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Star of #Vα΄ssα΄Κ. Fourteenth Doctor. DW RP. Will contain spoilers. Stay-at-home Time Lord. Brother. Father. Uncle. In therapy, definitely. Living life one day at a time.
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( ooc: I brought back my Doctor's kiddo, @ANCOTASlDRUNN, feel free to follow him! I'll be hopping on him on and off over the day.
"What? No! We didn't-- we ( don't )."
He huffs a little, crossing his arms to fake offence. He didn't like that accusation, because he wasn't vain. Was he? No, surely not--
"We're not vain."
"Oi! We love this face!"
And, of course, this face had a few unfinished problems that still needed to be resolved. But-- he's not sharing that little tidbit with his former self. It was better not to, of course, to avoid spoilers. (Urgh, he's starting to sound like +
"Oh, a lot taken. But that's okay, you'll end up loving this."
He hums. Oh, he should have enjoyed watching the cogs turn in his head more often. That was enjoyable.
Well-- I could come back on that. It was only light mockery, after all. Not divorce-worthy, at all ...
The Doctor just stands there, grinning, waiting for the other to come to the conclusion that he already knows is true.
"Yes, it is. It absolutely is."
"Yes, I am. And you'll just have to take a bit of a closer look to see who you're talking to, mate."
He seems unaffected by that glaring, at least.



