Open Classroom: Quantum Physics

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

[Against his better judgement, the Doctor decides to hold open classroom hours all Saturday morning ((FST)). He's never done parent-teacher conferences before--at least not on this side of the table. That and the fact that there's another version of him running about makes him appear slightly on edge. He's trying to read, but can't seem to get past one page.

The sense of something being wrong is running very, very high this morning.

His door is open. And there is food and coffee and tea for those who visit, provided he doesn't compulsively eat it all.]


((Assume that if the door is closed, the discussion is NFB. However, anyone can see who enters and exits the room. This scene will be played until 3 PM EST, at which point things go to slowplay. The mun's trying to start shooting on a film project...god knows what will happen.))

Comments

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

As low as what you pulled yesterday evening, isn't it?

[as if he's been hit in the face] You don't understand. You can't understand. And maybe I bloody screwed up. But you would do the same thing.

[nine-and-ears.livejournal.com]

...Yeah, I know I would. That's how I know you wanted to tell him, see?

*takes a deep breath and sighs, then narrows his eyes*

What d'you mean, "As low as what I pulled yesterday"?

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

Oh, come on. You think I don't talk to my own girlfriend?

[nine-and-ears.livejournal.com]

Come on what? I'd like to know what exactly is being accused to being low, here. I'm sure you and Miss Cregg are very intimate, but that doesn't mean I can interpret what exactly she's said I've done, now, does it?

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

[snorts] 'Gallifrey does have a grave. In my hearts.' Come ON, Doctor, that's not very kosher, now, even if it is the truth. Emotional manipulation, at the very least.

[nine-and-ears.livejournal.com]

You want to tell me what I was supposed to do? I was hoping I could get her to sympathize. She seemed all hot to be up my nostrils about everything, so I tried to settle her down a bit. Emotional manipulation, maybe, but it wasn't like I was trying to hurt her. I was just trying to connect, me. *starts twiddling his thumbs, frustratedly*

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

[His eyebrows go up, and he almost smiles.] When CJ doesn't like someone, she decides almost immediately. And from that point on, she can be...interesting.

I can't believe you hit on her. Well, wait, maybe I can.

[nine-and-ears.livejournal.com]

She thinks I was hitting on her? *and now his eyebrows go up*

She wants to interpret my compliments as anything beyond flattery, that's her own lookout. Me, I was just being polite and corteous. Wanted to make sure she knew I was as friendly as you.

*pause*

Gosh, she really thought I was hitting on her?

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

Oh, I'm certain you had only the best of intentions. [rolls his eyes] 'As friendly as me.' Right.

[nine-and-ears.livejournal.com]

Right, well, now that we're back to just being cheeky to each other, I'm gonna nip out and track down Beka Valentine. Promised to be her guardian, and I might as well meet the girl.

*stands up, walks away, and then turns in the doorframe after having opened the door*

You know I'm not here to mess things up for you, right?

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

[rubs his forehead] Oh, dear god, Beka. God help us all.

[He pauses for a moment and then looks up.] I know you don't mean to. But you know the cliché about the road to hell as well as I do.

[nine-and-ears.livejournal.com]

I do, in fact. *nods*

Well, I'm sure I'll be seeing you later. *wiggles his fingers in a wave, and walks out the door.