( catch-all) the definite article, you might say

[thedreamer]

Who: The Doctor & You Don't Know It Yet But You're Already Friends
When: September
Where: Cadens, Horizon
What: General catch-all!~
Warnings: None currently but will change accordingly if needed!

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[aquilus]

[Fair enough. He doesn't doubt that there's a real name somewhere beneath the title, but everyone is entitled to their privacy if they wish. And it's not like he would know a false one given in place of a true name — just 'Doctor' is more honest, in that sense.]

Perhaps, but only if the tea and cake are worth a very good story.

[Is the story of how he came to value the learning he once took for granted that good? Maybe, maybe not, but he's sufficiently accustomed to staying quiet about his past that the cake would have to be absolutely excellent.]

[thedreamer]

[ Somewhere beneath it all — Doctor who — there is a truth, a secret he holds close. That he isn't pressed to explain further is something he appreciates; not that he would be anything but flippant and coy if pressed, though. ]

Well, I do love a challenge. That's a promise now! [ He actually means this seriously. Tea and cake at some indeterminate time in the future. ] There's something to be said for the company, too, of course.

[ He likes to think, for instance, that his company is stellar. By the same token, he's equally enjoying Altaïr's company. ]

Have you been in this world long?

[aquilus]

[More and more they have in common, though he suspects they appreciate very different challenges. Then again, maybe not.]

Over a year now. Looking back, it seems like a long time and a short time — at the same time.

[A paradox, but still true somehow.]

[thedreamer]

[ The Doctor speaks paradox, so they're golden. ]

Time is relative, of course, and multi-faceted. Wibbly-wobbly. We could have the same five minutes, you and I, and I might feel it was the longest five minutes of my life and you might feel it was the shortest of yours.

And when you travel through it like I do, well, it all gets muddled.

[ And since his thoughts go around in strange loops, random segues are rather his thing. ]

Do you stay at the inn?

[aquilus]

[An apt way of putting it. Altaïr can recall minutes that felt like months.]

Sometimes, yes. Other times, elsewhere. I tend to move around.

[And he's never fully comfortable with others knowing where he sleeps.]

It's surprisingly good to have the inn as a gathering place for our community, though. Such as it is.

[thedreamer]

Good of them to offer it as an option at all. I do always love the helpers, wherever they may be!

[ So much in the way of the universe depends on the doers, the helpers, those who take action where they could simply sit idly by. ]

I have a spot there, but I don't stay often myself.

[ His room could only loosely be called that, really. A few books and odds and ends, otherwise he's too restless to stay in one place himself. And doesn't need much sleep. Though, he suspects being restless isn't the reason for the other man's tendency to move around. ]

[aquilus]

[Another wanderer, he notes, wondering if it's for the same reasons. Probably not.]

There's too much to experience and observe in the Free Cities to stay in one place for long.

[He says it as though he approves of and share in a desire to take in all of what this world has to offer, and he does, but also...]

And I think it's better to avoid behaving too predictably.

[thedreamer]

We're in agreement on there being too much to experience. I've always thought that, about the universe in general. Speaking broadly!

[ The Doctor always appreciates someone who seems to get it as he does. Though it's quite clear quickly that their respective reasons for movement aren't entirely the same. ]

Well, as a general rule I'm never predictable. Variety, that keeps life interesting! Though that's entirely different from avoiding predictable behavior for the sake of — well, do tell?

[aquilus]

[He could share his true reasons, but well. That would either make him seem very paranoid or reveal more of himself than he wants to.

Or both.]

Ah, but it would be very predictable of me to explain myself.

[He raises an eyebrow and grins at the Doctor.]

[thedreamer]

Oh, you're trouble, I can already tell!

[ Not that he minds in the slightest. He can give back as good as he gets. Now this will fester, this little mystery, and the Doctor loves a good mystery. Certainly, he likes answers just as much and he's not the patient sort either, but this is a mystery that can sit. He'd rather work his way into the answer as he learns more about the other man.

He does grin back at him, though. ]

Lucky I like you already.

[aquilus]

I'll take what luck I can get.

[And it goes both ways — he likes this newcomer, from what he's learned about him — but that's not something he'll just come out and say.]

And now I should take my leave. But I'm sure we'll meet again.