[The smaller and quieter of the Doctors (well done, Charles, the others might have given you a headache) manages to hear that he's being addressed, even if he doesn't immediately hear the exact words. He smiles pleasantly and lowers the mug of cocoa from his lips.]
What can I do for you, ah...I'm afraid I don't think I've caught your name before. Or I have, and have forgotten it. My memory has never been the best in this body.
[ Okay, yeah, he'd meant to get on with the whole "things you're grateful for" or whatever, but the Doctor's remark manages to catch him off guard. He fixes him with a skeptical look. ]
[Eight grins, because this happens so often, it's almost fun at this point. So many different reactions.]
I'm the Doctor, and...well, I can't say as I have a "normal" body. I go through so many. I'm sorry, sometimes I forget that there are so many people here that not everyone has seen one or three of me around and already know all about it.
[ You know what? Gunn is just going to be taking a seat here, because he has the feeling that this conversation is going to end up being interesting, at the very least. ]
Alright, then. So - we talking clones? Remote-controlled robot bodies? Fill me in here.
[Oh, this conversation is definitely going to be interesting. It certainly beats being looked at like a freak. Sorry, Fiona. He liked you, but your disbelief was a bit frustrating at times.
Eight settles down as well, tapping his finger on the side of the mug.]
It's more...aliens. My species has a particular way of staying alive if we're mortally wounded or just simply too old and worn out to go on. We go through a process called "regeneration", where all of our cells change completely to renew themselves, creating essentially a totally new body.
That's why, if you see the young man in the ridiculous bow tie, and the tall lunatic in the even more ridiculous mile-long scarf, and they say they're the Doctor, they're not lying. They are me. One past life and one future.
[ Gunn figures it would probably be impolite - and lose him some 'cool' cred - if he blurted out that the Doctor's story sounded just like one from a comic series he loved, so he bit his tongue and refrained from informing him of that factoid.
(The fact stood, though: it totally reminded him of one of his favorite comic books.) ]
Aliens. [ Said with something like casual awe. He grins a little at the Doctor, trying to figure out what he wants to say himself. ] Not too familiar with aliens. Vampires, demons, oozy sewer monsters? Nothing new, but: you're an alien. That's pretty legit.
[ Up go the eyebrows in return. No, the Doctor's right, this isn't what he sat here to talk about, but it looks like the conversation has gotten good and properly derailed. ]
We're from the same world. So guess all of that makes sense. [ Another pause, and then Gunn looks smug. ] Got some spoilers on dragons upcoming, though. Glad to know my experience with 'em isn't gonna be limited to here.
[Eight chuckles into his mug as he takes another sip. It has been quite a while ago now, so the situation doesn't bother him as much anymore. Enough so that he can use it to shock people.]
Well, not that she wanted to, but Thiazi's dark magic had gotten into my soul and was controlling me while my mind was...away. The only way to get it out was to kill me. Did a good job of skewering me.
[The amusement fades a bit.]
My only regret with her taking me out was that it was in front of Rose. She didn't need to see that.
[Right, enough of that. There's been far too much heartache the last few months. He clears his throat and shrugs.]
Well, it's good that you know her. She's a good woman.
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What can I do for you, ah...I'm afraid I don't think I've caught your name before. Or I have, and have forgotten it. My memory has never been the best in this body.
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[ Okay, yeah, he'd meant to get on with the whole "things you're grateful for" or whatever, but the Doctor's remark manages to catch him off guard. He fixes him with a skeptical look. ]
That ain't your normal body?
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I'm the Doctor, and...well, I can't say as I have a "normal" body. I go through so many. I'm sorry, sometimes I forget that there are so many people here that not everyone has seen one or three of me around and already know all about it.
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Alright, then. So - we talking clones? Remote-controlled robot bodies? Fill me in here.
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[Oh, this conversation is definitely going to be interesting. It certainly beats being looked at like a freak. Sorry, Fiona. He liked you, but your disbelief was a bit frustrating at times.
Eight settles down as well, tapping his finger on the side of the mug.]
It's more...aliens. My species has a particular way of staying alive if we're mortally wounded or just simply too old and worn out to go on. We go through a process called "regeneration", where all of our cells change completely to renew themselves, creating essentially a totally new body.
That's why, if you see the young man in the ridiculous bow tie, and the tall lunatic in the even more ridiculous mile-long scarf, and they say they're the Doctor, they're not lying. They are me. One past life and one future.
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(The fact stood, though: it totally reminded him of one of his favorite comic books.) ]
Aliens. [ Said with something like casual awe. He grins a little at the Doctor, trying to figure out what he wants to say himself. ] Not too familiar with aliens. Vampires, demons, oozy sewer monsters? Nothing new, but: you're an alien. That's pretty legit.
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He chuckles softly and shakes his head.]
You remind me of Buffy. She has said much the same thing. Always with the vampires and demons, but aliens are completely uncharted territory.
[Ha, how little does he know.]
Anyway, thank you and...I take it this wasn't what you came to talk to me about.
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[ Up go the eyebrows in return. No, the Doctor's right, this isn't what he sat here to talk about, but it looks like the conversation has gotten good and properly derailed. ]
We're from the same world. So guess all of that makes sense. [ Another pause, and then Gunn looks smug. ] Got some spoilers on dragons upcoming, though. Glad to know my experience with 'em isn't gonna be limited to here.
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[Eight chuckles into his mug as he takes another sip. It has been quite a while ago now, so the situation doesn't bother him as much anymore. Enough so that he can use it to shock people.]
Well, not that she wanted to, but Thiazi's dark magic had gotten into my soul and was controlling me while my mind was...away. The only way to get it out was to kill me. Did a good job of skewering me.
[The amusement fades a bit.]
My only regret with her taking me out was that it was in front of Rose. She didn't need to see that.
[Right, enough of that. There's been far too much heartache the last few months. He clears his throat and shrugs.]
Well, it's good that you know her. She's a good woman.