paradisa | - 15 - It's the colours you have, no need to be sad.

[ Happy Monday morning Paradisa. There's a police box appearing in the lobby today, fresh from Fairfield and with a certain Doctor that steps out of said box. The lobby isn't his usual place to park, but he does have a small problem with his room, something that he's avoided dealing with since there were more important matters to hand. With an expression of resignation, the Doctor locks the TARDIS and leaves the lobby, making his way up the tower stairs and almost hoping that what was left in his room has disappeared by now. ]

[ What is in his room is practically his own fault. He had gone to look for Aradia after Dr. Brewer's call for help. What he found was a door without a nameplate and an empty room. He had stayed there a few minutes, thinking on the girl whose company he had enjoyed, the girl that he felt brought a dash of colour to his days. With an angry utterance to the castle, he had left and closed the door, another friend gone. ]

[ It hadn't crossed his radar that anything would even come of the utterance. And so with his reverie over, here the Doctor is, pushing open the door to his room and-- ]

Great Scott! It actually... Grew! My word, it's even in the toi-! Water Closet!

[ The Doctor rummages through his pockets, coming up with his journal and a pair of... very small Bonsai Tree shears. No, they're not going to do at all, although where the heck did they come from? Addressing the journal, he clears his throat.]

Er, hello, it's the Doctor here, good morning. I don't suppose anyone has a goat, do they?

[ Yes, he knows how ridiculous that sounds. No, he will not laugh. It is not funny. Except really, it is. Especially when it's in the loo as well... ] I think I have a confession to make. Small problem in 2109, nothing to worry about, just a bit of... grass growing out of my floor.

[ He pauses and clears his throat again. ]

And the walls. The dresser, the bed, the wardrobe, oh look at that, even the patch of floor where the TARDIS stood, very good.

[ Sure enough, his room is covered and the grass is about six inches long and all in-- ]

Oh, did I not mention?

It's rainbow coloured. Great swatches of blue, yellow, pink, orange, green of course, purple, oh red over there, thank you!

[ There's a pause as he looks around his room and scratches his head. ]

I might need to employ a gardener.

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No goats so far, Captain Kangaroo, but I did see a sheep in the stables.

We could probably get the horses up there, but I don't think there's any goats, dude.

[He's not even going to question it. It's the castle.]

Sheep, very good, slightly messy eaters and I'd be concerned at what came out of the other end, but not bad and I'd applaud your Australian theme, but if you'll pardon me, CAPTAIN KANGAROO?!

[What's with the names today?]

Oh, they'd make short work of it that's for sure but they might create more chaos than the castle did. For reference sir, I am not a dude or a dandy at least not any more, I'm the Doctor. Next suggestion, quick now.

Well, du - Doc - you might want to just wish for one. A goat. Or no grass, for that matter. Or you could wish it into like, I dunno, edible for humans grass.

[Doc now, it's a step up from dude, and a name he mildly tolerates.]

Yes, wishing, about that... [Is he actually sounding a little sheepish? Well, considering all the animal mentions...]

Can't say I'm fond of wishing for things, that's just asking for a certain kind of trouble. [Said as he's still looking around at wall to wall grass rainbows.]

What do you mean, trouble? Do you like, grow an extra foot or something? Du - Doc, no one ever told me THAT shit. [A bitter sigh.] Of course.

It's the jacket.

[can't be helped, man. call him Hawaii-Five-O if it makes you feel any better]

Should I ...... go get the sheep?

A goat? What's going on? Rainbow colored what?

Oh yeah, I have loads of goats just hanging around. Want one?

(Yeah, she's being sarcastic in case he couldn't tell that already. She raises a brow a little at well, the whole thing.)

I have no idea what the hell is going on there but what the hell kind of a name is the Doctor?

[Good job Ace didn't say the hair... ] What's wrong with my jac- Coat! It's a perfectly good coat, thank you.

Should you bringing sheep in the castle be wise? After that spot of bother with the buffalo?

Edited (nah, you saw no edits here, what, it was always that way /doh) 2013-09-12 20:48 (UTC)

[He will grit his teeth at profanity! One time pass!] Spoken like a man that likes to wish away his days. There's a penalty for too much of that, although growing an extra foot would be news to me.

Hello, Nora. Grass. Rainbow coloured grass. It really would be quite spectacular if it wasn't here. A minor hiccup though!

Don't suppose you have a garden strimmer, do you? Too much to ask?

[Hey, he can dole out as much sarcasm as the next British twenty-something.] Do you know, that would be splendid. When you're ready, miss, thank you!

Oh, I rather think I know what's going on. As for the name, I think it's quite a good one. I don't believe we've spoken before, what's yours, miss?

[Oh ... oh Doctor. Don't take away Tucker's main way of communicating his frustration.] Man, if I could wish away days ... anyways. I figure for that you'd get some huge-ass whammy, so. What happens when you wish, ah, consistently?

[Well, Tucker is an an adult at least, and there are worse words. The Doctor's a gentleman, ok? At least he hasn't had to do the Time Lord shush trick yet...]

...How consistently are we talking, here?

...Uuuuh every ... single ...day? Maybe three to four times a day? Just for like, the kind of food I want? And good tunes? That's not ...bad, right?

[No, he doesn't think it is that bad, but he does raise an eyebrow. Bear with him Tucker...]

Ah. Oh dear. I'm afraid it might be worse than I thought.

Shit.

[Sigh. Of course. You get to a magical castle that gave you awesome food, and there was the fucking catch again. Fuckers.]

...right. What do I get now? Another alien baby? Turned into an AI?

[Aaaand he will just stare at the journal for a moment, because, what?!]

...I was going to say it sounds as though you have a case of indolence and ask if you knew that there is a kitchen downstairs, but now that I'm sufficiently distracted: another alien baby?!

Well, yeah. That's where my sandwiches live.

[and here we pause]

Yeah ...kinda a long story ...

Yeah, totally I'll get to you as soon as I can, man.

[And she rolls her eyes to herself because of course he can't see her. But to be honest he could probably tell that's what she was doing anyway.]

You do? Mind filling me in then? And I think it's more of a title rather than a name but I've heard stranger 'round here that's for sure. No, I don't think we have. Name's Elfie.

Well, you're entitled to an opinion that's for certain, but the title is what I'm known by and all I have I'm afraid.

[Pause. Pause. And then there's a smile in his voice, light with teasing.] Hello, Elfie. What kind of a name is that? As for the grass... A bit of a misunderstanding with the castle, I think.

...Do you make your own sandwiches?

I thought as much but as it so happens, I enjoy long stories. Before that however, I think we should be properly introduced. I'm the Doctor as you've heard, what's your name, good sir?

Of course, everyone is entitled to their own opinion. Doesn't mean the opinion is the right one though. Guess that's what you're trying to hint at Doctor. You can call yourself whatever you want, I guess.

[She can't help but smile slightly at the tease but it disappears almost instantly.] So, the Castle did that? Does it tend to do things like this often?

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