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 Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2008 9:27 pm
Scæsaris cocked her head to the side at his name, her mane making a sloppy sound as it shifted against her drying pelt. "Doctor? How peculiar, that’s hardly a name at all, it’s a title if anything. Do you dare mock me Doctor??” The last word had bite to it, she had allowed him access to her lands and now he did not respect her enough to share his real name, but just a heading, some kind of label? “I lay my swamp before you and yet you do not trust me with something more substantial than a designation?” She took a quick survey of their current location, all its wonders, subtly taking on a slightly more aggressive stance as she looked back it him. “This place is mine and I care for it, I allowed you to stay when you showed benevolence, you should treat me with more reverence if you wish to abuse my land as some kind of travel vacation destination.”
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2008 11:03 pm
 The Doctor took a step back, being mindful not to crush any more foliage. "I did not mean to mock you at all. I am The Doctor, that is it... no other designation for me than that. I guess if you wanted to pick a name for me you could but I do prefer Doctor." He shook his head slightly before retracing his steps until he was within centimeters of her scaly countenance. "I do not mean to mock such an interesting creature such as yourself. To do so would be a travesty!" He made a low sweeping bow in apology before adding, "And I promise I was not implying that having more visitors to your lands would be a good thing. Quite the opposite in fact. I feel as if they would more likely stay away for the land seems quite full of hidden dangers." Who chuckled ruefully as he took another look around at the greenery that surrounded them.
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2008 11:27 pm
She scoffed at his first statement, what else would he be doing if not disrespecting her? Her muzzle twitched slightly at his next statement, Doctor was hardly a name acceptable for anyone, especially one as quirky as he was, but then he was not hers to name, not by any means seeing as he violated her dear wetlands. Except he was not, at least not intentionally. He seemed to respected them as best he could, at least Scæsaris hoped that he was. The Doctor showed concern for her banks. She dipped her head slightly, the only show of acceptance of his apology he was going to get. “Doctor it is, then,” Scæsaris tone still had a fair amount of bite to it, but her posture had shifted faintly as her head came back up, becoming a bit softer around the edges. “I might be good at it, but I don’t want to give tours for every pathetic sod who thinks they are strong enough to trek my marshes. I like my swamp the way it is, its feared, and that’s protects it from the corrupting outside influences. More visitors would destroy it, at least you acknowledge that.”
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Posted: Fri Jun 13, 2008 12:09 am
"I can understand not wanting others to come in and damage your precious swamp." The Doctor spots the movement he had seen before and eyes the ferret wearily as if he was trying to tell it something. He wasn't quite sure but another short furry thing had entered into the area and he was wondering if such critter would be a danger to TARDIS. At the blank look of the ferret the Doctor gave it up as a loss for now as he had lost the movements of the creature for now. Maybe a little later he could ask about the fauna of the lands. At this moment he was more interested in the flora. "So, I assume you are not one to eat of anything but the best. Does it take much knowledge to distinguish between what is hazardous or not here?" He was purely curious, not feeling very hungry at present but was always one to gather useful information when he could. Who knows, maybe if TARDIS got hungry enough he might ask...
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Posted: Sat Aug 23, 2008 4:46 pm
The mare couldn’t help but chuckle at the nutria as it sniffed at the Doctor’s companion, “No need to worry about him, they are quite gentle creatures, and intelligent too.” She whistled at the creature, beckoning it over; it nuzzled against her leg as she plucked down one of the horse apples from the trees above them to gnaw on. He happily accepted the fruit, dragging it over to strange blue fuzzy he’d been chasing moments before, offering him a piece, a big grin only serving to display his bright orange teeth.
Scæsaris reached up and pulled down another of the spiky green fruit, putting it down gently and rolling it over to the stallion, “Its not exactly nutritious, but they taste wonderful.” She glanced down at the fruit, and then back up to the tree it had come from, debating on whether to take one for herself, “Just don’t eat too many, they’re actually poisonous, but not in little amounts.” Finally coming to a conclusion she plucked another down, taking a decent sized bite for herself, “I like to live dangerously.”
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