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]

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.

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

I... I don't know what you mean. *bites her lip*

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

[He looks disgusted, and speaks so everyone can hear.] As if the whole bleeding school doesn't know about your dalliances with Anders, your war with Adama and Thrace. You're trained in the arts of manipulation. You feign your virtue and wear the mask like a blanket.

Well. You haven't fooled me.

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Sir?

...what does dalliances mean?

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

Oh, do your little act, Cally, luv, you have no idea how easy it is to read. [He looks disgusted, and speaks the next through his teeth.] guess.from.context.

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

You mean our relationship? I mean, we're really close and stuff... is that what dalliances means, sir?

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

Why don't you go aks Mr Crichton (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhigh/308895.html?thread=15111583#t15111583) what it means, oh purest, darling Cally. [His cheek is almost against hers.] Ask him if he was dallying with Mr Adama on his way here.

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Sir... I really, really think you're kinda... close here. Like... scary close. Really scary bad close.

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

[He snorts.] Didn't you think I'd notice that you've been trying to get my attention for a good three weeks now?

You have it.

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Attention, sir? *bites her lip*

Oh. OH. Not in that way sir, honest. Never. No.

...you've noticed? frak.

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

You don't travel for nine hundred years without becoming observant, lovely Cally. And your face is like an open book.

What would dear Mr Anders say?

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

What, sir, It's totally nothing like that. I swear. You're too old, and you're now really scary, and it's nothing, honest. Can you step back a little, please? *tears up a little*

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

[He sneers at her, but does back up.] Your homework for the day, Ms Cally? To learn how to better hide your emotions. And to stop pretending you're a fool when you aren't. Is that clear?

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Yes sir. I am not a fool, and I shouldn't pretend, but I should hide. Oh frak, would I like to be hiding right now. Got it.