3rd

[seconddoctor_cia]

[The (Second) Doctor is walking in the square idly trying to play a tune on his recorder. He doesn't seem to be pleased with his progress.]

If I didn't know better I'd swear this was out of tune.

[Looks around.]

Oh my, quite a lot of people about today. Many new faces. I wonder what's the occasion.

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[destinedtobeunpopular]

Thirteen...

[ W o w.

He might be staring. For a moment, and then he gathers himself together and. Shakes his head. ]

Uhm. I'm Merlin.

[ His home... ]

Ealdor. Is home.

[seconddoctor_cia]

Merlin? Oh, I say...

[Notes how young he looks.]

Forgive me, but you're not exactly what I expected. I am familiar with your name, though, but that's an entirely different story.

[destinedtobeunpopular]

[ He grimaces. ]

Yeah, I've heard that one before. What's the story?

[seconddoctor_cia]

A very good one actually. Read it a long time ago. I'd always been meaning to meet the author.

[destinedtobeunpopular]

Read it. Of course.

[seconddoctor_cia]

Yes, well, I suppose I can understand your frustration. Whenever anyone hears of me, it's usually because of something I will have done in the future. It appears I get more careless with each regeneration. And I though my replacement was bad enough.

[destinedtobeunpopular]

[ Regeneration. So that's the word. ]

I wish I could have a replacement. I don't really... get it, I'm nothing... nothing special.

[ Okay, so he didn't really wish he could have had a replacement, but. In the end, he couldn't even protect the man he was born to protect. So what use was all of that destiny anyway? Rubbish, is all it was. He doesn't care about what they accomplished, he just wants Arthur by his side. ]