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sixwordstories2020-03-28 12:07 am
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[Tips hat] Hello, I'm the Doctor.
[Romana offers a smile and very nearly giggles, but that would be unbecoming of a President of the High Council. She offers a nod of the head.]
Yes. I know who your are. The question is: what are you doing here?
Yes. I know who your are. The question is: what are you doing here?
[He smiles]
Oh, I should hope so. But I feel sometimes I should introduce myself once per face. Like a greeting card, without the glitter.
And, ah, yes, that rather depends on where here is.
[He turns in a slow circle, a look of honest interest and being slightly perplexed on his face. His hands are on his lapels, tapping gently against his chest.]
But it will sort out sooner or later, probably when people start either running or shooting. Maybe both. Now, to you.. [He turns back, giving her an appraising eye]
So where are we, then, hmm? N-Space? Archetryx? Prrresident of the High Council?
Oh, I should hope so. But I feel sometimes I should introduce myself once per face. Like a greeting card, without the glitter.
And, ah, yes, that rather depends on where here is.
[He turns in a slow circle, a look of honest interest and being slightly perplexed on his face. His hands are on his lapels, tapping gently against his chest.]
But it will sort out sooner or later, probably when people start either running or shooting. Maybe both. Now, to you.. [He turns back, giving her an appraising eye]
So where are we, then, hmm? N-Space? Archetryx? Prrresident of the High Council?
Apologies for the lateness, apparently notifications no longer happen for me!
darkened_doctor
2020-03-31 11:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[A smile with just a touch of slyness crosses his face.]
Oh, a little of this, a little of that, and quite a lot of some other things. And what of you? That's an odd uniform, not exactly military...
Oh, a little of this, a little of that, and quite a lot of some other things. And what of you? That's an odd uniform, not exactly military...
It's a Starfleet uniform. I'm Commander William Riker of the USS Enterprise.
Ah, I see...a spaceship, then? Hmm.
[He looks around, nodding approvingly]
Much better than the sort I usually end up on. Much less dingy. My compliments to your engineers. Well, and decorators, I suppose.
[He looks around, nodding approvingly]
Much better than the sort I usually end up on. Much less dingy. My compliments to your engineers. Well, and decorators, I suppose.
I'll be sure to forward your compliments to the engineers at Utopia Planetaria, doctor.
[There's a new phrase. If they could, his ears would perk up.]
Hmm. Starfleet, Utopia Plantaria, and one Commander William Rrriker. Yes, definitely not the usual universe for me then. Ah, well.
[He starts off, sonic screwdriver emerging from a pocket and beginning an inspection along the walls.]
Still, time and tide melt the snowman, as they say. Have any strange power fluctuations recently? Odd readings from unexplained places within the ship?
Hmm. Starfleet, Utopia Plantaria, and one Commander William Rrriker. Yes, definitely not the usual universe for me then. Ah, well.
[He starts off, sonic screwdriver emerging from a pocket and beginning an inspection along the walls.]
Still, time and tide melt the snowman, as they say. Have any strange power fluctuations recently? Odd readings from unexplained places within the ship?
Edited 2020-04-01 04:29 (UTC)
[She offers a fond, yet knowing expression.]
Ah, this one recent, then? Always hard to tell where you might turn up in your own personal timeline.
[It's hard enough keeping track of her own timeline sometimes. She smirks at his offers.]
All of the above?
[Then she chuckles softly.]
It is ever so difficult to travel and get a vacation in when one is President. I understand why you ran away. Twice.
Ah, this one recent, then? Always hard to tell where you might turn up in your own personal timeline.
[It's hard enough keeping track of her own timeline sometimes. She smirks at his offers.]
All of the above?
[Then she chuckles softly.]
It is ever so difficult to travel and get a vacation in when one is President. I understand why you ran away. Twice.
[He grins, chuckling a little.]
Being a Time Lord is often like a game of verbal Marco Polo isn't it? We triangulate piece by piece until we get where we want to go. Frankly, my dear Romana, I could have asked you much the same question.
It would be, wouldn't it?
[He gets a mischievous look on his face]
That being said...perhaps I could offer you a lift back to your office? A...brief and minor detour between old friends? The Old Girl would be happy to see you, I'm sure...
Being a Time Lord is often like a game of verbal Marco Polo isn't it? We triangulate piece by piece until we get where we want to go. Frankly, my dear Romana, I could have asked you much the same question.
It would be, wouldn't it?
[He gets a mischievous look on his face]
That being said...perhaps I could offer you a lift back to your office? A...brief and minor detour between old friends? The Old Girl would be happy to see you, I'm sure...
