Testing
I posted this to the Second Doctor "reply" under Redrose. Here it is under my RPG Account. I want to see if it shows on the RPG LJ. I'll post My next response to Doc 2 VIA this account.
Now to the response...
The Doctor sat on the time rotor, reading through his 500 year diary as it moved slowly up and down. So engrossed in what he had discovered, he did not even notice when it stopped moving. He moved his stovepipe hat a fraction to scratch his forehead, muttering softly to himself.
"Always meant to go back, see how you are, Susan," he murmured. "But I'm sure you understand. I still don't know how to run this Tardis, and you know how I am with the Tardis Manual. I just don't have the time."
Behind the Doctor, the door to the interior of the TARDIS opened and three young peopled enter. A tall blond woman dressed in a white tank mini dress and tall white boots followed by two fellows.
“Now, I wouldn’t worry about it, Jamie, you look just dashing, and it’s better than those dreadful old clothes you’ve been wearing.” Polly said, glancing over to the young highlander beside her.
The teenager blinked, looking down at himself awkwardly. He was dressed in a kilt and a red turtleneck sweater. He pulled at the clothes suspiciously. “Aye I suppose so, boot, I’ll miss me tartan.”
“Oi, yer bloody well smelled naff, mate!” Ben Jackson announced, slapping the lad on the back, with a broad grin. “It’s about time yer ‘ave yourself a bath!”
Jamie snorted, stamping his feet and studying his two friends. “Well I still say bath’s are for the fish and I’m no fish in a pond.”
Polly giggled. “Fish indeed!” She turned to face the Doctor. Well Doctor, we’ve got him all cleaned up ready for action. Have we arrive yet?” She paused studying his face. "You look rather forlorn? Something on your mind?"
Ben smirked. “Probably still try’n to get this ship to get us back to 1966, he is! She still give’n you trouble govner? Someday yer’ll find a way to steerin’ this thing!”
Note: Ben is equip with a Swiss army knife, and Jamie carries a sock knife and dirk(his dirk under his sweater shoved in the belt of his kilt, and the knife in his tall wool socks). Polly carries a nail file and clippers and nail polish as well as nail polish remover in her purse.) I did not note how Ben was dressed, but just in case he is wearing jeans, with a white and blue stripped navel style half sleeved shirt.
Now to the response...
The Doctor sat on the time rotor, reading through his 500 year diary as it moved slowly up and down. So engrossed in what he had discovered, he did not even notice when it stopped moving. He moved his stovepipe hat a fraction to scratch his forehead, muttering softly to himself.
"Always meant to go back, see how you are, Susan," he murmured. "But I'm sure you understand. I still don't know how to run this Tardis, and you know how I am with the Tardis Manual. I just don't have the time."
Behind the Doctor, the door to the interior of the TARDIS opened and three young peopled enter. A tall blond woman dressed in a white tank mini dress and tall white boots followed by two fellows.
“Now, I wouldn’t worry about it, Jamie, you look just dashing, and it’s better than those dreadful old clothes you’ve been wearing.” Polly said, glancing over to the young highlander beside her.
The teenager blinked, looking down at himself awkwardly. He was dressed in a kilt and a red turtleneck sweater. He pulled at the clothes suspiciously. “Aye I suppose so, boot, I’ll miss me tartan.”
“Oi, yer bloody well smelled naff, mate!” Ben Jackson announced, slapping the lad on the back, with a broad grin. “It’s about time yer ‘ave yourself a bath!”
Jamie snorted, stamping his feet and studying his two friends. “Well I still say bath’s are for the fish and I’m no fish in a pond.”
Polly giggled. “Fish indeed!” She turned to face the Doctor. Well Doctor, we’ve got him all cleaned up ready for action. Have we arrive yet?” She paused studying his face. "You look rather forlorn? Something on your mind?"
Ben smirked. “Probably still try’n to get this ship to get us back to 1966, he is! She still give’n you trouble govner? Someday yer’ll find a way to steerin’ this thing!”
Note: Ben is equip with a Swiss army knife, and Jamie carries a sock knife and dirk(his dirk under his sweater shoved in the belt of his kilt, and the knife in his tall wool socks). Polly carries a nail file and clippers and nail polish as well as nail polish remover in her purse.) I did not note how Ben was dressed, but just in case he is wearing jeans, with a white and blue stripped navel style half sleeved shirt.