12th Life - We took a bongo from the scene [Holo]
[So. Guys, guess who's been missing from Coruscant since the draft started? Yeah, it's probably not hard to guess...which might just possibly have had some play in why he wasn't drafted. Rose, on the other hand, is a completely different story. And what kind of a friend lets a friend draft dodge on their own? A crappy one.
Anyway, safely hidden away on a planet from which the broadcast is well encoded and his holo form shows no surroundings, a wild Doctor reappears with a smile and a wave!]
Merry Christmas! No--wait. [He frowns a moment.] Missed that, sorry. [Another smile!] Happy New Year! Well...still New Years Eve for a few hours for some, but close enough. New Year over here, anyway. Depending on the year we're tracking. Which...might be different for every Earth across all of our universes, and might be even more different for the other planes...[He trails off after a moment and blinks, staring blankly ahead a few times, as if he's just caught himself rambling.] Sorry. I suppose I've missed another civil uprising or three since I've been away. Still am away, actually, for the record. And still going to be. Never took orders well, me. 'Course, I suppose my record reflected that, which would explain the 'not drafting' bit. Still, I couldn't let my friend go into a life of hiding and stay safe and lazy in the apartment on my own, could I? No, that'd make me a terrible friend. And occasionally just as important, it'd be boring.
[He grins and sticks his hands in his robe-pockets, clearly rocking on his heels.] So then! What've I missed? Is Coruscant as exciting and self-destructive as ever?
[OOC: If anyone cares to attempt to track the signal to its source, it'll apparently originate from everywhere.]
Anyway, safely hidden away on a planet from which the broadcast is well encoded and his holo form shows no surroundings, a wild Doctor reappears with a smile and a wave!]
Merry Christmas! No--wait. [He frowns a moment.] Missed that, sorry. [Another smile!] Happy New Year! Well...still New Years Eve for a few hours for some, but close enough. New Year over here, anyway. Depending on the year we're tracking. Which...might be different for every Earth across all of our universes, and might be even more different for the other planes...[He trails off after a moment and blinks, staring blankly ahead a few times, as if he's just caught himself rambling.] Sorry. I suppose I've missed another civil uprising or three since I've been away. Still am away, actually, for the record. And still going to be. Never took orders well, me. 'Course, I suppose my record reflected that, which would explain the 'not drafting' bit. Still, I couldn't let my friend go into a life of hiding and stay safe and lazy in the apartment on my own, could I? No, that'd make me a terrible friend. And occasionally just as important, it'd be boring.
[He grins and sticks his hands in his robe-pockets, clearly rocking on his heels.] So then! What've I missed? Is Coruscant as exciting and self-destructive as ever?
[OOC: If anyone cares to attempt to track the signal to its source, it'll apparently originate from everywhere.]