003 [Slightly Clandestine]

[unearthlysusan.livejournal.com]

[Susan is sitting at a desk when she arrives on the Plane, frowning a little as she browses the books and documents spread out in front of her. There is a mug of tea on the table as well, but it is now cold (and largely obscured by paper).

If you get close enough to investigate, you'll see that she is looking into forging documents.

Why? Well, for a start, it would be nice to be able to help Astrid properly. Secondly, she and her grandfather seem to spend a lot of time on Earth. If they get into trouble, she wants to be able to get them out of it.]

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[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

[Peers over her shoulder] Forging paperwork?

[unearthlysusan.livejournal.com]

What? [Susan looks up quickly, and a little sheepishly.] Oh, no. I was just reading.

It doesn't actually look that difficult, though.

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

It's a good thing to research, it could come in handy.

Well, I've never really tried it... I do have some acquaintances who manage it though.

[mercwamouth]

[Sees the documents]

Friend of Astrid?

[unearthlysusan.livejournal.com]

I certainly hope it won't...

[Brigitta is right, though. It could.]

You do? I don't suppose you could give me any advice?

[She smiles.]

You never did tell me what planet you're from.

[unearthlysusan.livejournal.com]

[Susan looks up, then nods and smiles.]

I suppose it is rather obvious, isn't it?

[mercwamouth]

Alien?

[unearthlysusan.livejournal.com]

I didn't know that was obvious.

Are you talking about me, or about Astrid?

[mercwamouth]

Well I know Astrid is. I was asking about you.

[unearthlysusan.livejournal.com]

Oh. Well, yes, I am an alien.

My name's Susan.

[mercwamouth]

Deadpool.

[unearthlysusan.livejournal.com]

It's nice to meet you.

Have you been coming to the Plane for a while?

[mercwamouth]

Yup. Haven't seen many aliens though. Other than the occasional Doctor.

[unearthlysusan.livejournal.com]

From my point of view, most of the people here are aliens.

Oh, you know my grandfather?

[mercwamouth]

Well by majority rule, you're the alien.

I wouldn't say know as much as--

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...Grandfather?

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

[strides towards her, grinning] Susan! Hello. [and then he spots the paperwork, and his eyebrows rise] Oh, dear, is my granddaughter practising forgery?

[his tone affects disapproval, but his eyes are glinting]

[unearthlysusan.livejournal.com]

As much as?

The Doctor. There are quite a few versions of him here.

[unearthlysusan.livejournal.com]

I've not actually forged anything yet. [Susan shuffles the papers a little sheepish.] I just thought I should learn.

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

Well, I do to... I don't really know how, I don't really deal with them that much, they just get the paperwork to me I'm afraid.

[Smile] Earth, though with a few differences from the normal earths I suppose.

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

[leans forward, peering more closely] It's a useful skill to learn. I'm sure you'll have mastered it in no time.

[mercwamouth]

So I guess the Twins want to start bringing his family in too?

[unearthlysusan.livejournal.com]

Earth? But ... what I saw you do, a few days ago? Humans can't do that.

[unearthlysusan.livejournal.com]

I don't know. I'm not sure why they'd want to bring me here. I don't really mind, though. It was nice to see the Master again, and so many different versions of my grandfather.

[mercwamouth]

Nice to see the Master?

[unearthlysusan.livejournal.com]

I hope I'll never have to use it, but I suppose it pays to be careful.

One of my friends here is in trouble, as well. She was stranded on Earth, and UNIT are trying to track her down. It would be nice to be able to help her.