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The Doctor ([personal profile] daft_old_man) wrote in [community profile] capeandcowllogs2011-08-21 02:09 pm

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WHO: [livejournal.com profile] daft_old_man and YOU!
WHERE: The park
WHEN: Sunday afternoon
WARNINGS: general weirdness
SUMMARY: Today is one of those days where the Doctor does something normal. Of course nothing he does can ever be too normal!
FORMAT: whatever makes you happy bb!



[He's standing calf high in the man-made lake at the park's center his trousers rolled up his skinny legs and his coat tossed on a nearby bench. People stare at him as he converses with the ducks and geese that have wandered closer to this strange being. It would seem that they're all having a fantastic conversation with the man although that could also be the large bag of stale bread pieces he has in his hand.]

[identity profile] wrong-sometimes.livejournal.com 2011-08-27 02:40 am (UTC)(link)
[Now that she has the outlines down, she' working in the details from memory. Her visions don't last long so she has to be able to rely on her memory of them to be able to get them down the way she wants to.

So she doesn't even notice the bread by her toe. At least not until there's a quacking nudge at it that startles her, making her jump and drop the sketchpad.]


What the!?!

[identity profile] wrong-sometimes.livejournal.com 2011-08-27 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
[Cassie glares. He did that on purpose.]

I'm trying to draw.

[identity profile] wrong-sometimes.livejournal.com 2011-08-27 03:46 am (UTC)(link)
Which is why I'm trying to draw them.

[she picks up the sketchpad, showing him the sketch of him, playing with the ducklings.]

[identity profile] wrong-sometimes.livejournal.com 2011-08-28 09:23 am (UTC)(link)
They're ducks, I'm pretty sure their ducky lives are just ducky without me ducking around with them.

[She goes back to her sketchpad, flipping a page to a fresh one.]

[identity profile] wrong-sometimes.livejournal.com 2011-09-02 11:27 pm (UTC)(link)
I don't want to, I'm trying to draw.

[besides, birds had diseases - right?]

[identity profile] wrong-sometimes.livejournal.com 2011-09-04 10:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Not if the next time I get kidnapped I end up dead.

[She mutters, but she puts the sketch pad away, watching.]

Why are you playing with the ducks?

[identity profile] wrong-sometimes.livejournal.com 2011-09-06 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
[That makes her laugh.]

Should have found bunnies. They don't splash.

[identity profile] wrong-sometimes.livejournal.com 2011-09-06 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
...you've been bitten by a rabbit?

[She's a little incredulous at that.]

[identity profile] wrong-sometimes.livejournal.com 2011-09-07 05:16 am (UTC)(link)
What, was it, like, eight feet tall or something? Robotic? Purple?

[Because with him, she has to ask.]

[identity profile] wrong-sometimes.livejournal.com 2011-09-08 12:29 am (UTC)(link)
A regular little bunny-wunny bit you and you're scarred?

[She finds that amusing.]

[identity profile] wrong-sometimes.livejournal.com 2011-09-10 08:17 am (UTC)(link)
Riiiight.

[She smirked, going back to her drawing.]

[identity profile] wrong-sometimes.livejournal.com 2011-09-11 12:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[She closes her eyes for a moment and takes a deep breath, showing him the sketch. It's an improvement from her sketches when she first joined, but she still has a way to go.]

I have to learn this, I have to get it right.

[identity profile] wrong-sometimes.livejournal.com 2011-09-13 07:10 am (UTC)(link)
Sure.

[She passes it over with a shrug.]