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[daft_old_man]

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.]

Comments

[daft_old_man]

Yes and it hurt.

[wrong-sometimes.livejournal.com]

What, was it, like, eight feet tall or something? Robotic? Purple?

[Because with him, she has to ask.]

[daft_old_man]

Brown with spots...and big rabbity teeth.

[Normal Earth rabbits are pure evil]

[wrong-sometimes.livejournal.com]

A regular little bunny-wunny bit you and you're scarred?

[She finds that amusing.]

[daft_old_man]

[SO MUCH FROWNING]

It was a big rabbit with big rabbity teeth. I'll also have you know that I'm not nor was I ever scared of a rabbit!

[wrong-sometimes.livejournal.com]

Riiiight.

[She smirked, going back to her drawing.]

[daft_old_man]

[He's not about to be ignored, so out he comes splashing past the ducks and sending them running off. He plops down right next to Cassie after grabbing his jacket and shoes.]

How's that duck drawing coming? Still more interesting than the actual duck?

[wrong-sometimes.livejournal.com]

[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.

[daft_old_man]

[He looks it over and nods before reaching a hand out]

May I?

[wrong-sometimes.livejournal.com]

Sure.

[She passes it over with a shrug.]

[daft_old_man]

[Takes it, gives it a look, and then pulls a pencil out of his coat pocket, flips the page, and draws EXACTLY what she had drawn only, you know, perfect.]

Ta-da! There, you're done, now come on lets go get ice cream!