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.]

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

*Jack jumps up* What the hell is that?

[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]

[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.]

[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?

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

*blinks*

What just happened?

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

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

[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?

[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]

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?

[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?

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

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

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

((Yes, the Doctor's forgotten about how many times a teenage girl has saved his arse.))

[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?

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"An alien time lord with paradox issues?" Sam eyes him warily and takes a step back. "Why don't you tell me, sir, just so I'm crystal clear on the concept?"

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

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

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

You want to know. who I am. [He laughs.] Ms Carter, don't you understand that could take weeks? Years?

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

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

[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]

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.

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

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

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

She plants her feet and wishes for some backup. And a zat. And a license to exterminate gremlins. "I'm young. I've got time."