InsaneJournal

Remy LeBeau was a very confused young man. He'd just recently become privy to the idea that The Doctor had.. another him. With the same name. He'd just recently run into a pretty dark-haired girl named Selene, then to a pretty blonde named Rose (it was like God was taunting him with hot girls..), who apparently was a good friend of The Doctor's.. not The Other Doctor, but The Doctor. This was going to be complicated for them. He hoped they didn't look the same, that'd just be strange.

Or really great.

No, definitely strange. And after leaving Rose near in the barn to nap, where he knew she'd be safe, he had pushed cold fingers into his pockets and had made his way quickly to the carnival, bouncing once or twice to keep his feet warm. It was way too cold, even wrapped inside the Doctor's very warm duplicate coat. He wanted to be in his warm barn with his warm blankets. He'd made quite a nice little nest in there, anticipating the snow that the Doctor had said had once graced this town. He was ready for the arctic tundra (yeah right!). And he was just coming through the rusty metal gate, perking up some as he heard the clanking of metal on metal, and he quietly made his way over, climbing over the fence into the bumper car ride, where the Doctor was taking apart one of the cars, and the Cajun was stepping around a few, then climbing into one near the Doctor and settling down into it, but instead of sticking his feet in, he leaned back into the seat, then stretched his legs out up over the dash, and along the front of the nose. Long-legged American.

"Y' look busy an' impor'an'." He observed of the Doctor, with a smile.