ext_66540 ([identity profile] ten-and-chips.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandom_lounge2005-09-30 01:56 pm

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[The Doctor sits at one of the tables in the lounge. He is taking notes on a piece of paper and sipping coffee that he has, yet again, taken from Spider Jerusalem's office--though he's left some money and a note to pay for it. Next to his coffee mug (which reads 'Per mare per terras'*) is a printout.

If someone were to read his notebook, it would look something like this:




After he finishes writing, he begins to read the printout, which is All About Homecoming Customs in the late 20th century United States.]


((*Because I'm a geek...that's the motto of David Tennant's ancestral clan, the MacDonalds. Translates to 'by sea and by land', which I thought was appropriate for a traveller.))

[identity profile] game-of-you.livejournal.com 2005-09-30 06:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Dream considers this for a moment, nods.

My interest in you is only as a colleague. I cannot speak for my sister.

He hesitates a moment, then:

I'll leave you to your reading.

[identity profile] game-of-you.livejournal.com 2005-09-30 06:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[OOC: I'm still working out the HTML on this, and may just give up entirely. In any case, the third line should not be in Dream font.]

[identity profile] game-of-you.livejournal.com 2005-09-30 08:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Dream walks over to another chair and slowly lowers himself into it. He pulls out a pile of Hebrew homework and begins reading the one on top, marking it with a raven's quill pen.

Eventually, he speaks.

You were not rude. Only honest.

[identity profile] game-of-you.livejournal.com 2005-09-30 10:17 pm (UTC)(link)
She does her job. As do we all.

[OOC: This is a new writer, and I have no idea what's going on with the Doctor and the Endless. Hence the cryptic.]

[identity profile] game-of-you.livejournal.com 2005-09-30 10:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Dream nods slowly.

This place is an odd oasis. But a good one.

I think you are here for a reason.

[identity profile] game-of-you.livejournal.com 2005-09-30 11:04 pm (UTC)(link)
If that's what you think.

Dimly, the sound of a raven's caw -- mixed in with rapid-fire speech -- may be heard from outside the window. Dream rises and walks to it, and lets in a plump black bird. They converse for a moment, and then Dream turns to the Doctor.

I must take care of something in my realm. I will see you next week?