Constant Vigilance 2, Session 13. Friday the 7th, A Classroom. Period 4

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The Doctor was waiting in the classroom. Along with the Doctor, the Doctor, the Doctor, the Doctor, the Doctor, the Doctor, the Doctor, and the Doctor.

The one the students are familiar with was sitting in his chair behind the desk.


The eldest looking one was sitting to the right of the Doctor with the ears, fiddling with his cane. He harrumphed a little. His hair was white, his outfit simple and in dark colors.

Not far off was the Doctor with the mop of hair in a Beatles-like haircut, with a black frock coat over a light blue shirt. He wore a bow tie and plaid trousers. He had a recorder in his hands, but he wasn't playing it.

Another Doctor was going over some figures, writing on the chalkboard with a small piece of chalk. He was wearing a bright red velvet jacket over a frilly silk shirt. And a cape. He was, in fact, also wearing a cape. His hair was silver colored, and rather well kept.

Standing close by was a Doctor wearing a brown felt hat and coat, with an improbably long multicolored scarf. Under his hat was an equally improbably mop of brown curly hair. He was playing with a yo-yo, bringing it up and down.

The youngest looking one was dressed in a sort of cricket outfit, with a bit of celery pinned to his lapel. He was blonde, and rather cheerful looking.

The outfit on the blonde curly haired Doctor was a bit of an eyesore. A multicolored coat that clashed with itself, not to mention the horrible shoes. He had his arms crossed and was leaning against a wall.

Another Doctor was fiddling with his black umbrella, which had a prominent red question mark for a handle. He was sitting on the floor, for some reason.

The last Doctor was in a green frock coat, not unlike one from a Wild Bill Hickock costume. He had a silk cravat, but for some reason was wearing no socks. He seemed rather gleeful, in fact.

The Doctor, the one with the ears, stood up after the bell rang.

"Today, you'll be asking me questions. Any of me. I'd like to introduce you to the Doctor, the Doctor, the Doctor, the Doctor, the Doctor, the Doctor, the Doctor, and the Doctor."

[ooc: EDIT: OCD is Up! Come! Play! And if I appear to be slow to ping at some point, it is because my brain has melted out of my ears.]

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[nine-and-ears.livejournal.com]

Collapsey.

Like a flan in a cupboard.

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[stykera]

Stark

Discuss Amongst Yourselves

[nine-and-ears.livejournal.com]

Nine Doctors! B'zuh?!

Re: Discuss Amongst Yourselves

[stykera]

Stark was just going to sit here and stare a bit. And maybe look confused.

Re: Discuss Amongst Yourselves

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi was having trouble deciding who to talk to first.

Should she talk to the Doctor? Or the Doctor?

Oh! Or maybe the Doctor!

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[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Jack's grin got wider as he looked back and forth between the nine Doctors. Nine. Out of all the things he was thinking, wondering if they could touch each other was foremost in his mind.

It presented such interesting possibilities if they could.

Re: Discuss Amongst Yourselves

[sensethevisions]

This may have been a bit too much for Phoebe's brain to process right now.

9 doctors?

Re: Discuss Amongst Yourselves

[proudsidekick.livejournal.com]

Layla was totally throwing politeness out the window, and was just staring at all nine of them.

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[enginegirl.livejournal.com]

Kaylee blinked in confusion and stared at all the Doctors.

Re: Discuss Amongst Yourselves

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

Given his recent brush with alien life, Krycek was a little more cautious than usual. Maybe he'd just observe, quietly.

Talk to the Doctor...

[nine-and-ears.livejournal.com]

Pick a Doctor, Any Doctor....

The First

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The Original, You Might Say.

The Second

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The Clown.

The Third

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The Dandy.

The Fourth

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The Bohemian.

The Fifth

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The Heart-throb.

The Sixth

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The Braggart.

The Seventh

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The Professor and Mary Anne...

The Eighth

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The Snogger.

The Ninth

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The Survivor.

After Class

[nine-and-ears.livejournal.com]

Blinovitch? Pfft. Whatever.

OOC.

[nine-and-ears.livejournal.com]

Oh boy. And this isn't even me talking to myself, yet.

Re: OOC.

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

Look, all I'm saying is I better not have to come home tomorrow and find a brain-mop. :D

Re: OOC.

[notajar]

YOU ARE SO CRAZY. IN THE BEST WAY.

Re: OOC.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

YOU ARE INSANE.

*stares but reads gleefully*