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text; oo3 [forward dated to monday morning sirens]

[Anyone who ventures outside after the morning sirens will be able to find a certain piece of paper plastered just about everywhere within a six foot man's reaching distance. And the papers are literally everywhere. On trash cans, walls, doors, stuffed in mail slots and mailboxes, even a good few dropping down the chimney in wrapped up little bags. Heck, there are even some bobbing about in the half-frozen waters in the Port.

But in addition to all of this, just an hour or so after the sirens go off, just about everyone the Doctor's seen post to the network since his arrival (regardless of if he's spoken to them or not) is getting a text with a very simple message... and a rather familiar looking attachment.]

ATTN: Don't miss out on the opportunity of a lifetime!
_____________________image attachment: A LIMITED TIME OFFER

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Oh yeah, you'd live on your own. Your own mortgage or rent, your own bills. You'd totally live on your own.

......... You know, I think I still remember the basic outline for that statue of you in the museum. Fancy a commission for rent?

Uh, no that's okay. One statue of the Goddess Fortuna is enough, for me. You can free-load at my place for now.

Speaking of. Amy might be taking your room for a few days sometime soon. You aren't sleeping in it and she doesn't have a place to stay; is that alright?

.... Amy, Amy... the tall, ginger one that goes around with bow-legs? [Such regard for his future self]

Amy Pond, yeah. Be nice to her- you're gonna be hangin' out with her in your future. She's nice.

Gonna have to go through my own process. Regeneration can addle the brain a bit. Let you invite Mickey along, remember? Blaming post regeneration craziness for that one.

You just didn't want to say no in front of Sarah Jane.

[You, Rose, deserve to hear the incredulousness in his voice now.] Oh now that- Are you implying that I showed off for her?

[Wouldn't be the first time, broseph.]

Are you implyin' that you weren't? [Can you hear the smirk, Doctor? Can you?]

[Oh he can.]

Showing off... by inviting Mickey along? Mickey the Idiot? Useless Mickey?

[Yeeeaaaaah hush. He's really just teasing. Which is why he's not on video. Because then Rose would definitely be able to tell he's grinning.]

[Grump grump scowl scowl.]

He's not so useless anymore. One of my best agents. [HUFF. Except she knows he's teasing. Really, she does.]

Well.... I guess he was rather useful, in the end.

When are you from again? If this is after his crowning moments of helpfulness I can understand, but one of your best agents? Mickey?

[OH OKAY that earns a scowl. A very Tyler scowl that he can't see but can probably hear, teasing or not.]

Dalek crucible. Davros, all of us- two of you. Ring any bells?

Ohhh right, right. With the little prisons. Always thought that a bit sad, really. Daleks falling back on such primitive technology in their cells. Then again, didn't normally keep prisoners that long, them.

[Yeah, not so easy to laugh about Daleks when the last she'd seen, they'd been winning. Completely and totally. And just about to destroy the whole of reality. So you'll excuse her if she doesn't laugh- Daleks still sort of scare her, okay.]

You ever gonna tell me why there were two of you, by the way? I thought .. The TARDIS had been destroyed. Next thing we know, it's appearin' again and out you step. Was it .. you from a different point in time?

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