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re_alignment2012-09-02 11:12 pm
justthedoctor) wrote in re_alignment2012-09-02 11:12 pm
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1st Regeneration [Video]
[The first place he went when he woke up in this strange, barren, mechanical world was right out to that junk pile he'd been told non-living things were dumped once they were brought here.
He's been searching for hours, and by the time he sits down to rest, he's covered in grime and filth and looking tattered and grouchy when he activates the communication device he was given.]
So. I wouldn't suppose any of you great, big, metal blokes would've seen a comparably-tiny blue box layin' about, would yah? About 7, oh, 8 feet high on the outside, much much bigger on the inside, with two little doors and a few windows all around, and a light right on top. She's my TARDIS, an' I'd really like 'er back. Don't go anywhere without 'er - well, guess you could say I can't go anywhere without 'er - she's my ship. Been together a long time, me an' her.
Oh. An' if Donna Noble's muckin' about, I'd really like it if someone could direct her to me, or vice versa. You out there, Donna? If you're in the TARDIS, send me a signal if you please. Be nice t'get back home. Oi, an' don't go muckin' with the controls! Don't want you gettin' lost in time an' space, you hear me???
[Gruff demeanor aside, it's obvious whoever, where-ever, and whenever Donna Noble is, he's actually pretty worried about her. He huffs softly to himself, glancing around the junk pile, and then back at the datapad after a moment of contemplation.]
Don' suppose any'a you great, big, metal blokes would have any bananas would you? I'm feelin' a little peckish and I ain't had anything to eat since I got here.
He's been searching for hours, and by the time he sits down to rest, he's covered in grime and filth and looking tattered and grouchy when he activates the communication device he was given.]
So. I wouldn't suppose any of you great, big, metal blokes would've seen a comparably-tiny blue box layin' about, would yah? About 7, oh, 8 feet high on the outside, much much bigger on the inside, with two little doors and a few windows all around, and a light right on top. She's my TARDIS, an' I'd really like 'er back. Don't go anywhere without 'er - well, guess you could say I can't go anywhere without 'er - she's my ship. Been together a long time, me an' her.
Oh. An' if Donna Noble's muckin' about, I'd really like it if someone could direct her to me, or vice versa. You out there, Donna? If you're in the TARDIS, send me a signal if you please. Be nice t'get back home. Oi, an' don't go muckin' with the controls! Don't want you gettin' lost in time an' space, you hear me???
[Gruff demeanor aside, it's obvious whoever, where-ever, and whenever Donna Noble is, he's actually pretty worried about her. He huffs softly to himself, glancing around the junk pile, and then back at the datapad after a moment of contemplation.]
Don' suppose any'a you great, big, metal blokes would have any bananas would you? I'm feelin' a little peckish and I ain't had anything to eat since I got here.
[Video]
I have a Swiss Roll if you'd like...!
[Yeah, she didn't understand any of the first part, but her attention span's never been the greatest. Her line of logic?
1. You sound British
2. Edgeworth is British.
3. You are close enough to being Edgeworth.]
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[Well, technically the Brits sound Gallifreyan, but that would just be splitting hairs. Not that he's not one to split hairs, mind you, but!]
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Where can I meet you, Mister?
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You can call me the Doctor. What's your name, Miss?
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Doctor? Can I just call you Doc? I'm Kay!
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[Oh, that draws a terrible grimace.] Ohh no no no no, not Doc, I am most definitely not "the Doc." Just Doctor, please Kay. John Smith if you want somethin' other then Doctor, but never "Doc."
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What's wrong with 'Doc'?