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[nothatsrecent.livejournal.com]

[ Oh, the Doctor didn't waste any time once he was settled in.He'd have to explore every inch of this place, and if he didn't achieve all of that today, well, he'd skip some classes. (Except not.) He still couldn't believe that he had to take some classes--did they still lecture? It'd been ages since he'd been in a classroom. In a real, proper classroom, as a student. What was it, ohh... 800 years? About. Yes, about. The last time he had been in a classroom as a teacher, that'd been... with Rose, as his tenth incarnation. Amazing, that was, how time flies. The Doctor walked around the Garden, looking at the faces of students as they passed by.

Yes, yes, he already looked like a professor. He was well aware.

Oh--and he'd have to resort to calling himself John Smith again. Oh, that was annoying. John Smith, John Smith, John Smith--sometimes, he wondered, if he should pick another ambiguous name. Dr. John Smith, maybe he could trade it in. ]

Nooo, what if I forget? That wouldn't do.

[ he muttered to himself, before quickening his steps, hands shoved into his tweed jacket. ]

Well, best to learn the territory before I make any rash decisions--wait. [ was choosing to be a teacher a rash decision? ... probably. ] Probably... too late. Maybe.

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[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

The Special Zone.

And the world... planet Meridian. One of a lot in the Special Zone. People get granted weird "powers" - mostly useless, but not always. Fight between good and evil goes on daily.

That about sums Meridian up. It's mostly trivial, but my team tends to get caught up in the "big stuff." You know - dimension crossing robot armies, fixing another world's broken timeline, superpowered creatures that can blow things up with a thought, multiple end-of-the-world scenarios.

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In contrast, all the politics and military stuff we've got here is kinda dull.

[nothatsrecent.livejournal.com]

[ and normal for him as well, so he just nods, understandably. ]

That sounds like a big, big world. It's no wonder you have to keep it in check, not like here.

[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

Too right. This place has its problems, but until I'm in actual danger I don't think I'm gonna be too happy. I just hope whatever I learn here comes in useful when I go back.

[nothatsrecent.livejournal.com]

Everything's a lesson.

Well, at least, most things are.

[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

So they say. Doesn't mean the lessons will be useful. What am I gonna do with GF stuff back home, anyway?

/account change desu

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

I have no clue. Honestly, it won't help me much either, but oh well. Good adventure, either way.

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[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

I don't think so. I'm used to going wherever I want, not being stuck on a hovering whatever-it-is. Maybe when I convince them I can fly the thing, I can make it go elsewhere.

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Didn't think I'd be here so long, though. I would have thought Omni would have come after me by now. It's not even as though it's just me.

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

Omni?

[ he repeats, interested. ]

[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

Big blue screen thing.

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Time and dimensional travel thing... I don't think they have that kind of thing here, which sucks, but there's a lot of things missing here.

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

[ he pauses, staring at him blankly. big, blue, time and dimensional travel thing. ... well, doesn't that sound familiar. ]

It's a screen.

[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

More of a he actually, but yeah. Not sure what he's made of, but it looks like a flat surface even though he can contain stuff.

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

... odd. How--time travel, you said?

[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

Yeah.

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It's actually possible in some realities. We don't usually mess with history, though.

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

Usually.

[ oh, god, usually? is it in the way he messes with history, or the bad way? ]

[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

Usually. Generally something else needs to have screwed it up first, before we'll touch it. Like the Metallix.

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Giant robot army I mentioned before. Near indestructible, super-strong, super-fast, only interested in destroying everything that isn't one of them. Used time travel to remove their "one flaw" then took over a planet and killed everyone.

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

[ oh, that sounds like the Daleks. you'll have to excuse 'John', he's a bit lost in his own thoughts right now. ]

[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

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Don't tell me I lost you already... hey! Wake up!

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

--oi! Not asleep, no need for that.

[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

Don't space out, then!

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You know, if you're supposed to be from somewhere boring, you could at least use the word "wow" and say something like "all we get my side of reality is a talking doorknob"!

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

All we get on my side of reality is a talking doorknob.

[ it's said flatly, as he scratches the back of his head. ]

There.

[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

Well, good for you, then. So much for cultural exchange or whatever it's called.

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So what are you doing here, anyway? You don't look much like a cadet - not that anyone else does. You've not been shoved into the shelter, have you?

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

Well, waking up, eating chips, watching telly--can't really compare to what you said! Rather boring, mediocre, but that's fine.

[ he breathes in as he asks, brushing his bangs out of his face. ]

Set up to be a teacher after a few months.

[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

Liar. You weren't the least bit weirded out.

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Teaching what?

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

I'm more shocked, really. Hasn't quite sunk in, yet.

Chemistry and Philosophy.

[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

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Riiight. Well, if you want to look normal in a school full of weirdos, that's your business.

I guess it'll be a while before you actually get to teaching, though. I might have qualified by then, assuming I haven't gone home already.