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niceassassin June 7 2011, 02:49:13 UTC
Well.

Right now, there was going to be some very confused rubbing of brows and blinking. Also, a discreet tucking away of the knife that had cut the balloons free.

In two minutes, however, Zevran was just going to focus on trying to convince the balloon vendor that he had already paid for the lost balloons by being such an excellent singer and dancer. It wasn't that he minded paying for them properly, really. It was more that he had a feeling attempting to do anything else right now would result in him clutching at his head and flailing in confusion, and that would totally ruin his image.

So he was just going to be difficult and wait for someone that he could hit on to come along. That would make everything better. And for now: "You understand, yes? Ha, I'm not exactly a singer, nor a dancer, but if I were I would not perform for free. So it makes sense. Mmm, what exactly is the point of these 'balloons,' anyway?"

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pamnotpammy June 8 2011, 01:56:31 UTC
[ pam overhears this. and takes out her own wallet. this is less to help out zevran than because she feels really bad for the balloon owner. poor guy, losing all his balloons. ]

How much were they?

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niceassassin June 8 2011, 03:41:15 UTC
[ the balloon vendor looks taken aback by the interruption, but after a moment he replies, "Forty."

Which is Zevran's cue-- ]

Ah, you said sixty! Clever.

[ balloon guy spreads his hands helplessly. He was trying to recoup a profit, here, since Zevran had to be such a nuisance about it. ]

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pamnotpammy June 8 2011, 03:51:40 UTC
Here.

[ And Pam shoves two twenties and a ten into his hand then...tugs Zevran away. Don't worry, she's had training for this. It's like dealing with Micheal only...not.

Poor bewildered balloon man. ]

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niceassassin June 8 2011, 04:12:41 UTC
And now, spurred on by desire born of my amazing performing talents, you ravish me?

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pamnotpammy June 8 2011, 04:37:09 UTC
[ lksajgdlkjga ]

What? No!

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niceassassin June 8 2011, 04:44:26 UTC
Oh. How very disappointing.

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pamnotpammy June 8 2011, 05:59:28 UTC
Why would you think that's...that's not what I meant at all.

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daft_old_man June 8 2011, 02:30:46 UTC
This was shaping up to be quite a day and that was before he had spontaneously jumped into song and dance. The Doctor popped out his sonic and scanned the slightly dazed group of revelers, read the scan, and snapped the sonic closed with a grin. Sometimes this place still managed to surprise him!

Up a head he spied a familiar person and bounced a bit over to the man. Tilting his hat at the balloon vendor the Doctor handed over what he hoped was Earth money and smiled. "There we are, no trouble at all. You'll have to excuse my friend here, he has a terrible phobia of floaty things."

The vendor gave them both the oddest of looks. "Mother was stolen by a flying house that landed on his aunt who was in a hot air balloon. Terrible tragedy all around. Come along Zevran, the evil balloons won't bother you any more." He made to take the assassin's arm with a gentle touch and twinkle in his eye.

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niceassassin June 8 2011, 03:46:41 UTC
And Zevran was sufficiently baffled by the Doctor as to let him do just that. He eyed the man sidelong as they departed, trying to figure out if he was still affected by...whatever that spell had been. But no, he was pretty sure this was just the Doctor being the Doctor--he didn't know him well enough to say for sure, but he had an inkling.

Only when they were well away from the former site of the balloons did he conversationally chime in, "And now you take your horrible revenge? It will be very creative, yes? I would be disappointed otherwise."

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daft_old_man June 8 2011, 03:54:49 UTC
"Revenge?" He offered Zevran a truly confused look before releasing his arm and settling on a nearby bench. "I don't do revenge, besides, you're Jack's...elf and I wouldn't do that to Jack." For a moment his face is sad and his eyes are old. His friend will face such pain in his future and there was nothing the Doctor could do to stop it.

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niceassassin June 8 2011, 04:16:07 UTC
Zevran sat down on the bench as well--not too close to the Doctor, fortunately--and gave him a puzzled look. "I thought you didn't like me--" He paused. "I am Jack's, now? This is news to me..." And there he trailed off, frowning. He didn't like what he saw in the Doctor's face, there.

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daft_old_man June 8 2011, 08:15:34 UTC
He waves his hand about and suddenly that face is gone and he's all smiles and crazy again. "Jack's Elf. Not so much property, but you're the closest thing he has in this dimension to something solid to hold onto."

The sonic makes and appearance and the Doctor scans Zevran with a grin. "We've never officially met. I'm the Doctor."

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niceassassin June 8 2011, 08:28:39 UTC
Zevran isn't buying that. He knows perfectly well how people can hide behind smiles and crazy. But he's also not going to try to stop the Doctor. Hey, he hides behind sex, he can't judge other people for what masks they wear to get by--or how real those masks are. Besides...he kind of likes what the Doctor is saying. The thought of him being something for someone else to hold onto? It's a nice one. He likes the idea, selfishly.

And then he's blinking at the thing that is definitely not just an average screwdriver, then back up at the man brandishing it. "Oh. Doctor who?"

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daft_old_man June 8 2011, 08:52:06 UTC
"Just the Doctor." The sonic is read with a grin and "hmhm" before being put back in the never ending pocket. "Sort of came by the name I think. Or maybe the name came by me? Either way I've grown rather attached to it."

His long legs stretch and he leans back the perfect picture of a man enjoying the day. "And you Zevran, tell me a bit about yourself." What this is is the Doctor playing concerned parent and making sure this elf really is good for Jack.

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niceassassin June 8 2011, 18:32:40 UTC
Zevran leans forward, attempting to see what the Doctor is getting off that strange device--but to no avail. He wouldn't have been able to tell anything even if the Doctor hadn't put it away.

And now the Doctor is asking him about himself. What is he supposed to say? He's positive that there's no good response to this. So he opts for a bad one. "That thing you were just waving at me. With the light. Must you keep that to yourself? It looks like it has more enjoyable uses."

This is a good way to get the Doctor to stop questioning him, right? He has the best judgment.

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