The Doctor (
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realityshifted2010-06-14 11:28 pm
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[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.]
--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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Ahh, that explains it well enough! You are not the first Doctor here, my friend. But myself, those little papers have already introduced us, in a way. I am Alexander III of Macedon, and the current ruler of this Plane. A bit self imposed, I must admit, but I have met no opposition!
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But you're really him? [starts to grin right back] And really? No opposition whatsoever? Suppose that does make it easier... If you're the ruler though, where's your army?
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{He scratches his beard thoughtfully before grinning again} Ha! That is the charm of this place! I need no army at my side to conquer it, for it seemed to sit well enough with the people here to be ruled by Alexander the Great! If I had summoned my army, I suppose it would have been too stressful on a friend of mine, as well.
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Is that right? Well, I have another question for you: where's your flag? Or something else that says "This land is ruled by Alexander III of Macedon"? Not that I doubt your rule here, but that's the first question that pops into my mind after "Where am I?", "What year is this?" and "What's the local food like?". But since the pamphlet answered those questions for me--all except the year, that is--that one jumped up in the queue.
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I had considered such a thing, in honesty! But as I talked about it, then those small papers appeared with my name on it to declare my rule. Though, the other man listed, he is nothing. It is only I who rules this place!
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...Come to think on it, I wouldn't either with a name like that. The "horrible" business, I mean.
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