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[didorothy]

[have Sam as the happiest he has ever been. Ever. Why is he so happy? That would be because there is a mobile phone in his hand. That's right, a mobile phone, from 2006]

I was - 1973 - but 2006! The textile factory, it's - it just turns into 2006. I was - my mobile! I have my mobile back! [isn't cuddling the mobile phone. Really!] And my PC and satellite television and it's all there and the rest of Manchester is '73 but there's that little, little... pocket of 2006...

Oh, uh, Fumie? You left your glasses at my flat.

[now, back to not!cuddling the mobile phone]

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[miseardae.livejournal.com]

[his grin looks infinitely pleased, utterly genuine]

That's brilliant, Sam. I can only imagine.

[didorothy]

Yeah. So, uh, you've been doing well, then?

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

Better now that those horrid creatures aren't obstructing matters. I'm still not entirely certain that that was an 'accident'.

[didorothy]

You think the twins let them out on purpose?

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't be surprised. What better way to test our abilities, our realities? We know this is an experiment of some kind.

[didorothy]

I would guess they'd know what we're capable of. But as part of an experiment, it would make sense. I wish I knew what the hypothesis was.

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

In the confines of our own experiences, yes; I'd say those creatures were quite outside of them.

Oh, yes, that would be wonderful. Perhaps we could hurry it along.

[didorothy]

Fair point.

It sounds... Gene said something. He was raving drunk, but he said something about.... realities. And merging or seperating. He said Meredith talk about that.