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[Daichi pops into the plane pretty aggressively, and immediately starts stomping around. He angrily inspects the "floor," stopping here and there to inspect various clusters of stars, trying to determine whether he's really standing on something invisible over bottomless space or if the scenery beneath him is somehow part of the "floor". In order to determine depth perception and perhaps something else, he often lifts his glasses, before putting them back on and grumbling. Sometimes he yells in frustration while tugging at his hair, something about metabugs and Illegals and stupid Busue.]

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[doesn't really pay attention to this new person] Metabugs.

[quirkks a brow] Metabugs? I am, surprisingly, not familiar with that term, though I assume it has something to do with consciousness -- or, failing that, some sort of virtual reality?

[okay, now you have his attention] You didn't know, but you guessed right anyway? ...You're good.

It only makes sense, considering the terminology used to create the compound word. 'Meta' being an intellectual concept and bugs, considering the type of visuoauditory technology I see you wearing, referring to aberrations in a virtual reality.

[stares at you] ...Right. What you said.

Who're you, anyway? Are you a teacher or something?

I am the TARDIS, boy.

...The what?

The TARDIS. Time and Relative Dimension in Space. You humans would call me a time machine, I suppose.

...You're serious. A time machine??

[gives him a look] Yes. I'm serious. Are you daft or just very stupid?

Where I come from there AREN'T any time machines! That kinda stuff only happens on TV!!

Yes, I know. I've been to your time, though your own personal world seems to be a strange variant of events I'm aware of. Your kind will never possess time travel technology. Not on the scope I am able to cover, at any rate.

But wait! If you're a time machine, how come you look like a person!

Holographic projections, boy. This is not my real self.

Oh.

So, what do you really look like?

I...don't remember anymore. It's been so long since I had my true shape. But I've taken to this one for several centuries now.

A box?

[...] I can look like anything, boy. This is the form I retain.

Would you stop calling me that?! My name's Daichi!

Unless you are one of the Doctor's companions, I could care less what your name is. But if you insist, Daichi, I shall call you by your moniker.

You sure are hoity toity for a time machine.

And you're particularly small and ignorant for a human.

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