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[peter_vincent]

No, no, no, and for the final fucking time, no.

This is not 'bring back all my muses for nostalgia' month. It's not... bloody... [waves Midori around because, yes, Peter, that will give you Words.] ... prop me up for some sadistic bastard to take a bite out of me!

I am perfectly content where I am, and where I am? [Drinks. Not his first glass of the evening.] Is not here. Not out in the open, very much backstage and away from the danger.

Now if it is all the same? I would prefer for things to stay that way.

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[notthedoctor]

[oh no, this isn't awkward at all.]

It could always be worse, you know. You could be chased by dinosaurs or the like!

[his favourite 'could be worse' scenario for the week]

[peter_vincent]

[Not. Awkward. At. All. No, sir.]

Right. Dinosaurs. ... Yeah.

[Please don't mind the staring. Because he's going to keep doing it.]

Who are you again?

[notthedoctor]

[Never.]

There were dinosaurs two weeks ago. Living meat trying to kill us last week. This week is some place called 'Silent Hill'.

[Theta has zero problems leaning in and getting a good look himself.]

My name is Theta Sigma.

[Pause. Beat]

You don't recognize me? Wouldn't happen to have a fob watch, would you?

eidetikerwill sounds *so* familiar...

[peter_vincent]

[Silent Hill. That seems familiar. Wasn't it a ga---WHOAH, hi there other self in his space. He'll just lean back and check him out. Because why not? It's not wrong if its like looking at a mirror.]

I do recognize you, seeing as how we're exactly alike. [In every way? Oh, now he's curious...] Peter Vincent, though I'm certain you know that already.

[Griiiin. And what is personal space anymore?]

I've got quite a few antiques if you wanted to look for this... fob watch. Thing.

Does it? Don't think we've met. Could be wrong.

[notthedoctor]

[universally accepted truth that Time Lord, or half of one, do not acknowledge personal boundaries.]

Never heard of you. Should I?

[a curious tilt of his head and an answering grin. It has to be the Doctor!]

I'd love to! Where are they?

I play/ed grahamcommawill... I think we talked about icons or something

[peter_vincent]

[You've never heard of... Oh. Oh, hell no. That is not okay, other him. He looks beyond startled for a second but then that next answer comes and suddenly everything is okay again.]

Just through here. It's my own personal penthouse. Want something to drink?

[He means that literally. As far as he cares 'Let me show you my antiques' is totally code for 'We should have sex now.']

That's entirely possible! I did use eidetikerwill as his LJ name.

[notthedoctor]

[Theta is always hopeful that he'll find a Doctor that looks like him despite having an Eleven that says he is. But... but it's himself! Who could let that go? Unnnnforuntately, while most people would be speechless at being in the presence of the Peter Vincent, he's stuck with a half-Time Lord with the attention span of a gnat. He's already off and looking around.]

Yes! Sure! Where did you get this? These are amazing!

[yep, he's poking about, moving around the cases to get a better look. Be prepared for the questions or distract him with alcohol.]

You got all of these yourself? Where? Do you know what all this is?

yup! definitely spoke at some point then~

[peter_vincent]

[Half-Time Lords are the cutest fanboys. Peter pours both of them a Midori - they look alike, so their tastes have to be the same, right? - and sashays on over. Theta's drink slides into his hand by nimble fingers that linger a few seconds longer than needed. At some point between the bar and Theta, his shirt went missing. Whoops.]

'Course I know what they are! What, you think I buy them at random off eBay?

[...Don't answer that because that's how several got here. After a drink, his voice becomes serious.]

Aaaanyway. Some are replicas, some are the genuine article. Not easy finds, let me tell you. That sword, for example? Dates back to the 1500s. Legend has it that its slain at least two tribes of vampires. Preserved in a crypt by some... famous Cardinal. I forget his name. It's probably not important.

Has to be that or my VC Daniel.

[notthedoctor]

[A glance over and noting the loss of clothing. Well now. That was decidedly different. The Doctor usually wore layers, much like Theta did. Come to think of it, the leather pants were, uh, different too. The lingering touch to Theta's cool skin wasn't thought much on despite all that. Their kind used touch telepathy quite a bit and even if the psychic power wasn't there, maybe this was a good sign that some sort of physical memory was! It didn't occur to him yet what was on the other's agenda.]

You might have gotten some of them off eBay, but others look like they came from other places.

[The way he says 'other' is a lot like most people's mothers would say 'and what prison did you pick your date up from, dear?. A sip was taken of his Midori, the half-breed hummed to himself. Sweet, like it, may have found a new favourite drink. Until the 20% alcohol content kicked in.]

Most of them are replicas. Where's your sonic screwdriver? You can't tell that?

[Drawing his own from his inner pocket, Theta ran it over the glassed in sword.]

[ohlouie]

[ Oh it's you. This vampire rather enjoys your shows.]

[peter_vincent]

[And he'd enjoy your face, among your other assets, were you not... y'know. Dead. That's a dealbreaker.]

[ohlouie]

[ That's certainly a shame, but unlike his maker, he doesn't push that issue where it's not wanted.]

I would have thought being backstage would have it's own..dangers.

[peter_vincent]

Depends on who you're with. [Current company a very good example, in fact.] I've seen you before. You kind of stand out in a crowd.

[ohlouie]

I suppose it must. [ He tilts his head at that, his amber eyes dancing with laughter.] Do I now? I've attended..a few of your performances. Very fun.

[peter_vincent]

Why? Scoping me out? Just so you know, there's cameras... [he points up to a random corner.] all over this place. You may not show up on the normal ones but these have been upgraded. Thermal vision.

[They have, at a great cost to boot, but he's yet to test them out to see if they even work. He's just That Paranoid to use it as a threat.]

[ohlouie]

You know what I am. [ That's certainly a new one.] As I understand it. Thermal vision riles on heat. It wouldn't do you much good if I don't have...heat. [ He said with a simple shrug.] And no, I wasn't scoping you out. I merely was watching the show.

[jawstheme]

[Just gonna wait for Peter to notice him.]

[peter_vincent]

[Late night drinking, best cure for insomnia and brooding loneliness. Shuffles right past Jerry without noticing him, heading behind the bar. He stands, bottle in hand, and jumps back with a gasp when he finally sees Jerry. Bottle falls to the floor.]

Fuck! [Jumps away from the glass shatters before any get embedded in his bare feet. His eyes go immediately back to Jerry.]

We killed you. I saw it happen.

[jawstheme]

[Heh heh heh...Jerry just smiles, unfazed by the sudden shatter. Nerves of steel here.]

What did I say about your mother's eyes? [He's moving towards Peter at a casual nonchalant pace.]