someone's voice is a lot more insistent...

[drfantastic]

Schlenk blossoms? You really do think I'm just an old softie, don't you? Well the joke's on you. I remember everything, at least while I'm here, and it's fantastic.

While we're at it: No, there isn't a test, and even if there were, what makes you think you'd fail? You're alright, kid. Stick close to me and we'll go far. Time and space, remember?

Now buck up. Christmas is a difficult enough time of the year for me without you moping around dragging the mood of the place down. Go put up some tinsel or something.


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Comments

[domesticapproach]

Why would there be a test?

[drfantastic]

She seems to think there's some sort of qualification she needs to get to travel with me. Can you imagine? I don't know where she got that idea.

Sorry for lack of html. phone tags fjsjfkkdf

[domesticapproach]

You? Make us take a test?

[ Hilarious. Then again, depending on the test, she might just have bombed. ]

I dunno though, you do sort of have a type.

No problem! Does smalltext show okay or shall I change mine up to match?

[drfantastic]

Oh, I don't know, it'd be multiple choice. Question: You're faced with an enormous Dalek, do you a) run, b) chat it up c)--hang on, what?

[ He is so oblivious it's not funny. ]

I have a type?

[forever_sonic]

Why would there not be a test is the bettah question.

[forever_sonic]

[Can't help smiling.]

Tinsel's a bit messeh, Doctor.

[drfantastic]

The way things usually go around here, tinsel's the least of everyone's problems, don't you think? Besides, what's Christmas without a bit of a mess?

[forever_sonic]

Aye, I s'pose I can't deny ya tha' one. 'Specially some of th' holidays we've seen.

[drfantastic]

[ A brief hesitation. The briefest. She feels familiar but...it's escaping him. ]

Oh right, cause there've been a whole lot of those, of course. My memory's still a bit foggy. Run them by me again?

[ofdrumsthesound]

I know you, don't I?

. . . I don't think I've seen this body before, Doctor. Which one are you?

[drfantastic]

I've lost count. [ He knows. Oh, he knows and he knows. ] And which one are you, Master?

[ofdrumsthesound]

I've definitely lost count. Seventeen, maybe?

[drfantastic]

You never were much one to follow the rules.

[aciculated]

[Another new Doctor! Leela does keep running into them, doesn't she? It prompts a twinge every now and again for her lost sight-- if only she could see the faces that went with the new voices!-- but the voices are still instructional. This one is much rougher than any Doctor she's known, with a curious accent. Something about it reminds her of her first Doctor, though, and she smiles a little.]

What does your writer care for schlenk blossoms? They are just flowers; there are fields of them in the Outlands.

[drfantastic]

Well, now, aren't you a sight for sore eyes? [ No he didn't. Doctor, please. ] Just look at you. Look at you. [ He sounds positively delighted to see her, stepping in closer, his hands moving to touch her shoulders, almost as though to make sure she was real. ]

Would you believe she thinks she can make me feel homesick?

[aciculated]

[The Doctor never did bother with tact. The only reaction his somewhat insensitive remarks get, though, is a flick of her eyebrow and a dry tug to her mouth. He hasn't noticed yet, has he?

She can feel his hands before they make contact, lifting the little hairs on her shoulders with their nearness. She still tenses faintly when he clasps her, though, one hand twitching up to touch at his wrist. It settles there after just a nanospan, and she relaxes.

And now it's Leela's turn to put her foot in it a little. She laughs.]

As if you would be homesick for Gallifrey! You hate Gallifrey.

apologies for the phone tags

[pinkishgray]

Knowing me, they'd probably just skip out on it. [the test, he means.]

[drfantastic]

Now there's a face I never expected to see again. Actually now you mention it you're probably right. Try getting them to hold still long enough to take it--that's the real test.

[pinkishgray]

Well, it can't be much worse than a face you haven't seen before, being fair. How goes it?

[timey_wimey]

I dunno, I remember being you, and if you don't mind me saying so you are a big old softie.

[drfantastic]

I do mind you saying. You'll only encourage her.

You're one to talk about sentimentality.

[timey_wimey]

You say sentimentality like it's a bad thing.

[missrosetyler]

Well I thought it was nice.

[drfantastic]

Then that makes two of you. Oh--I don't know, it was sort of sweet, wasn't it?

[missrosetyler]

A bit, yeah. Never knew a plant could smell that way.