all around different faces I see

[fear_alchemist]

Stolen, once again, from Nina.

Here is a list of my characters. Throw someone at them! Throw someone they know, throw someone they don't know! Throw someone ho you think will be damn funny to see them interact with

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[isitthesmile]

*and there's a not-yet-Prime-Minister Master. At an outdoor cafe in London. Enjoying some chips.*

[omg_scarf]

*scuffles up to the table*

So sorry to interrupt, but I am trying desperately to avoid someone and you just happen to be the lucky fellow sitting nearby. So if you wouldn't mind my intrusion for one moment- oh! Would you like a jelly baby?

*procures a bag of them. wide, wide grin and wide eyes.*

[isitthesmile]

*smiles, so very charming, and inwardly glees a little -- thank you, Archangel!*

Absolutely. *takes one!* And it's not a problem at all. Please, have a seat. Do you mind if I ask who you're avoiding?

[omg_scarf]

*eyes him curiously* Have you had jelly babies before? If so, then you are quite the educated man!

*settles into a seat, almost cautiously. Never looks away from the fellow.*

Ah, just a few friends and the like. Yes, we'll say that. A friendly game of hide and never be found, is all.

[isitthesmile]

Oh, I try to leave as little as possible unexperienced.

*headtilts* That doesn't sound very friendly at all. None of my business, I'm sure, though.

[omg_scarf]

A good outlook. Optimistic. I was never much of an optimist.

*grins* Oh no, not yours at all.

*inspects him a little more closely, leaning over the table* Have we met before?

[isitthesmile]

Nothing wrong with a little optimism now and then.

*picture of innocence* I don't believe so, no. I'm afraid I meet an awful lot of people at once sometimes, though, so perhaps I'm forgetting? *offers a hand* Harold Saxon.

[omg_scarf]

Ah, yes. It can be useful on occasion.

*suspicious glare... or maybe that's just how his eyes are naturally* Not to worry. I have met my fair share of people over time.

*shakes hand* The Doctor. Do tell me, what year is it?

[isitthesmile]

Two thousand and seven. For another month. *eyebrow raise* Do you lose track of the year often?