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

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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"I try not to," the Doctor said. "It is a rather egotistical thing to do."

"What do you try to think of?"

"Whatever sort of situation I've gotten myself caught up into, usually, Hmmm?" The Doctor smiled. "Keeping your mind focused keeps you aware and ready."

"Do you go looking to get into situations or do situations often come to you?"

"Oh, I just sort of see where I end up," the Doctor said. "For the most part, I have no control over where I go."

"You don't? Why is that may I ask?"

"My ship, she has a mind of her own. And frankly, I enjoy the mystery too much to try and fix the controls," the Doctor said.

"Is she... Senty-ant?"

"Somewhat, somewhat. Not quite, but yes, I should think so," the Doctor said.

"Do you have any traveling companions?"

"Quite, quite," the Doctor said. "Currently, I'm travelling with a girl named Dodo Chaplet and a man Steven Taylor."

"How'd you meet them?"

"Steven we rescued from the planet Mechanus, where he had crash-landed two years previous," the Doctor said. "As for Dodo, well, she wandered into my TARDIS thinking it was actually a police box."

"Had she been mugged?"

"No no no no no," the Doctor said. "There was some sort of commotion, but nothing that dire."

"I guess at least it was affirmation your camouflage was working." Pippi grinned. "I assume that is why it looks like it does ya?"

"Yes," the Doctor said. "But the camouflage is... stuck."

"Stuck?"

"No matter where the environment it ends up, the TARDIS will look like a police box," the Doctor said. "It's supposed to adjust to its surroundings but... something is broken."

"Is that another thing you decided not to fix or can you not get any parts?"

"I may just not have gotten around to it yet, hmm?" the Doctor said. He was getting a little grumpy.

"You don't strike me as the sort of fella who leaves something he wants to do undone." Pippi looked around the room. "Any of you."

"Then what does that tell you?" the Doctor said. "You have a brain, you can deduce, yes?"

"I think you're kinda like me." Pippi mused. "You like just being you even if it means sticking out like a sore thumb. When all you have to do to shake things up a bit is be just even slightly out of the norm, or to be so radically different from everything else that somehow it sorta fits right in, you probably get a kick out of it."