And you say that time goes rushing by, but it seems so slow to me...

[thatsortofaman.livejournal.com]

Any other day, maybe, the Doctor might be wandering the ship, looking for something interesting to pull apart or poke his nose into. He still hasn't had a chance to inspect the brain of the ship, after all, and there's that great big city he'd like to explore as well...

But right now, he'd rather not. He's tired and annoyed, and any place he could wander, it wouldn't be far enough. So instead, the Doctor has sprawled on his back, halfway upside down, on one of the couches on the Obs Deck. It seemed as good a place as any to sit still for a while - maybe not the place to go if he wanted to be alone, but he'll take company over quiet just now.

He doesn't actually seem to be paying attention to anyone who might be in the room, though. Instead, he's playing with an unidentifiable bit of patched-together technology - it's got buttons and flashy lights and a little dish and there is absolutely no outward indication of what it actually does. It's... entirely possible it's not meant to do anything, at least at the moment; he just wanted something to do with his hands, though someone to talk to (or talk at) would undoubtedly be a better distraction.

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[changelingdude.livejournal.com]

"Duuuude creepy." Beastboy stated once again "You've got a point though I mean...sure she saved us and all but how much of what the big techno overlord says can we trust?" Not that they had much choice in the matter.

[thatsortofaman.livejournal.com]

"Sorry. I promise I'm not trying to create conspiracy theories or anything."

He does realise, at least - if a little late - that maybe he should be making an effort to not unnerve the child. But that would require thinking about the words he's saying before they make it out of his mouth, and with this Doctor, that's probably a lost cause.

"I'm sure it's a... lovely ship, with perfectly good reasons for everything, but you know how it is. One minute you're on a space cruise on a lovely ship, and then before you know it, there's a bunch of homicidal angels and an angry cyborg ruining everyone's holiday." Pause. "I'm sure that won't happen here either. For one thing, this ship doesn't even have Host."

...that was reassuring. Yep.

[changelingdude.livejournal.com]

"Oh yeah absolutely." Beastboy rolled his eyes "It's like one minute you're trying to play a video game on your buddies computer, the next minute he's infected with a computer virus and trying to eat everything in sight."

Oh sorry? He thought you were playing a game where you compare completely ridiculous sounding situations that actually happened. It actually has nothing to do with the situation at hand. He's just easy to confuse.

[thatsortofaman.livejournal.com]

Oh, the Doctor loves this game. Though he tends to get derailed by questions, like...

"Well, yeah, that can happen- Wait, your friend caught the computer virus? What, was he a robot? Not that there's anything wrong with that. I've had plenty of robot friends. And a dog, I think I mentioned him..."

[changelingdude.livejournal.com]

"Oh yeah he's totally a cyborg." Beastboy put on a voice like a movie announcer, "Half man, half machine, all buttkicking awesomeness!" He grinned cheerfully once again talking about something he understood...himself.

"My friends got some super genius kid villain to agree to go into Cyborg and fix him and I turned myself into a single cell creature to make sure he did it. When he tried to bail I ended up having to save Cyborg myself! It was way gross and awesome!"

[thatsortofaman.livejournal.com]

"That's... actually, that's a bit brilliant," the Doctor says with a grin. He hadn't considered that the boy could turn into something that small, and he's more than a little impressed. "Also a bit mad, but that's alright, those are usually the best solutions anyway." At least, in the Doctor's world, they are.

[changelingdude.livejournal.com]

"Dude I know right?" Beastboy beamed with pride, "But like I told the virus when it told me I had zero chance of defeating him. I may not be smart enough to know everything, but I'm dumb enough to try anything." He laughed cheerfully, "So when I found the core of the ugly nasty thing I multiplied myself so many times I overwhelmed him and we got washed out into Cyborg's nose where he sneezed us out!"

[thatsortofaman.livejournal.com]

"Oh, you weren't exaggerating when you said gross," the Doctor comments, though he seems more amused than bothered. He would have had to get out of his friend's body somehow, and sneezing isn't quite so bad a way to go, when you think about it... "And anyway, I'm very smart, and I run into things I don't know all the time. Being willing to try anything's just as useful, in the long run. Though being smart certainly never hurt..."