5 ∞ fourthwall

[leathered]

[voice]

[ There are some fumbling noises and then the sound of a thump: someone setting a box down firmly. The Doctor mutters: ] Lot of extra folks about today. Strange.

[ Well, he's busy moving. Not that he has that much stuff to move. When you wear the same leather jacket every day... Anyway, feel free to catch him in the hallway or later tonight when he's out in the City. ]

[ ooc: Open for anything, fourthwall away! Voice, video, action, it's all good. ♥! ]

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[Action]

[goesagainst_thegrain]

[He pulls away, contriving to look innocent.]

Do? Do what? I wasn't going to do anything.

[Aaaand he gets a good look at the guy he's talking to.]

Oh good heavens, not this again.

[Action]

[leathered]

[ Rolls his eyes. ] I was here first, so technically I should be saying that. [ Except not really, but for the moment it will work. The Doctor squints at his older self. ] Blimey, what happened to my taste when I was you? Look like I just discovered technicolor. I'd forgotten how bad it was.

[Action]

[goesagainst_thegrain]

[He's looking his other self up and down as well, a dubious look on his face.]

You're a fine one to talk about taste. Even my... our last regeneration, from my perspective, had some sense of style, despite the celery. You're all leather and ears.

How far ahead of me are you?

[Action]

[leathered]

[ Defensively. ] This is a great jacket. All-purpose. Same for the ears.

Three forward. I'm the ninth.

[Action]

[goesagainst_thegrain]

All purpose? [He sounds scandalized.] You look like some sort of hoodlum in that get-up. You could hardly get into a fancy dress party in that lot.

[Honest, he'll get tired of insulting your dress sense soon.

He sniffs a little at that.]

I certainly hope your appearance isn't any indication of how rough a time it's going to be.

[Action]

[leathered]

You don't think? Have and will, actually. It goes with everything.

[ As for that second sentence, he is carefully avoiding answering it. ]

[Action]

[goesagainst_thegrain]

[...any response to that will probably just come back to bite him, soooo...

Time to change the subject.]

Where are we, anyway? I've certainly never been here before, I'd remember it.

[Action]

[leathered]

Strange little pocket dimension called the City. Controlled entrance and exits. Very controlled. Been here -- well, there's a future us who's been here more than a year without escape. [ He crosses his arms, wearing a serious expression. ]

[Action]

[goesagainst_thegrain]

I suppose that explains how I was brought here without the TARDIS.

[More or less anyway.

He actually stops talking for almost a minute to think about the options.]

An entire year, are you quite serious?

[Strange to think of himself living like that, one slow, plodding day at a time, in the right order even.]

[Action]

[leathered]

That's another thing entirely. But I'm sure you'll run into her.

[ There's a surprise that Nine thinks Six should discover on his own. There's nothing like a surprise TARDIS-as-lady with her tongue down your throat. ]

[ He shakes his head. He doesn't like to think about it either. ] So I'm told. It's been a month for me and I'm ready to climb the walls.