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.]

Comments

Re: The Eighth

[nine-and-ears.livejournal.com]

"You'll have to tell me your name," the Doctor said.

Re: The Eighth

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"Oh!" Jack reviewed the conversation and started to laugh. "Jack Harkness at your service, Doctor," he said as he held out his hand. "Sorry about that."

Re: The Eighth

[nine-and-ears.livejournal.com]

"Perfectly alright my dear fellow," the Doctor said. "I know what it's like, getting caught up in things."

Re: The Eighth

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"And technically I've already met you, just a different version. The Doctor's the Doctor," he said with a smile. "But since you come before him, you wouldn't remember me. It's good to meet this you."

Re: The Eighth

[nine-and-ears.livejournal.com]

"And I look forward to re-meeting you later," the Doctor said. "And yes, I am me, as we are all he. Confusing, but the truth."

Re: The Eighth

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"Never occurred to me doubt you." Jack stuffed his hands in his pockets and grinned. "Something about the Doctor inspires confidence, doesn't matter which one he is," he said. "I've got a pageant thing after class, but after that there can be coffee. You, ah, might want to stop by the pageant. It could be entertaining."

Re: The Eighth

[nine-and-ears.livejournal.com]

"I plan on it," the Doctor said. "It sounds like it'll be wonderful. Coffee afterwards, that could be wonderful as well."

Re: The Eighth

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Jack smiled very slowly. "I'll do my best, and my best is very good."

Re: The Eighth

[nine-and-ears.livejournal.com]

"I look forward to it," the Doctor said.