There were a few of his race that counted what he was planning as incest, several more that saw it as masturbation and pretty much everyone frowned on it due to the laws of temporal physics. Personally, he liked to keep an open mind.
After all, it isn't like he met himself often. And usually, he remembered meeting them because he was them at the time. But this was only the second (apart from the brief encounter in the TARDIS with his tenth self) time that he had ran into a future incarnation.
Although, if it wasn't for the fact that Peri was following behind him, he wouldn't have thought that the tall curly-haired man -who was currently scowling- was actually him. He couldn't believe that he would ever be that...colourful. The coat was bad enough, but the umbrella made his hair look like one of those orange wigs that clowns wear.
Still, he supposed that it was better than nothing.
However, he would have to get Peri away from the scene. Maybe he should wait for someone to capture her -which wouldn't be long, judging by the number of sinister looking men that he saw moving through the crowd- and then confront his older self.
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The sixth incarnation of the Doctor was somewhat irritated. This was completely normal, particularly when taken into consideration that he was waiting for his past self -the cricket addict that spent more time than not unconscious and that he'd just become used to not seeing in the mirror- and said other self was running late.
His younger incarnation turned the corner and smiled at him, obviously trying to look at his face instead of the blinding psychedelic outfit. It was quite interesting, really. He knew that at that time, the coat was hanging on a rack in a small shop in Yorkshire in the year 2060 and not in the TARDIS. Because his past self had seen him in that coat, to avoid a temporal paradox, he had been forced to buy it so that he could wear it, even though he had despised it.
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*cracks knuckles* Let's try some Five/Six...
Date: 2008-06-24 10:59 pm (UTC)After all, it isn't like he met himself often. And usually, he remembered meeting them because he was them at the time. But this was only the second (apart from the brief encounter in the TARDIS with his tenth self) time that he had ran into a future incarnation.
Although, if it wasn't for the fact that Peri was following behind him, he wouldn't have thought that the tall curly-haired man -who was currently scowling- was actually him. He couldn't believe that he would ever be that...colourful. The coat was bad enough, but the umbrella made his hair look like one of those orange wigs that clowns wear.
Still, he supposed that it was better than nothing.
However, he would have to get Peri away from the scene. Maybe he should wait for someone to capture her -which wouldn't be long, judging by the number of sinister looking men that he saw moving through the crowd- and then confront his older self.
The sixth incarnation of the Doctor was somewhat irritated. This was completely normal, particularly when taken into consideration that he was waiting for his past self -the cricket addict that spent more time than not unconscious and that he'd just become used to not seeing in the mirror- and said other self was running late.
His younger incarnation turned the corner and smiled at him, obviously trying to look at his face instead of the blinding psychedelic outfit. It was quite interesting, really. He knew that at that time, the coat was hanging on a rack in a small shop in Yorkshire in the year 2060 and not in the TARDIS. Because his past self had seen him in that coat, to avoid a temporal paradox, he had been forced to buy it so that he could wear it, even though he had despised it.
"Am I late?"
He smirked.
"Actually, you're right on time."
Requests: Six/Valeyard, Valeyard/Jack, Ianto/Five