[Bantering. Some things about the Doctor never change. She's grateful for it.]
You could have. But you were there when I regenerated into this form.
[Which narrows down the options quite a bit, in her opinion. She stops just shy of teasing him about the fact that it was his fault she chose this form. But she doesn't press that far. After all, it has served her quite well.]
I would not be opposed to such an offer.
[She looks around for the familiar blue box. She hadn't seen it when he introduced himself.]
Oh, she would, would she? Does that mean you've been skipping on basic maintenance again?
You could have. But you were there when I regenerated into this form.
[Which narrows down the options quite a bit, in her opinion. She stops just shy of teasing him about the fact that it was his fault she chose this form. But she doesn't press that far. After all, it has served her quite well.]
I would not be opposed to such an offer.
[She looks around for the familiar blue box. She hadn't seen it when he introduced himself.]
Oh, she would, would she? Does that mean you've been skipping on basic maintenance again?
Excuse me sir, do you mind putting that piece of unauthorized equipment away? [Will says firmly and points at the sonic screwdriver. For all he knew that piece of equipment could be dangerous to the ship, or worse revealing key elements of the ship's design that shouldn't land in the wrong hands.] It's a security measure.
We have experienced that on numerous occasions in the past. But not recently. None of the ships internal senors has reported anything unusual.
We have experienced that on numerous occasions in the past. But not recently. None of the ships internal senors has reported anything unusual.
Well, I can't be expected to remember everything.
[He says, remembering it very well, which is quite clear by the look on his face. However, at that second remark he puts on an air of being affronted.]
Why I would never.
[Except on the occasions when he has. Things get busy, after all.]
I frankly resent the implication - and she was...over here? Yes, I think so.
[And he's off]
[He says, remembering it very well, which is quite clear by the look on his face. However, at that second remark he puts on an air of being affronted.]
Why I would never.
[Except on the occasions when he has. Things get busy, after all.]
I frankly resent the implication - and she was...over here? Yes, I think so.
[And he's off]
Oh this? Certainly - it's a sonic screwdriver. It makes noises when there's things.
[He offers it over for inspection, which ought to tell you that you've made a good impression.]
And that is superb. I'm not usually in this universe, you understand, but I've been...tidying up, I suppose you could say. Time eddies and suchlike.
[He offers it over for inspection, which ought to tell you that you've made a good impression.]
And that is superb. I'm not usually in this universe, you understand, but I've been...tidying up, I suppose you could say. Time eddies and suchlike.
[Of course they don't. They sweep majestically in robes. Traditionally, it keeps the dust from shaking off.]
True, true - perception certainly hasn't declined with your time in office, I see.
True, true - perception certainly hasn't declined with your time in office, I see.
[Will gives the man a look as he picks out his tricorder to check the unknown instrument. He trusts the foreign man about as long as he could throw him.] It's some sort of scanner?
[The tricorder isn't picking up anything he could consider a threat, so he puts it away and returns the item back to the doctor. He'll make a mental note to report it to Worf.] Thank you for your cooperation, doctor.
You're saying that you're from a different universe?
[The tricorder isn't picking up anything he could consider a threat, so he puts it away and returns the item back to the doctor. He'll make a mental note to report it to Worf.] Thank you for your cooperation, doctor.
You're saying that you're from a different universe?
Scanner, detector, and of course a screwdriver.
[He works his way along a hallway, hand trailing. He points at the sonic]
Do you mind if I...? [Indicating whether or not he can continue] In any event, yes, I suppose you could call it adjacent but I prefer to think of it as 'in the neighborhood'. I do usually stick to my own strrreet, as it were, but it never hurts to help, does it?
[He pauses for a moment] I landed just outside that cantina of yours...Ten Forward, I think it was called? The bartender gave me quite a strange look, I must say.
[He works his way along a hallway, hand trailing. He points at the sonic]
Do you mind if I...? [Indicating whether or not he can continue] In any event, yes, I suppose you could call it adjacent but I prefer to think of it as 'in the neighborhood'. I do usually stick to my own strrreet, as it were, but it never hurts to help, does it?
[He pauses for a moment] I landed just outside that cantina of yours...Ten Forward, I think it was called? The bartender gave me quite a strange look, I must say.
[One of the many reasons he ran away from the post at full speed was that trade-off, one he could never have successfully made even if he tried. In many ways, he considers it a skill - one he will never possess in any regeneration. Romana, to his unending respect, does.]
