this is the fate au our parents warned us about

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[ better to move on. with a bounce, the doctor jogs around the console, taking a quick look at all the numbers that the TARDIS is giving him.

none of them are good, but… ]

Well, I think I’ve bugged you for long enough. I have to find some other source of power, and then probably rebuild part of the TARDIS to accept said source before I can leave. I’m sure those folks at the Clock Tower are probably losing their minds over our disappearance, no?

[ he beams at waver, trying his best to seem like an alien that absolutely has this all under control.

he does not, but that’s neither here nor there. ]

You said you didn’t do anything, but you really did save my life! The last thing I wanted to do was end up in a jar of formaldehyde.

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They'll live. I'll just tell them you outran me, they'll buy that.

[A shrug.]

Whatever. It's just what a knight is meant to do, preventing wanton science experiments and all that.

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You’re a knight?

[ he raises an eyebrow. ]

Of what?

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....Of how about we forget I said that.

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I happily refuse!

[ minding his business? never heard of her]

Say it with pride! Or are you ashamed of it? I mean, sure, you don’t really look like someone who would be on a horse in a war, but looks can be deceiving!

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Don't be stupid, no one does that kind of thing anymore. A modern era requires a modern approach, that's the entire purpose behind my department.

[Huffing out what was probably a derisive noise, Waver tapped his fingers on the handle of his cane in irritation.]

I follow the chivalric code laid out by the Knights of Fianna. If someone's undeservedly in danger, I can't very well stand about and let it unfold.

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The Knights of Fianna…? But that’s, what, the Iron Age?

[ he scratches his chin, scrutinizing the man before him. ]

What’s a man of the modern era doing, following the code of a group of people from the early days of Ireland?

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Why? Got a problem with it?

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Well, no, not at all, I’m just curious! If I’m going to be stranded here for a while, might as well learn the differences between this universe’s Earth and the one I come from.

[ jeez professor, no need to get so annoyed. he’s a simple alien! ]

Is this a common thing your people do? Swear fealty to old clans from the early days of Europe?

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...it isn't, no.

[Sighing, Waver looked to be weighing his options; not like the weird space alien was going to go around parroting his secrets to anyone that mattered.]

I had a friend some time ago who imparted the concept on me. It's a long and complex story.

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And I have all the time in the world.

[ start yapping. ]

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And why, exactly, should I encourage you?

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Because you haven’t left yet.

[ is there a smug smile on his face? no…

(yes) ]

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...Alright, well, see you.

[is he joking? probably. but he's also turning around to leave with a million questions utterly unanswered]

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W-what!?

[ he stares at waver, mouth agape in mild shock. ]

You’re just leaving!?

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Hm? What, you just reminded me I was hanging about for no reason. Lot of things to get back to and all that.

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You're...not even remotely interested?

[ look at The Doctor trying to be casual. he doesn't care that he's being left alone, no siree. ]

I mean... alien spaceship and all. You've never seen something like this before, have you?

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...Seen weirder, honestly. Parallel worlds is Zelretch's department, that's a matter of what amounts to scientific fact. Extraterrestrial life's known to exist as well.

[ort is nappin]

So?

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And all of this is still part of your... Magecraft?

[ listen, he told Martha all about how witchcraft is just a different type of science, but he didn't think that it would ever be so common that the man in front of him is inside the TARDIS and barely batting an eyelash— even in a parallel world!

but if the concept of parallel worlds is something that's already been proven in this world, then... ]

How knowledgeable are you on that?

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...Neither one of those specific fields are my department, but I would say I'm knowledgeable enough across the board. Don't get to my position by being clueless, after all.

[For all the sarcasm, Waver had the air of someone who had, to be blunt, Seen Some Shit.] Why do you ask?

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Ohhh, nothing big, I just... well,

[ he pats the console of the TARDIS. ]

Might need some slight help in jumping from this parallel world to the other.

[ translation: he absolutely needs help but he's not going to outright ask for it. ]

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And...that comes with how much risk of me being launched into a parallel universe never to return?

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Uhhh...

[ he's going to try to ignore that pang of guilt in his hearts and focus on trying to get Waver to help him, by... trying to be as vague as possible. ]

How about mild? I mean, when I make the jump, it should just be me, so really, it shouldn't be anything at all! I just need access to the materials and...well...

[ Waver did just say that The Doctor was prime vivisection material. ]

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You know I speak fluent bullshit, right? It's a skill any mage needs to possess in order to survive.

...What do you need?

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Oh, anything at all! Books, scrolls, recorded lectures, even any student essays! In fact, I don't just need a library's worth of information, I need a library!

[ a beat. wait. WAIT. ]

Your school. You must have a library! I need access to it.