exceptfebruary | Mask or Menace: IC Contact

[ he won't get a present before the end of the day, of course Julian's going to get a present before the end of the day! Watch him, he's got this, he can totally do this except he doesn't have the TARDIS here, does he, he can't really hop somewhere and buy a present now, damn, that's a problem. And he can't get to Mexico in twelve hours, that much is apparent. But Julian needs something...

So the Doctor sends him a very lovely ecard as well as a text message. ]

I can't get you a physical present for your birthday but I can at least give you information. I don't know how old you are now or how long you'll live but remember this year: 2018. In one possible timeline, that's the year that Ramon Salamander, would-be conqueror of the world is deposed. I'd keep money out of anything he's dealing with, if I were you. Happy birthday, here's a bit about the future. Of course, if I'm breaking a calendar law by telling you this, here's penance.

[ and then there's a picture of something complex, a large circle with various lines and squiggles jutting out of it into a smaller circle, something like this. ]

Circular Gallifreyan. It means "calendar."

[ How does the Doctor know Calendar Man's address? ~Reasons~ (he's a creep and hacked the system/badgered enough people until he finds out, that's how). Needless to say, KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK, the Doctor is just knocking on Calendar Man's door, bouncing up and down slightly. There's a small box in his hand, wrapped in airplane wrapping paper. ]

Oh come onnnn, open up!

[ Julian opens the door, raising an eyebrow. ] Doctor.

[ His eyes dart to the package in the Doctor's hands. He raises the other eyebrow, before stepping aside. ] Do come in.

[ The Doctor steps in, grinning all the while, before practically shoving the package in Julian's face. ] Happy late birthday!

[ Julian takes the package cautiously, like a man expecting it to contain something less than pleasant. He doesn't get presents very much.

Not saying "but my birthday has passed" takes most of his retraint. ]

You remembered.

Course I remembered. It's your birthday, of course I'd remember! [ smile smile smile, grin grin grin, open it uppppp!

The present is a watch: a nice looking watch that also tells the day of the week & date as well as telling time. ]

[ Julian opens the present and stares at the watch.

It's. Thoughtful. It's an actual, thoughtful present. He seems almost confused, staring at it, he doesn't even reply. A present, just for him.

He carefully straps it on his wrist. ]

[ The Doctor's practically hovering over Calendar Man as he grins and asks, ] D'you like it?

I do. [ And it's the truth.

It's a shame, really. He does quite like the Doctor. He doesn't know when the Time Lord will find out about him but -- not right now. Now isn't the time. Not the right date. ]

I... thank you.

[ The Doctor can't help but smile at Calendar Man's thanks. He likes this man. At times he worries about him but overall? He likes him. ] You're welcome. After all, that's what friends do.

You consider yourself my friend? [ He sounds surprised; much like getting a present, it's evidently something he's not used to. ]

Course I do. I wouldn't say we were friends if we weren't. [ said 100% seriously with 100% smiles ]

Mask or Menace: IC Contact

part one, backdated to Calendar Man's actual birthday

part two, sometime after the Russia business

i'm so late oh my gosh

just listen to the godawful ecard again as penance.

there'll be cake and you'll take a BIG PIECE

THAAAAAT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY

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