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WHO:

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.]

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Erin Hannon, hi! It's nice to meet you!

Erin. Erin Hannon. Hannon, Erin.

[Pause]

I'll just call you Erin then, shall I? Good. Now, I'm the Doctor and these are ducks. A little on the rude side, but not as bitie as rabbits. Except that one on the left -- [He narrows his eyes at a rather small duckling] He likes to nibble toes.

[She nods that he can call her Erin.]

Right, well I wasn't going to hop in, so he won't get the chance to nibble my toes.

[She does come closer to the edge, however, to take some bread from him.]

What are you the Doctor of?

Too bad the water's rather nice at the moment.

[Point made by him jumping up and down a bit]

Oh, nothing and everything. Sort of a name and less of a title unless you like titles then it can be a title.

[She giggles.]

Don't have a bathing swim though.

I like titles! I'm a receptionist.

No need for a swim, just as soothing to have your feet take a bit of a dip!

[The Doctor grips his trousers to show just how needless a swimsuit is. Come on, ponds are cool!]

Oh! I knew a receptionist once. Well, she was more like a temp but I'm sure she had to do reception a few times.

Well... ok. Sure, why not?

[She kicks off her shoes and carefully steps in, laughing as the ducks swim away.]

Aw, come back! I've got bread!

[She rips off tiny pieces and tosses them, which makes the ducks return.]

I was a temp too, but then they hired me full time.

[He eyeballs her briefly]

Not because of a fiance I hope. It's been my experience that inner office romance is really a ploy to harvest the energy of one or the other so that an alien race can take over the world. Very nasty habit romance is.

[Is he serious? She can't tell.]

Um, no. The receptionist before me quit really abruptly so they went to a temp agency, and they thought I did a good job so I got hired permanently. There was no alien race involved.

[A pause.]

As far as I know.

You can never be too sure. Some of those aliens can be the tricky sort especially when they're looking to take over the Earth.

[Her eyes widen.]

Really? You're not just teasing me?

[Gives her a very serious look]

I never kid about aliens.

Have you met a lot before? Were they mean? [She looks enthralled and a little worried at the same time.]

[He grins and there's a twinkle in his eye] Oh I've met a few here and there. Good dressers, you know.

Yeah? It's good they weren't naked. That's not a good first impression to make, y'know?

Unless they don't believe in clothes or are too large to fit clothing common to most humanoid shaped beings. Clothing isn't as common as you would believe.

Oh, that makes sense! [She nods along, breaking her bread into pieces and tossing it.]

I wonder if aliens on other planets know about polka dots or gingham.

[The smile he offers is huge]

Oh, yes, polka dots are very in. Well, except on Atross Five where they're a sign of the green cough and you're killed on sight, but everywhere else they're a big smash!

[Her eyes widen.] Killed on sight? Wow, that's harsh.

To be fair it's a very violent plague.

Oh, I see. I guess they had to do what they did to keep everyone from dying.

And it tends to keep the sightseers at bay. Nothing throws off the image of a planet like the smell of burning bodies in the evening.

[Erin makes a face.]

Definitely wouldn't want to visit there. Or have a layover from another planet.

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