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Who: The Doctor and Charles
What: Danger-prone people need a little more warning than the average Joe
Where: 1338 Benny Road
When: September 4th
Warnings: N/A

[Hey Doctor you know what you're missing in your life? More people paying eerily close attention to you!!

Like this pint-sized bat demon who is currently perched outside of whichever window happens to be nearest the master bedroom (on the second floor, yep...), knocking on it impatiently and loudly. He could have gone for the door, sure, but he didn't want to run the risk of encountering any drones or sentient people the Doctor might be living with.

...Except his knocking is just about as loud as it would be if it were the front door and he's failed to take into account the fact that the Doctor probably doesn't sleep in a bed like a normal person, whoops.]

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[Tossing the window open and giving him a look]

Really?

[swinging himself inside without asking like the polite guest he is]

Really what? I can't stop by for a visit?

Really you're pounding away at my window and expecting me to come and let you in?

Please, like you haven't had visits start in stranger places before.

A window's not strange, just irritating.

[Okay, he's clearly just being grumpy for the sake of it.]

[he's starting to pick up on that, which only means relentless teasing is on the way...]

I'll try to keep your preferences in mind next time so your blood pressure doesn't spike again. Does that sound all right? [but he's not going to wait for an answer before inviting himself further into the house] You're not busy right now, are you?

Amy and Rory just left so I suppose I have some time to spare for you.

[The house is a gross mess! Enjoy it Charles.]

Good, because you would have to cancel your plans if you had any. [yep his nose is wrinkling more the longer he looks around until he finally stops and stands there with his hands on his hips]

Since when have you decided to keep a zoo in here, and where are the actual animals?

Just haven't had time to clean, been busy with... stuff. Important stuff. Timely stuff.

[NOT THAT HE'D CLEAN ANYWAY.]

[and he is getting a very skeptical look, since it's not like this house has ever been spotless when he's visited...]

Nothing is so important that you must forsake basic cleanliness for it. [he shifts, turning to face the Doctor again] But speaking of important and timely things, I need to know if you've been paying mind to that letter from Grey.

[The Doctor shrugs. A lying shrug. Of course he paid attention, but at this point, he's trying to keep Amy and Rory alive as opposed to escaping.]

Suppose I might have heard bits and bobs.

[the look he gives back is somewhat suspicious]

What are your thoughts on what you do know? [he's trying to get a sense of exactly what level of determination and what kind of mindset he's currently dealing with.]

Sounds like he's leading us into danger, per usual.

[He sounds very tired.]

Undoubtedly so. Others seem to trust him well enough, but I haven't been given a scrap of proof that this Richard Grey is a noble figure. [he huffs and bounces to his toes for a moment, but there's less irritation in his tone and posture than there is tension.]

You've a nose for danger, isn't that right?

So I've been told.

[He drops down onto the bed, rubbing at his nose.]

Right. No proof at all. We'll likely get answers if we go down the rabbit hole, but there's no telling how deep it goes. Or what's at the bottom.

[meanwhile, he'll just continue standing there like the ~~short~~ ominous thing that he is, shifting to cross his arms over his chest.]

They do seem to like giving us situations in which it's necessary to measure potential gains against potential losses, do they not? [...well, no point in beating around the bush.]

What are you planning to do?

Protect Amy and Rory.

...Haven't figured out how.

Keeping them from poking their noses around the portals, that would be a good place to start.

Obviously, I don't plan on letting them go near one. But I'm concerned about things coming up back into Mayfield even if I kept them here.

It hasn't happened yet, has it? [which is no reason to discount its possibility, and he knows that, but he's not trying to worsen frayed nerves right now.]

These things seem self-contained, and if something dangerous were to arrive from the other side, I doubt even Lucy would be pleased. A breach in security is a breach in security, no matter how you view it.

Not yet. But keyword is "yet".

[A sigh.]

Right, of course not. But perhaps her control is slipping.

[his nose wrinkles and he pinches the bridge of it, showing his age for a fraction of a second.]

It seems plausible, but what is there to be done if that truly is the case? You know as well as I do that no amount of preparation can truly protect anyone. [that sure is some righteous bitterness in his voice.]

I'm still going to try. If I don't try to protect them, to save them, then what's the point of me?

[he nearly spits out the words.]

[the bitter edge in his own voice smooths out as soon as he hears the vitriol in the Doctor's, and he moves to perch on the edge of the bed.]

There's not much of a point to any of us in this place, is there? Anyone at all could be a murderer one day and a saint the next; completely useful when it doesn't matter and utterly useless when the only thing of importance is on the line. [a sloping shrug, and he swings one of his feet.] I can't say your dedication isn't admirable, though. If you're fortunate, it won't be futile.

I know.

I have no control. No leverage. No way to make them listen to me. And the status quo can change at any time, without warning.

[He rubs at his face.]

But I can't stop trying. I can't.

I know that, as well. [he glances over his shoulder and there's something close to amusement on his face for a second. that's the exact same reason he's here right now, after all.]

Bullheadedness isn't an attractive feature, but I don't know where you'd be without it. [he looks forward again, down to his feet.] If they decide to poke around any of the portals, try to get them to do it as soon as possible.

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