the delorean log.

[what_the_flux]

When; From February 15 - February 23 (Feb 15 - Mar 2, desert time)
Rating; May vary but not likely to go above PG-13
Characters; Doc Brown (what_the_flux), The Ninth Doctor (leathered), Amory (fatespoken), Liz Parker (cametolife), Frankie (never_very_good), Eden (eiremagic), and anyone I forgot because I fail ;;
Summary;

YOUR GENERAL, ALL PURPOSE POST FOR THE DELOREAN CREW.

In the style pioneered by the fabulous caravan post, this exists to allow us to write up interactions and scenes that didn't fit into network posts.

And obviously, it's extremely backdating friendly since it's going up so late - just wanted to give everyone the option of using it to write things out rather than handwaving. <3

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[leathered]

[ The Doctor is nosy. So he's easy to find because he comes to investigate everyone and everything... generally wearing a ridiculous grin, which doesn't mean he can't be serious if the situation calls for it. ]

[ Probably the best place to find him is working on the trailer they're building to have more storage space. His jacket is smeared with dirt and half the time he's holding the sonic screwdriver in his mouth while he adjusts something, but he's perfectly willing to shoot the breeze. ]

[leathered]

[ Helpful stranger, awesome. Just what he needed: another pair of hands. He offers her something small and metal and somewhat unidentifiable to hold for just a sec. ]

Obliged. [ He fusses with a bolt or something technical. ] Liz, isn't it?

[leathered]

[ He snorts at that. ] I'm my own Doctor, or so I like to think. She's my companion. [ Sure, we'll just twist that around to say the exact same thing. ] Did she send you looking for me?

[ He doesn't sound offended by the idea. More amused. ]