brand new muse. please be gentle.

[wantschips]

Well, come on then. You've made the journal and now I'm here. You better be doing something about it. I won't just sit around here larking about. I can't. Not when there's so much more. That's right. Don't think I haven't been chatting with the others you've got up in that head of yours.

The least you can do is find The Doctor for me. That's hardly any trouble compared to you bringing me round here, don't you think?

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[betmylifeonit]

O-oh, but... don't you feel bad asking something like that, like you're imposing when you're only a guest? That's how I feel.

They're giving us free lodging and that's not easy to come by— I mean, it isn't every day—

Or maybe those are just the thoughts of someone like me. I am pretty useless.

[wantschips]

You're joking, yeah? We're more like hostages than guests. I'm all for travelin', but she didn't even ask.

[betmylifeonit]

I... I don't know, if we're provided for, even... if it wasn't by our choice, it doesn't feel as bad as the time I got taken hostage by that kid... that was scary! But, mostly annoying.

At least Mundane-sama told me what's going on, I hate it when people decide to do things and leave you out of the discussion, like it doesn't concern you!

[wantschips]

You haven't heard about the games these people put us in, have you? They can do some pretty nasty things if they've got a mind for it.

[lateness]

[ does a little finger flapping. ]

Wrong Doctor, I suppose, but I am him. The Doctor, that is.

Hello.

I haven't seen your face in a while.

[wantschips]

[Her eyes narrow. It's possible of course, but so were a lot of other things.]

Sure, yeah. But anyone could say that, couldn't they? Where's the last time you saw it then? My face.

[lateness]

Well, now, that would be - what's the word ...

Spoilers.

Can't have that, can we? Messing with time like that, Rose Tyler.

[ hmm, now there's a name he hasn't tasted on his tongue in a while. ]

[wantschips]

[Well, he knows her name. That's a start.]

How exactly would it be spoilers if it's already happened? [Unless it hadn't?]

[ofdrumsthesound]

There are never enough Doctors around here for my tastes.

Or possibly far too many. It depends on my mood.

[almightysound]

Oh dear. Has darling Theta Sigma been cavorting with humans, of all species?

[wantschips]

I wouldn't know. Who's that then?

[almightysound]

The individual you know as the Doctor. Very droll title he's assumed for himself.

[wantschips]

Suits him better than something posh like Theta Sigma.

[intensestaring]

Well, not quite the Doctor you had in mind, I suppose, but... [He holds his arms out with a little smile.] Here I am.

[wantschips]

Another one? You're really him?

[intensestaring]

Yes, I'm actually him.

Well, I suppose I'm two regenerations ahead of the Doctor you'd remember.

Sorry for this daft old face of mine.

[wantschips]

I've gotten used to a few daft faces already. What's one more?

[doctorprettyboy]

You really should've been a bit more specific about which Doctor you were looking for. Rose Tyler shows up, and they all come running.

[wantschips]

I'm starting to notice that, yeah. [Give or take four Doctors over all.]

Not that it's all that bad, really.

[doctorprettyboy]

We-ll...

I'm sure you have a favorite.

/ threadjacks say sorry

[lateness]

Oy! Sand-shoes.

There was no running involved.

Not this time, anyway.

[doctorprettyboy]

Oh, it's you. The chin.

You certainly got here in a hurry. Before me, even.

[tragic_optimist]

You called for a Doctor, you say? Seems you have quite a number to choose from. but for the life of me, I cannot seem to place you. You look a fair bit like one of my own companions. Possibly a cousin? Sister? Maybe even a daughter, although that doesn't sound quite right with the timing.

But that's all conjecture at this point. I am The Doctor. Good to meet you, young lady.

[wantschips]

I doubt you had my mum flying about with you. Otherwise she's a much better liar than I took her for.

[She laughs.]

I'm...

Wait. Is it alright that we're meeting? Won't it muck up the time stream or something like that?

[tragic_optimist]

Well, it might, it might not. So long as you say *nothing* about myself in the future, it should be perfectly fine. And I am very much like a canine in that way: I hear my name, and I feel the irresistible pull towards it.

By the way, are you familiar with the name "Lucie Miller" at all? Any Millers in your immediate family?