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[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[he takes a step forward then backwards then forwards again, looking at the space above him and around him, nearly tripping over his own feet as he tries to take in what he's seeing.]

What is this?  Wha-

[he stops as he notices what's below him as well.  he kneels down, touching and studying the universe below his feet]

That's just brilliant.  That's just absolutely unbelievably brilliant.  The stars, galaxies, nebulas all right at my feet.  It's gorgeous.  Gorgeous and impossible.

[pauses for a moment and then he shoots back up to his feet, spinning around again]

Hello.  Is there anyone there?  Anyone?  Anyone at all?

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[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

Another one? Charming.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Really? Great big strange universe place, and you're here? Typical.

Lovely as always, Lucy. So where are we, then?

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

I could say the same of you. All of you.

Why should I tell you?

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

All of me? So what, the Doctor is here too? That's just fantastic. It keeps getting better and better.

Because I asked.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

...you are the Doctor.

Really now?

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

...that all depends on who you ask.

Yes, really. Although, I can see why you wouldn't. You must love it, knowing something I don't. Don't worry, I understand. Besides that, you probably don't even know anyway.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

And what is that supposed to mean?

[presses her lips together, eyes narrowed] It's called the Astral Plane.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[shrugs in response]

I think I should just wait until someone else comes along, just to make sure. Someone who could give me some idea of how this place works. It's not just you here, is it?

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

I'm the only Lucy, if that's what you mean. But Harry is here, too, of course. Your other selves. I think your ship is running around -- dreadful thing, that. [smooths down her skirt] There are several dozen people, though. I rather like a few of them. We get on smashingly.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

The TARDIS. She's here? And the Master? Take the good with the bad, I suppose. [Stuffs his hands in his pockets, rocking back and forth on his heels for a moment] But several dozen? Where are they?