13; at first I feel bad for a while [but then I just smile]

[rude_not_ginger]

[look who it is! It's a Doctor! Where has this Doctor been? You'll never get him to tell you.]

[presently, the Doctor is looking over several pages of parchment written in florescent ink. All of the paper around him glows as if a lightbulb was behind it. If asked, he might even tell you what he's up to!]

Comments

[rude_not_ginger]

[starts a little at the Master's appearance, then promptly turns back to his work]

Not so much.

[rude_not_ginger]

[glaces aside at the mention of Rose for a moment, then back to his work]

I'm no longer interested in rebuilding Castrovalva. There's nothing real there to save.

[tastefulfashion]

[With matters back home still as puzzling as ever, Romana was taking some time to stay on the Plane in order to mull things over. But her curiosity still has the habit of getting the better of her even if she wouldn't admit that when she looked between him and the documents.]

You seem to be rather preoccupied for once.

[rude_not_ginger]

For once?

I always find something to do, Romana.

[tastefulfashion]

[small smile]

There is a difference between being preoccupied as opposed to being easily distracted.

[rude_not_ginger]

[mildly offended]

I'm not easily distracted!

[the lights on the paper glows brighter]

Oh, now, that is interesting.

[everybody_lives]

[and it's River, who looks like she still hasn't completely forgiven him. But there is something else on her face that trumps that. Curiosity]

Just what have you gotten yourself into this time?

[rude_not_ginger]

[raises an eyebrow and glances over at her]

A few experiments in power manipulation. Grab that paper over there for me, would you?

[everybody_lives]

[the curiosity is still there, so she reaches over to hand it to him]

I'm a lot of things Doctor, but I don't remember one of them being your secretary.

[rude_not_ginger]

When did I say you were my secretary? I just asked for your help.

[galeforcehero]

[Oh hey. Dorothy's got an umbrella, as if she's just come in from out of the rain. Her silver shoes happen to be rainboots, today, as well. Anyway, she's fairly fascinated by the papers he's got]

Pretty.

[rude_not_ginger]

[smiles]

Yeah, I suppose they are, a bit. Usually a little brighter, but the power behind them seems to be drained.

[galeforcehero]

How does it work? Don't suppose it runs on solar power or anything.

[rude_not_ginger]

Energized by the writing itself. The energy in the word creates the light.

[coiledheart]

[...weird. You have one very curious gradeschooler peering at your notes, Doctor.]

[rude_not_ginger]

[peers over his glasses]

Hello.

[coiledheart]

[Sorry Doctor, he's a researcher at heart.] What is that? It doesn't look like a projection.

[rude_not_ginger]

It's Norotria Florescent ink. Writes with the energy put behind the words. I'm testing to see the levels of energy output on the Plane versus in my reality.

[offers him a quill] Want to try?