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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[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

[The gremlin is now a gooey mess on the desk. And the chair. And the Doctor, somewhat, from the spatter. He drops the chair to the floor with a clatter.] That, my dear Jack, was a gremlin.

[Something is wrong. The Doctor can't tell what it is...and it doesn't really matter, does it.]

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

*Jack looks at him* Definitely was. Also? Ew.

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

How astute of you. You definitely had a stronger stomach when you were older. [long look] But I suppose not much can be expected now, can it?

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

*Jack is baffled. The sense hasn't sunk in yet.* Huh?

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

You, my dear, dear Jack, are not the man you used to be. Disturbed by the innards of a bloody gremlin? That would be something for you to whet.your.teeth.on. [He's scowling now, face very close to Jack's.] But you can't handle that now, just like you can't handle the truth.

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

*seriously creeped out* What the hell are you talking about? *but, the boy is an opportunist, and sees a chance to get info* What truth?

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

The truth about who you are, Jack. [The name is hissed through his teeth.] I loved you once, and now your gaze moves past me like liquid over ice. Don't you think that stings? Don't you think that both of us deserve better?

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

*Jack hunches uncomfortably* I don't know you. Not the way that the other me did. Besides, you're not the one that kicks my ass when I'm being an idiot and tells me I'm a good person. CJ does that, not you.

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

Oh, come come, Jack. I'm well aware of that. But it used to be my role...and now I'm quite upset. Not with you, but with the bitter fickle way of time herself. [His eyes are dark.] And whatever bastards decided this would be funny.