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[darkdoctor]

[the Doctor appears in mid-air, turned on his side as he aims a sonic blaster

when his shoulder slams into the stars, he looks more surprised than pained; slowly, cautiously, he sits up, examining the sudden change in scenery]

Well, I certainly wasn't expecting this.

[he keeps a firm grip on his weapon as he stands, but it stays at his side; his clothes are simple and elegant, save for the ragged tears and stains of blood

his body language is carefully casual; his expression is, at most, curiously bemused]

I will say it's a nice break from all the chaos and clamour.

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[darkdoctor]

[his eyes widen, slightly, before he smiles; he raises the gun, gripping the small, sleek muzzle with his other hand]

This is a sonic blaster. Like every weapon, it's very dangerous if you don't know how to use it properly.

[spotofsunlight]

Wow. That's a weapon? ['Weapons' mean... some person capable of fighting!] Why do you have one of those?

[darkdoctor]

I have to fight some very bad people.

[spotofsunlight]

You don't have to fight me, 'cause I'm a good guy! [He seems very proud of this fact.] Uh, wait a sec. Are you fighting me? Like, are you 'friend' or 'foe'?

[darkdoctor]

Oh, I can tell that.

[the Doctor kneels down to his level, setting the gun on the stars] Well, I'd like to be a friend, but that's your decision.