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Hands firmly up, calmly stood still. Not the first time he's had a gun pointed at him, third this evening, actually, but certainly the first in this time. "My apologies, I recognise that I should have been more circumspect when doing my wandering, I'm not familiar with this time, you see, no idea people would be planted near trees with weaponary!" Quiet, Doctor, don't let your mouth run away. You've really got a problem with that with this face.

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rather suddenly interrupted by a series of knocks on the tardis doors. " knocking? KNOCKING?! " he gets up in an instant, melancholy replaced by his usual blend of loud-mouthed melodrama. " like some common hovel! " quick to rush over to the tardis door, open it & give whoever is knocking a piece of his mind... except he sees her, another person that left his life with almost no word. suddenly feels just a little awkward, they didn't part on the best of terms. " hello, tegan. "

" just be glad you met me when you did, my dear Mel. mild, no fashion sense, incredibly dull... my previous face did not suit me at all. "

" yes, yes, it's the tardis, big fan are you? " he brushes the questions aside, clearly his reputation preceedes him, as it usually does, but he's not got time for that now. " are you studying a time-rift? do you have any idea how dangerous that is? humans aren't even meant to discover such a thing for centuries & somehow i doubt you're equipped for it. "

" i'll have you know, that among more enlightened people, this outfit is considered the pinacle of fashion! "

" oh, that is much more like it. perhaps a bit too muted for my tastes, you can't have everything, but it's good to know that i don't lose my sense of style entirely. "