Fit the First

[perfect-shoes.livejournal.com]

[Walking, clearly distracted and mumbling to himself. He doesn't seem to notice much of what's around him, and what he does take in seems oddly expected.]

Doors, doors, there're too many doors in this place! First forests I didn't plant, then monkeys I never commissioned to write Hamlet -- I wanted Winter's Tale, damnit, there's that great bit about the bear -- , and then cats trying to trap me in boxes, it's all a bit much, I think. [He looks around, perhaps just realising that this wasn't where he was headed.] Now what is this place. I'm fairly sure I didn't have any of this in the TARDIS before. That's very strange. Usually the cat has answers, but it seems like the curiosity got the better of him. Or I hope so. Unpleasant thing. But there's no voice here either. No voice, no cat. Nothing to guide my way, what, where or when ever that way is. How odd. No, I'm definitely sure this isn't anywhere in my TARDIS.

[Loudly] Hello? Is anyone here? I'm mad. And I need to find a way. Doesn't particularly matter which way, just a way would be fine.

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[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

[Holy shitwhat.]

...You are very mixed up, aren't you? In more ways than just one.

[perfect-shoes.livejournal.com]

Mixed... Mixed... yes, I think you can... say that I am... mixed.

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

[She tilts her head, her face concerned, and extends a hand toward him, almost as a show that she wants to help.]

[perfect-shoes.livejournal.com]

[He, in turn, shifts away like a frightened animal. Not the best time for physical contact.]

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

[She withdraws her hand and smiles just a little.]

[perfect-shoes.livejournal.com]

Eh... Erm... Who are you again?

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

Ah! I am Amaterasu, sun goddess of Nippon~