Library: the Gathering. ((Sorry.))

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

[The Doctor walks to the middle of the room and sticks the sword up in the air. High.]
EVERYONE BE QUIET.

It's time to focus and regroup. Anyone who can't shoot or swing, get back. High powered guns in the front, then smaller ones, edged weapons third. And no, I'm not saying this to get out of the way.

Find cover for yourself. Shoot for the head.

[looks around at the books, winces slightly]
Oh, and no firethrowers unless it's absolutely necessary.

and I'm still not Scottish, dammit, but I really want a kilt

((OOC: [turns off email commenting] Game on.))

Comments

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

*eyebrows shoot up, but he doesn't comment on the Doctor apparently recognizing him as an Immortal. No time to check for a tattoo, but if they both survive this, time for a talk*

Right,

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

((FYI, this isn't against canon. Sometimes the Doctor just KNOWS things about people. Especially when emotionally fubared. Hee.))

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

[[Oh, no problem. I'm more than happy to have someone know, it's just Methos is going to be all, WTF??]]