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realityshifted2008-07-16 10:24 pm
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. . . Oh, this. This. Is. Gorgeous.
No, really, I mean it. I've seen a lot of things -- more things that you'd think I ever would, given my youthful and altogether handsome appearance, -- but this place. Brilliant! So flash! So shiny! Well, they're stars, how could they not be shiny? Although, strictly speaking, stars are more luminous than shiny. But you can't use luminous in an interjection. Too many syllables. Can't be spouting off exclamations of surprise if it takes more than a second. Wouldn't really be surprised, then -- it'd sound too premeditated to be genuine.
So! The shop's the gateway, yeah? Never seen it before today, and I'd figured I'd gotten used to this version of London by now. Still, always did like a little shop, but it feels a bit wrong that it'd be used for sinister purposes like this -- after all, I can't really see this as being positive, the whole kidnapping and displacing thing. I guess you really can't ever trust a salesman. Or a saleswoman. Or a salestwin, as the case might be.
But right, anyway! Sinister little shop leading to a mysterious planetarium taken to an extreme scale? I might be new to this universe, still, but I'm reasonably sure this wouldn't be considered normal.
Now, who wants to offer an explanation before I call for back-up? And you might want to be quick about it -- I like calling for back-up.
No, really, I mean it. I've seen a lot of things -- more things that you'd think I ever would, given my youthful and altogether handsome appearance, -- but this place. Brilliant! So flash! So shiny! Well, they're stars, how could they not be shiny? Although, strictly speaking, stars are more luminous than shiny. But you can't use luminous in an interjection. Too many syllables. Can't be spouting off exclamations of surprise if it takes more than a second. Wouldn't really be surprised, then -- it'd sound too premeditated to be genuine.
So! The shop's the gateway, yeah? Never seen it before today, and I'd figured I'd gotten used to this version of London by now. Still, always did like a little shop, but it feels a bit wrong that it'd be used for sinister purposes like this -- after all, I can't really see this as being positive, the whole kidnapping and displacing thing. I guess you really can't ever trust a salesman. Or a saleswoman. Or a salestwin, as the case might be.
But right, anyway! Sinister little shop leading to a mysterious planetarium taken to an extreme scale? I might be new to this universe, still, but I'm reasonably sure this wouldn't be considered normal.
Now, who wants to offer an explanation before I call for back-up? And you might want to be quick about it -- I like calling for back-up.

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Doesn't excuse it, Doctor.
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Now that seems rich, coming from you.
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So how's being human working out for you, then?
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About as well as anything, I suppose.
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[Not sounding particularly regretful about this--] Daleks. Again. Bloody things just won't stay down.
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. . . I did what I had to.
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But I didn't enjoy it. I wasn't dancing any jigs because of it. Still, it was necessary, and no one else was going to pull the proverbial trigger.
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Aww, you didn't find it even the least bit satisfying?
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Now, d'you really expect me to answer that?
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I'll take that as a 'yes.'
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[hair ruffle. No, what was that you said about personal space?]
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Oi, watch it, I said!
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