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[bit_impossible]

[suddenly, without ceremony or the preceding sound of a blue police box tearing through and bending the very fabric of space and time, a tall, skinny figure in a pinstripe suit and long, brown coat appears on the Plane, but he is far too engaged in examining the object in his hand to notice where he is, or rather where he is now as opposed to moments ago.]

--o, no, this name is familiar, Harriet. Hold on, give me a mo'. Where have I seen it before...? [he pauses, tapping something in the theatre programme with increasing agitation until he suddenly exclaims:] Ah, I've got it! See, I knew I recognised that name! "Keri Vier"! Give little Keri another seven years and she'll start using the proper surname of her famous ancestor, Laurence--[he glances up just then, noticing that Harriet is definitely no longer with him]--oh.

[his eyes widen slightly as he glances around and removes his glasses, tucking them and the programme away into two separate pockets] Ohhh, I was just wondering if I'd get a chance to see this place again! Funny, that... Too bad that doesn't work when I really want to nip back to the TARDIS for something. [sniffs, then a broad smile spreads across his face as he gazes at all the stars around him] Blimey, would you look at this place?! Brilliant...it's absolutely brilliant! And--[he spins and spots something nearby]--oh, hello, what have we got here?

[heads over to an information kiosk, plucking one of the brochures up from the pile. after a moment of reading, he can't help feeling that there's something familiar to it, but he keeps to that himself] ..."The Astral Plane"? Oh come on, really? That's like saying--[but what it's like he doesn't get to say. his blood runs cold the second his eyes catch sight of another name he hasn't seen in a long time. a very, very long time.]

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[collector]

Like saying what?

[bit_impossible]

[his eyes widen. Brax isn't the person he's expecting to see. like...ever.] Like "How did you get here?" for one.

No, no, no, wait, that isn't it. [that train of thought, sadly, has been permanently derailed] But really, how are you here? And is Broderick here as well? I'll have to say hello!

[doctorsfanboy.livejournal.com]

[Speaking of someone the Doctor hasn't seen in a very, very long time, have a Damon staring at you, Ten. Nobody's described you to him yet (or even told him there was a Tenth one -- hearing about Nine was bad enough), but it's not difficult to tell from the babbling.]

...Doctor?

[bit_impossible]

[the presence of another Time Lord in the back of his mind is...well, it's sudden and jarring, but seeing which Time Lord it is eases that feeling. oh, it's so very odd!]

Damon? [begins to grin broadly] Blimey, is that really you? I mean, of course it's you!

[and to be sure, he hugs Damon nice and tight]

[seriousmarauder]

[And a very large, very skinny black dog is watching the Doctor too, head tilted curiously.]

[bit_impossible]

[squats down] Hello boy! [holds his hand out] Do you belong to someone here?

[oikoumene.livejournal.com]

Haha, you look as you've seen a ghost! Odd, considering how well you reacted to this place in general!

[bit_impossible]

[quickly stuffs the brochure away in his pocket; casually] It's nothing, really. Happens all the time, in fact! Well, not this exactly. It's the first time I've found my way to a place like this--well, as far as I can remember, anyway.

So! [holds his hand] Hello there, I'm the Doctor, and you are?

/spam x.x

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[The Doctor merely rolls his eyes at his self.] Blimey, not another one. How many is it now, four? 'Course, four of you prolly equals one normal bloke, considering how skinny you lot are.

[bit_impossible]

[of all versions of himself he could see again, he definitely isn't expecting to see this one so soon!]

[wags a finger at him] Oi, you can talk! I'm not that much skinnier than you!

[practicalrobes.livejournal.com]

[Since he already has a suspicion on who this is, Narvin has decided that grumpiness is an appropriate response.]

Oh Rassilon, this is the last thing any of us need.

[bit_impossible]

[well, by this point, he's wondering if Michael Aspel or Trevor McDonald from This Is Your Life is going to pop out from somewhere. first Brax, Damon, his ninth self, and now Narvin?]

Funny, I was just wondering the same thing! But look at you! [tilts his head slightly, rubbing his chin] Look at you... [a beat after he trails off]

Blimey, those robes still look as ridiculous as I remember them.

[best-served-hot.livejournal.com]

[Hello there Doctor. How are you? Or rather, how were you? Maybe a how will you be when you realize who this is? He's just watching you silently from where he's crouched, rather like a predator might stalk it's prey.]

And I was beginning to wonder if you'd ever be quiet.

[bit_impossible]

[now this Time Lord, because he can feel that it is one, gives him pause and funny enough, allows a moment of silence to seep in before he speaks. the Doctor doesn't know this face, but like the rest of the Time Lords before him, he can't help but wonder how... and why now? why is he meeting them now?]

[unfortunately, he isn't going to ask those questions. not yet.]

Well, I can tell you I never wondered what you'd look like as a blond. I don't think it suits you.

[bonnypiperlad]

[And, lo, there is a Jamie, who is staring as well - but in a rather puzzled sort of way, as if he's trying to figure out who it is he's staring at. He'd gotten a description to go off of, at least, so he takes a guess.]

Doctor?

[bit_impossible]

[looks at him in surprise, a grin quickly erupting onto his face] Jamie? Jamie McCrimmon, while I live and breathe!

[hugs him jovially!]

[aaaand then releases Jamie a second later, realising that he was called by name] Hold on a mo', how'd you know it was me?

[oliverplus]

[grins widely at that little display, running over to him] Doctor! It's you again!

[bit_impossible]

Me again? Why...blimey, Oliver? Oliver Day, even you're here?! [laughs and throws his arms around him the moment he gets within reach]

But Oliver, this is the first time I've personally seen you since...well, I was all teeth, curls, and nearly-but-never tripping over my scarf. I take it you've met another me? [as disquieting as that is to him, the brochure does explain the whole nexus point thing--even though he knows more than enough about nexus points, but that's besides the point.]

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

[a wry, sympathetic smile curves his lips as he approaches] It's a bit much to take in, isn't it, even for us.

[bit_impossible]

Yes perhaps, but--[a grin crosses his face]--ohhhh look at you. [pauses, tapping his chin] You're missing something, though. Never mind the black. I'm liking the black! [another pause] I think.

[brandyhabit.livejournal.com]

[and you are her first Ten, Doctor! Don't you feel honoured? the mention of the TARDIS gets her attention, and she looks the Doctor over, her hands firmly planted on her hips]

And another one of you. Really? Brax did try to explain it away with some technobabble, but still this is getting a bit ridiculous I would say. Is it right to assume you're another Doctor then, or are you just another one of his people knocking about the universe in a TARDIS?

[bit_impossible]

[smiles broadly, tucking his hands into his pockets] Ohhh, Benny, Benny, Benny. Which do you think?

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

[he would've thought this Ten was one of the Tens he met all ready, but his reaction says he's new, but then again there was Sam, so he's just going to be puzzled for a minute now. He pushes past his confusion as best he can though]

You were wondering if you would get a chance to see this place again? Does that mean you've been here before?

[bit_impossible]

Nope! Well, only one time before when I met a very enigmatic woman, but I wasn't here long enough to get a proper look around.

[shewalks-away.livejournal.com]

...Harriet? Harriet who?

[Rose only knows one Harriet, and she knows from her own history Harriet Jones and the Doctor didn't part on the best of terms]

[bit_impossible]

[smiles upon gently seeing her, but admittedly, he's a bit surprised to see her since, ironically enough, they didn't part as he would have wanted]

Jones. Prime Minister. Surely you remember her?