And in Arcadia I ... ate ice cream!

[not-theman-iwas.livejournal.com]

[The Doctor wanders onto the Plane, clad in a floppy straw hat, sunglasses, shorts and a t-shirt that says "I WENT TO ARCADIA AND MOSTLY I GOT THIS T-SHIRT", and rather happily licking a ridiculously large ice cream cone. Some of it drips off, which is promptly cleaned up by Chesterton, also wearing a ridiculous floppy hat. Don't worry, though, the ice cream is dog-safe!

...He does appear to be mysteriously young, though, for a puppy that's been around as long as he has. It's probably something timey-wimey.]



[ooc: Experiment start!]

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[bonnypiperlad]

Oof! [Well, the smile is back - this time directed at Chesterton, who is going to get himself a good scritching for his troubles.] It's good to see ye too, Chesterton.

[He snorts, though, at the Doctor's reply.] Well, I think it looks ridiculous. So do ye, come to think about it. What's an Arcadia, anyway?

[not-theman-iwas.livejournal.com]

Oh, it's a lovely little planet, known for its carnivals and beaches. No invasions whatsoever, it's brilliant.



Hardly any invasions.

[bonnypiperlad]

[Carnivals? Hey, that sounds pretty good. He'll have to see if he can't convince Two to take him to one of these carnival places at some point. Although Three's phrasing is a bit telling, he thinks.]

Oh, aye? [dryly] So who was it that invaded this time, then?

[not-theman-iwas.livejournal.com]

Photon-based life forms. They didn't really mean any harm, but they did cause quite a few unwarranted sunburns.

[bonnypiperlad]

Aye, well, that's good, I suppose. [Getting a sunburn sounds a wee bit uncomfortable, but he's not quite sure how one would get that from a photograph.]

How could ye find out what they wanted though, if they were just pictures?

[not-theman-iwas.livejournal.com]

Photons, Jamie. They're the basic elementary particle of light.

[bonnypiperlad]

Och, that's even worse! What did ye do, flash signals at them with a mirror?

[not-theman-iwas.livejournal.com]

More or less. Of course, the mirror was on a hyperbolic curve and it also involved a lot of slits. Fiddly business.

[bonnypiperlad]

A hyperbolic...oh, aye. That. [So woefully clueless. Poor Jamie.] At least ye were able to fix everything.

[The Doctor is good at that, after all. And...hmm. Maybe she can help Jamie with something, too.]

Hey, Doctor, can I ask ye something? Not about the photon-things. It's about something else.

[not-theman-iwas.livejournal.com]

It's not about romance, is it? Because I'm rubbish at that.

[bonnypiperlad]

[Congratulations! Have a startled Jamie, who was completely not expecting that response.] What?

Och, no. It's about something called a Secret Santa. Why would ye think it would be about romance?

[not-theman-iwas.livejournal.com]

Oh, a Secret Santa! That's the brilliant game with the gifts and so on, for the holidays.

[bonnypiperlad]

Aye, that's it. [He's still wondering why she thought he would want to ask about romance, but he'll get back to that later.]

How do ye know what to get someone if ye don't know them very well?

[not-theman-iwas.livejournal.com]

Biscuits? I think everyone lies biscuits. Or gift cards.

[bonnypiperlad]

[Well, Jamie likes biscuits, so that's a thought. He's not too sure about that other thing, though.]

What's a gift card?

[not-theman-iwas.livejournal.com]

It's... money that you give to a store as a sort of... advance payment.

[bonnypiperlad]

And all ye get for that is a card? That doesn't sound like a good trade to me.

[not-theman-iwas.livejournal.com]

Well, no. The card signifies that whoever carries it has already had their purchases paid for in advance.

[bonnypiperlad]

So...they can get whatever they want, and the card says it's paid for?