Quantum Physics 123: Wednesday 2 November

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

[The Doctor looks tired today. He drops his books on the desk, hard, then stands in front of the classroom.]

Today we're going to continue our discussion from Monday on paradox. [As he speaks, he moves back to the whiteboard, where he writes PARADOX in big black letters. Then he pulls out his desk chair in order to sit down.] We had some good questions the other day, so [he sits down] please keep this u--


((OOC: Further play is in comments. A guide to the behaviour of Gremlin!Ten is here.))

((EDIT: The Doctor's now at large somewhere in Fandom High. No new threads, please.))

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[fh-anonymous.livejournal.com]

As The Doctor sits down, an angry growl is heard. There is a banging noise under the desk as something objects to the intrusion of The Doctor's legs. He feels a bite on his shin.

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

OW. What the HELL? [He jerks back in his seat and examines his leg.] Jesus CHRIST.

[fh-anonymous.livejournal.com]

A gremlin jumps out from underneath the desk. It leaps from the floor to the desktop and hisses at The Doctor.

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

[The Doctor considers the gremlin for about two seconds, then, in one swift move, gets out of his chair and bashes the gremlin with it. Hard. Multiple times.]

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam arrives in class just in time to see The Doctor beating the hell out of the gremlin. She studies his form with the chair and can't help thinking they need to get a gremlin baseball team together. He'd make a good faculty advisor--especially if they used cricket bats.

"Sir! Are you alright?"

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

Well, if it isn't the lovely Ms Carter... [His mouth quirks in a half smirk.] Coming to my rescue?

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"It depends, sir. Do you need rescuing? Because it seems to me like you did okay on your own."

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

[He raises his eyebrows at her and snorts.] Why would I need rescuing from a teenage girl? Do you understand who I AM?

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

*blinks*

What just happened?

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

[The Doctor comes over and puts his hands on top of her desk. He leans over, in her personal space.] That was a gremlin, Ms Cally. Haven't you ever heard of gremlins?

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Yes, sir... I just hadn't seen them yet, at all, sir. *gulps* Am I in trouble, sir?

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

Not at all, my sweet, innocent Cally. [He moves closer.] You need to stop playing such games, pretending you're stupid, pretending you're naive.

We all know better.

[soniabelmont.livejournal.com]

Sonia is just about to take her seat when she sees the Doctor jump up and bash something small that has just scurried out from under his desk. She just stares at the (now flat and rather sticky) thing on the floor.

...Ce dracu!? Are...are you alright, Doctor?

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

Of course, Ms Belmont. I am peachy bloody keen.

[soniabelmont.livejournal.com]

Sonia raises an eyebrow- she knew her comment probably ranked high on the list of "Stupidest Questions Asked," but there was a particularly nasty look in the professor's eye. She moves back a step, not quite sure how (and just a little scared) to respond.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John slides into class and notices the different air about the class immediately.

"Uh, am I in the right class? Quantum Physics, right?"

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

[The Doctor wheels and focuses his gaze on John.] Mr Crichton. [spits the words out]You're late.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Traffic," he automatically says but regrets it instantly. "Uh, sorry?"

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

[He jumps up on top of the desk, feet landing with a squelch in the remains of the gremlin.] Class, Ms Carter wants to know who I think I am. She wants to know why I teach what I teach. Well...

I am the Oncoming Storm. I am the last of the Time Lords. And I am the destroyer of worlds, in order to keep YOUR arses, human or no, from being exterminated like cockroaches. So you'd best LISTEN CLOSELY in this class, because you never know when you might just be stamped.out. [He grinds the toe of one Chuck Taylor into a gremlin organ.]

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

*rubs her forehead*

Sir... I think you might want to think about going to the clinic. Honest.

[soniabelmont.livejournal.com]

Sonia takes a firm step towards the Doctor's desk, and inwardly curses her Belmont instincts. She knows she's going to regret this.

"Yes, sir...that might be a very good idea."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam doesn't take her eyes off the professor, but tries to motion Cally out the door towards help.

"Do you know Linnea? You guys could form a club. And what's your agenda now, sir?"

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

[He jumps down off the desk. Even though the soles of his shoes are slippery, he doesn't slip. Carefully, like a predator, he walks towards her. When he reaches her, he pauses.] I think, my lovely Ms Carter... [He moves on towards the door.] that I am going to go find someone at least as delicious and as mentally stimulating as you yourself.

[He turns in the door frame and looks directly into her eyes.] She calls herself my girlfriend.

[And then he's gone.]

[bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com]

(OOC: Can we assume that Hank was there but just observing all this? I just got home from work and this was the first that I *could* comment.)

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

((Sure, no worries.))