*Sits down on a park bench*
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Thread Topic: *Sits down on a park bench*
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*dodges out of the way, throwing hands up*
*glances down at object then looks back to the Doctor*
Honestly, what kind of a fool do you take me for? -
Its a bloody baseball. But this isn't *putting handcuffs on you*
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*pushes the Doctor off, growling like a feral animal*
*seeral steps back*
Look at that, I must be paranoid. :P -
Yes. Paranoid. ........well.........darn.
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I would think you would know better than to try.
Anyway! Speaking of the TARDIS.. Where's yours? -
She's parked. Why do you ask?
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Parked where, Doctor?
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Why all the questions?
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The pursuit of knowledge. You can appreciate that, can't you?
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That I can. She's parked in a black hole.
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e.e
*grumbles to self*
*sits down on the bench, drumming four counts over and over on the arm* -
Yep. You still hear it, don't you?
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No, I just feel like playing it out for reminiscence sake.
*sarcastic Master is sarcastic*
Hmph. It never stops, Doctor. Over and over. You know that. -
I know that *makes the classic thinking face* but do you know what it is?
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*glowers at the Doctor*
It's an incessant drumbeat in my head. Where have you been the last few hundred years? e.e
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