Academy era!Doctor because I can and woops well-known PB go?!

[dreamsofthestars]

Honestly, mundane, if you're so worried about what people will "think about it", what are you doing letting me out in the first place? I was, in fact, perfectly content where I was. So, you know, you could just leave me be instead.

No?

All right, stop worrying, then.

If that's settled, why don't we take this chance to snatch that TARDIS a little earlier or something. You can do that, can't you? It's not like they teach us how to control a Type 40 anyway, so if I won't know how to control it in the future, I might as well start early!

[ Yeah, no, not really how it works. ]

Well, that's dull.

[ He sniffs, and makes a sound of annoyance, not unlike the "hm" of the old man who would come to be known as the Doctor. ]

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[dreamsofthestars]

H-hey, we've earned it, all right. We invented time travel! We know time better than anyone.

[gallant_guardian]

[She draws her sword and points it directly to the young Doctor's nose.]

And yourself?

[dreamsofthestars]

Whoa!

[ Stepping. Back. That is. Not cool. Frowning at it. ]

What are you doing?

[gallant_guardian]

[She swings the sword in a wide arc. Though it goes nowhere near the doctor, the ringing it makes practically sings of her skill and practice. Finally, she brings the weapon below her, steady and set upon the ground beside her feet.]

Though I too am of noble birth, I do not consider this alone proof of my importance. My arm is hard and strong from the hours of countless practice. My valor forged true through my sweat and blood. My courage proven on the battlefield of war.

Of this I am rightfully proud, for it is honor earned. Not given. Though you may descend from a great lineage. You are, as you are, a whelp of a man that has not proven himself worthy of the title you are given. You do any line, both great and low, disrespect as you are.

I know this because of the short time we have spoken you have proved greatly endowed with pride, but not of honor.

[dreamsofthestars]

And now you're on about titles again. It's not a title! You're human, right? I know you humans were on about nobility and. Carrying... swords.

[ He doesn't sound like he likes it one bit. And he knows very little of humanity, but... ]

[gallant_guardian]

You speak as though you aren't human yourself.

[dreamsofthestars]

Because I'm not. I told you, Time Lord is a species. I'm not from Terra.

[gallant_guardian]

Hn.

You are putting me on.

[dreamsofthestars]

Why would I be doing that? For kicks?

[gallant_guardian]

You are not without want to make yourself appear superior. I would not put it past you to do so through the fabrication of the absurd.

[dreamsofthestars]

And now you pretend you know me. Great.

[gallant_guardian]

I did not make any allusions to that fact.

I am stating you as I see. If you do not like it you are more than capable of proving me wrong.

Or running away.

[dreamsofthestars]

[ Oh, it is on. He racks his brain for something, anything he's read in books, to help prove that he's not "fabricating the absurd". Okay. ]

How many hearts do you humans have again?

[gallant_guardian]

[Nope. She's beyond offering you help to prove yourself.]

You need me to answer? Perhaps you know of less than you thought.

[dreamsofthestars]

Well, it's not like we learn about humanity first thing in the Academy! You've only got one, haven't you? I've got two.

[gallant_guardian]

[Silent. Judging.]

[dreamsofthestars]

[ He briefly smacks his hands on his chest. ]

Feel for yourself if you don't believe me!

[gallant_guardian]

A brigand's con can take many forms. [Her hand is on the hilt. She knows already that you really don't like that thing.]

So perhaps we shall increase the consequences.

If I do, and you are proven false, what would you wager that I shall do unto you?

[dreamsofthestars]

[ He shrugs. ]

Anything you want. I have nothing to fear.

[ And spreads his arms. ]

Come on.

[gallant_guardian]

[Now that. Is the words of a man.]

[Though it's only a moment there's a softness in her eyes as she approaches. She removes the glove on her hand as she gets close, placing it firmly on his chest ... unsurprisingly, any feminine gentleness is gone from this one. She is a knight first and foremost, after all.]

[dreamsofthestars]

[ He doesn't think much about that, but he does notice the sudden softness in her expression. Okay then. ]

Check both sides.

[gallant_guardian]

[Actually, she didn't need to. But she did so anyway to confirm what she is already feeling.

She backs away, astonished.]

LUCAVI!!

[dreamsofthestars]

[ There's a brief moment of VICTORY that shines straight through his expression, but it's quickly replaced by confusion. Buh? ]

Sorry?

[gallant_guardian]

[She... she backs away and calms down. Though still a bit disturbed.]

Ah...

... it is not important.

[dreamsofthestars]

All right...

So. You get it now?