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[championoftime]

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[He appears on the screen, holding a squirmy mongoose. That terrible jester marionette of his? Still sitting on the back of his couch. He's hesitant because he knows what's been going on, and there's some potentially terrible things that he could be admitting about himself right now. So he's going to try really hard not to!] Harper! This is actually your pet. I'm duty bound to return it to you... I have no idea what it's name is.

[And a pause. Okay! Let's go with-] I know how to play the spoons!

[Really?

That's it?

He sighs in relief.] I was worried for a moment that I was going to say something considerably worse! [He ignores the mongoose considering a voyage down his pullover.] Such as the fact I know I'm the most problematic, repugnant, and unpleasant of the lot of me and I'd been better off not even having gone through this regeneration.

[Wait.] Ignore that bit. [He makes a pissy huff and cuts the feed.]

Comments

[peektuttut]

That's probably the easiest thing to ignore.

[timesbureaucrat]

[Eyes narrow as he tries to determine whether (or how much) the Doctor is joking.]

I didn't say I thought you were lovely, simply the least problematic of your selves. But consider the competition... [Narvin shrugs.]

Don't worry, Doctor, I still think you're annoyingly compassionate, irritatingly beneficent, and hopelessly interfering.

[Private]

[collector]

That's ridiculous. If you weren't that regeneration, you'd never have met Bernice, and I would never have acquired a very good friend. [...Okay, so maybe it would have been better if the Seventh Doctor had never existed.]

[championoftime]

My hearts are aflutter, Coordinator.

And you are enviably loyal. [If damnably so.

He considers making a terrible suggestion. ...And he might. Just knowing which one Narvin would probably choose, and most definitely regret if he didn't.

Hmm. Damn. So tempting.]

[Private]

[championoftime]

If Harper doesn't come for him, I'd be glad to know he went to a loving owner. With less tools he can abscond with.

[championoftime]

Indeed they have. [Some spheres have received him. Or worse, Daleks.]

Though it still would make one person's day considerably more.... peculiar, I'm sure.

[championoftime]

[He makes a slight grumbly noise.] Thank you. I make the attempt. [All the time. Self-affirmation of immanent failure.]

[Private]

[championoftime]

I'm sure he can't help what that light-socket did to him. [Teasing makes the world go round.]

[championoftime]

Thankfully, dear boy, you've seen me at my best and I hope you continue to do so.

[with_discipline]

Perhaps you should try harder. [...Doc. Cut that out. :c]

[championoftime]

That's because you're stubborn!

[Private]

How has the reunion been?

[timesbureaucrat]

[All this maybe-sort of-vaguely flattery (and not even any ginger beer involved) makes him think the Doctor is up to something. What, he has no idea. But then, this Doctor is always up to something.]

I do hope it's not the beginning of a hearts attack.

[Private]

[championoftime]

Benny knew my ails probably better than anyone.

...Though yes. I wouldn't have traded knowing her, or Ace or Hex. Even Klein, for that matter.

[peektuttut]

Only when I'm right.

[Private]

Okay. ...Good. Just - bigger than I bargained on.

[championoftime]

You're wishing prolonged longevity to me? I'm touched! Genuinely! [He might even kiss Narvin on the tip of his nose next time he sees him without any warning. ...And flee.

Is he this mean? Is he not this mean? There is a fine line to cross in the mentioning. He'll regret it and despise himself if it doesn't go the way he planned. He'd feel the need to intervene and throw himself into the line of fire.

...Great, admit your negative qualities and feed them in the same post. Fantastic job, Doctor.]

[Private]

[collector]

And besides that, I have it on the highest authority that you are very, very attractive indeed.

[Maybe the Doctor shouldn't have told Brax about Rassilon's Mrs. Robinson scheme.]

[championoftime]

[Lol no! Self-loathing and angst is a Time Lords favourite pasttime.] Yes, well... no one can fault me my friends. [This soon will also be partially a statement of fail as well.]

[Private]

[championoftime]

If it becomes cramped, you have a key and waiting ear. [He did notice some strangeness with the newest arrival.]

[Private]

[peektuttut]

And breakfast, apparently.

[Pause pause rage pause.] He's worth being wary of.

[Private]

[championoftime]

[You're a terrible, terrible man Brax. Terrible!] I know where you keep your underwear, Irving.

[Private]

[championoftime]

Indeed. But the old girl's been a bit peculiar for about a week or so. She's had a mood.

[timesbureaucrat]

The infirmary is already swamped with the remnants of General Chang's challengers. I'd hate to see the physicians given even more work to deal with.

[Despite the callous words, he's smiling slightly.]

[doctor-scarf.livejournal.com]

I'm easily more problematic than you. And I'm sure that our first body has us beaten on unpleasantness. He could be quite grumpy at times.

[fivestepsahead.livejournal.com]

You have a talent for understatements, Doctor.

[championoftime]

It would be a shame wouldn't it. [Kiss on the nose. Gonna get it. And... at the risk of having to intervene if Narvin made the wrong choice...

[Private]

I'm afraid I'm caught in a bit of a quandary.