[Somewhere on the Plane, there is a groaning, wheezing sound that some may describe as elephantine in nature that crescendos louder and louder--then stops. And then a moment later, it starts again, fades, and the sound turns up in another portion of the Plane.

This odd phenomenon occurs a couple more times before the source of the noise finally materialises outside bar. That source, in this case, is Rory-shaped, not police box-shaped, so he lacks some of the familiar outer traits that the TARDIS he knows of possesses.]

Enough! Stop! [A very frustrated Rory starts pacing and gesticulating, then clutching his head before he lets go in a huff.] I just want to walk here. Understand that, er, me? I don't need to do that...de-materialising and re-materialising thing. It's too...too weird. I have two feet still, so I'm going to use them!

[Absently, he scratches at the back of his neck while he looks around.] Okay... I think that's better.

[Just for good measure, he cautiously starts to walk forward. He needs to find a couple people now that he's on the Plane. The trouble is, he has no idea where they are or who the people in Morgana's recent letter even are. Or if they're still ill--or how Morgana is even doing. Now that he's finally on the Plane and not tripping and stumbling through a time vortex, he can finally see how people are.]


[ooc: And here's a pollen-infected Rory, at last! His...change is very complicated as he's become a human!TARDIS like that of Compassion. As this isn't the first time poor Rory's existed as a non-human, he's clinging to what humanity he currently has, but don't be surprised if he goes off on random tangents. Oh, and he does have an inside that's bigger than the outside, as well as a way to open up to allow for passengers.]