]

Hey, definitely nothing wrong with that. In fact, I admire women that are forward. Or open. Either or.

[not-theman-iwas.livejournal.com]

[... She has a feeling his blocks don't match up with her blocks. Which sounds a bit like they're talking about toddlers with playing blocks.

Moving on.]

Sot what were you saying about doctors, earlier?

[no-wait-gold.livejournal.com]

Uh, right. Well, there are a couple of Doctors here. But all of them are...dudes. Unless you're not the same one? It's complicated.

[not-theman-iwas.livejournal.com]

An old gentleman and a shorter, black-haired one with a fondness for the recorder?

[no-wait-gold.livejournal.com]

No, more like a younger one with spiky hair and an unhealthy fondness for pinstripe.