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[marthajonesmd.livejournal.com]

[Martha appears on the Plane, still six inches tall and quite thoroughly annoyed]

All right, I've really had quite enough of this, thanks. Being six inches tall makes it a little difficult to do, oh, anything? It's like I'm a bloody action figure or something.

So if someone could turn me back now, that'd be brilliant.

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[unmakase.livejournal.com]

{Ding! This witch can certainly help, but she does chuckle as she kneels} Ah, you don't like the height? It seems very cute to me. I'm sure it could be useful at times as well~

But! That's not really the point. I'd be more than happy to return you to your proper height as long as you can pay for it~

[marthajonesmd.livejournal.com]

[she arches an eyebrow as she looks up at her] Pay? What's your price?

[unmakase.livejournal.com]

Three inches. I'll return you to normal, but you'll be three inches shorter than you were before.

[marthajonesmd.livejournal.com]

[thinking about it] What can you do with three inches?

[unmakase.livejournal.com]

{She laughs} Perhaps someday a person will come to my shop wishing to be taller. Then the three inches that you gave up would come of great use to them.

[elementsilver.livejournal.com]

[Bends down] How amazing, I'm guessing you haven't always been six inches tall?

[marthajonesmd.livejournal.com]

[amused] No, I'm usually a bit taller.

[elementsilver.livejournal.com]

[Smile] Oh dear, any idea how you became six inches tall?

[marthajonesmd.livejournal.com]

[shrug] Something magical would be my best guess - I just have no idea what or how.

[elementsilver.livejournal.com]

Hm... I'm afraid I'm not very good with matters of biology, I could try and help though.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Squats next to Martha.] Well here's a sight I've never seen. What happened to you, lass?

[marthajonesmd.livejournal.com]

[sigh] Haven't the foggiest. One moment I was looking through a pile of stuff, the next moment - I shrank. Seems to be going around, though.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[The temptation to poke you is overwhelming, sorry Martha.] Contagious, is it?

[marthajonesmd.livejournal.com]

[rolling her eyes at the poking] Well, Cy's even smaller than I am, and I saw some bloke who got turned into a miniature...something. Could be more miniature people round here somewhere, for all I know.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Leaning a bit closer] Shrank your clothes, too. A bit of fortune in that I suppose. What sort of miniature something?

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[Blinks and crouches down next to her.] Well that's all wet. You're still stuck?

[marthajonesmd.livejournal.com]

[disgruntled look] Yeah, I am. It's not very fun, either.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

What was your name again? [And then FFFF realizing the only time she's ever seen HIM was when he was small and fuzzy.] I mean. Uh. I don't think we met.

[marthajonesmd.livejournal.com]

[arching an eyebrow] Martha Jones. What's your name?

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

Firo Prochainezo. [Scratches his head.] Angie didn't mean for all of us to get shrunk like that, so don't hold it against her.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Wriggles up on her belly, biggified again and watching Martha through huge pupils, whiskers atwitch. She gives a little chittering meow.]

My mouse!

[marthajonesmd.livejournal.com]

[laugh] You don't want to eat me, Cy. I don't think I'd taste very good.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Laying flat on the plane, head slightly canted to one side.] Not my mouse?

[marthajonesmd.livejournal.com]

[grin] Nah, just a Martha, that's all.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Rolls onto her back.] You need Shan to hit you.