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Eighth Doctor Drabbles

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“That’s it.” The Eleven grinned. “You’re a quick study, LEGEND, but then I am an excellent teacher.”

“We are grateful for your guidance. You are a powerful wizard.”

“I am.” He cringed as an alarm blared. “What’s that?”

“Someone is approaching the ship.” The magic mirror shifted to show the Doctor, Liv, and Professor Marathanga just outside the hull.

“Time for me to go, I think.” He tilted his head. “Or perhaps not. LEGEND, could you create an avatar for me outside the ship?”

“To what purpose?”

He laughed. “I want to say hello to an old friend.”