You should have them build you a garden. Somewhere with many convenient ferns wherein one can hide from bodyguards, hangers-on, and even the paperwork.
[The last, of course, being the most difficult to escape of all. But, ah, behold - the TARDIS.]
Ah, here we are, then. [He offers her the key] Perhaps you might do the honors...?
You should have them build you a garden. Somewhere with many convenient ferns wherein one can hide from bodyguards, hangers-on, and even the paperwork.
[The last, of course, being the most difficult to escape of all. But, ah, behold - the TARDIS.]
Ah, here we are, then. [He offers her the key] Perhaps you might do the honors...?
Therein lies the problem, Doctor. If I have them build it, it still won't be a way for me to hide.
[But it's a warm reminder. She's pretty certain that the Doctor didn't stick around long enough to realise just how bad it could be for the president. She smiles at the TARDIS. She has missed this more than she dare to admit. The smile broadens when he presents her with the key.]
Oh, thank you.
[Hmmm, she was going for 'don't mind if I do.' Oops. She approaches the TARDIS and gives her a gentle stroke.]
Hello, you.
[Then she inserts the key and enters. And it's like coming home. She notices the console.]
You've been doing some upgrades, at least.
[But it's a warm reminder. She's pretty certain that the Doctor didn't stick around long enough to realise just how bad it could be for the president. She smiles at the TARDIS. She has missed this more than she dare to admit. The smile broadens when he presents her with the key.]
Oh, thank you.
[Hmmm, she was going for 'don't mind if I do.' Oops. She approaches the TARDIS and gives her a gentle stroke.]
Hello, you.
[Then she inserts the key and enters. And it's like coming home. She notices the console.]
You've been doing some upgrades, at least.
Hmm, yes, though as President you could find yourself a trusted master gardener. I'm sure the council wouldn't mind if you created a new official position that would become an age-encrusted tradition...
[This version does have other notes beneath, after all, and one of them is finding oblique approaches. But it is his imagination or does the thrum of the TARDIS change just a little when Romana touches it? Hard to say. He walks in after her, hanging his hat and umbrella on the coat rack.]
Oh, indeed. I must admit, I'm considering changing the desktop theme. Something more...baroque, comfortable. What do you think?
[This version does have other notes beneath, after all, and one of them is finding oblique approaches. But it is his imagination or does the thrum of the TARDIS change just a little when Romana touches it? Hard to say. He walks in after her, hanging his hat and umbrella on the coat rack.]
Oh, indeed. I must admit, I'm considering changing the desktop theme. Something more...baroque, comfortable. What do you think?
I could indeed. But I somehow doubt that they would approve of my choice to fill that position.
[And she couldn't anyway. She would never ask the Doctor to limit himself in such a way.]
I have heard of several Time Lords over the years doing such. I always found you to be one for the classic look, though.
[She offers a small smirk.]
You're very interesting this go, aren't you?
[And she couldn't anyway. She would never ask the Doctor to limit himself in such a way.]
I have heard of several Time Lords over the years doing such. I always found you to be one for the classic look, though.
[She offers a small smirk.]
You're very interesting this go, aren't you?
As long as your scanner doesn't interfere with ship systems, go ahead doctor. [Will responds sternly. He hadn't found anything that could indicate a function of saving data externally, hence being able to be transmitted. However he wasn't familiar with the method of "scanning" to know if it might cause issues.]
We have some experience of parallel universes. I hope you being here isn't an indication of an quantum barrier destabilizing.
I'm surprised they didn't call for security to collect you.
We have some experience of parallel universes. I hope you being here isn't an indication of an quantum barrier destabilizing.
I'm surprised they didn't call for security to collect you.
Edited 2020-04-03 13:34 (UTC)
[It would be interesting, for a time - but yes, he would inevitably chafe at it, given time.]
Yes, I suppose not. Never had much of a green thumb, anyway.
[He listens to her last remark, rubbing the back of his head.]
Hmph. I couldn't possibly comment. Suffice to say, there is much to do. Old business to be dealt with most carefully, and new business always cropping up.
[He is, at the very least, more specialized than his predecessor. There is some clown on the surface, to be true - a showman and adventurer. But there's subtler notes to this regeneration.]
Yes, I suppose not. Never had much of a green thumb, anyway.
[He listens to her last remark, rubbing the back of his head.]
Hmph. I couldn't possibly comment. Suffice to say, there is much to do. Old business to be dealt with most carefully, and new business always cropping up.
[He is, at the very least, more specialized than his predecessor. There is some clown on the surface, to be true - a showman and adventurer. But there's subtler notes to this regeneration.]
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