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[cybercentric.livejournal.com]

[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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[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

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.

[cybercentric.livejournal.com]

A box?

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

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

[cybercentric.livejournal.com]

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

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

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.

[cybercentric.livejournal.com]

You sure are hoity toity for a time machine.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

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