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[It appears to be the Return of the Girl from Oz, because here she is, and what's that she's got with her? Oh. Oh. It's a shitload of cupcakes. Well. Heavens. Maybe you should go get one before she runs out.

The little confections appear to be lemon with lemon frosting and little lemon fruitslice gummy candies on top. Also they've got little edible ball-bearings. Hey, they match her shoes!!]

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[a little grumbly] Dinner lady none of the time if I got a say, just had to cause, well it's complicated. We had to go undercover, course the Doctor got to be a teacher and I was stuck as the dinner lady.

[grins then, a bit more proud] These days I got this job for this place called Torchwood. We defend the Earth against whatever sorts are gonna come and attack. Mostly aliens and Cybermen and that sorta thing.

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

Oh! So you're a hero! Well, it's lovely to meet another one, at least.

[...leave it to Dorothy to boil something complicated down to its simplest possible components.]

Y'know, I'd never met any aliens until I came here. Talking animals and magic people and living trees and a whole city full of real live paperdolls and porcelain, not to mention Santa Claus, but aliens? Never. And now I'm surrounded by 'em! It's a wonder how things change, isn't it?

[shewalks-away.livejournal.com]

We got robot Santas before. They were sent by these aliens as like mercenaries. The Doctor called them some sorta fish, but I can't remember what. Pilot I think, cause they come along and make a path and check things out for the bigger ones.

[looks at Dorothy a mix of wide eyed and a little incredulous]

Talking animals? We got cat people? Like that? And all trees are living, aren't they? If they weren't they wouldn't grow. But paperdolls? [and she's just trying to process this all, and then she just straightens a little and offers a hand]

I'm Rose, Rose Tyler. Think we met before, but not sure if we ever got a real hello. I was sorta busy getting used to ending up in a different world or whatever this place is.

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

Oh no, I mean the real Santa. [As if there IS such a thing. But she's so straight-faced...] I mean like animals that talk. One of my best friends is a Lion! And then there's Billina the chicken, she saved everybody's life once. But even the animals that don't talk, I can sorta understand. Same with trees and plants. And sometimes the planet.

Rose, good to meetcha. I'm Dorothy Gale.

[And she gives Rose a nice firm, friendly handshake, because That's The American Way.]

You say you're a friend of the Doctor, d'you mind if I ask which one? Only, there seem to be a whole lot of 'em around, and I don't wanna assume.

[shewalks-away.livejournal.com]

Hold up. Dorothy Gale? You're Dorothy Gale then I'm Wendy Darling. C'mon then, what's your real name?

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[Dorothy is starting to get used to this. Instead of uselessly insisting, she just takes her wallet out of her back pocket, pulls out her driver's license, and hands it to Rose. It's a Kansas licence, and it states very clearly, Dorothy Gale, BRN hair HZL eyes, 5'10". And she's an organ donor!]

Only thing on there that isn't right is the date, but I have to fudge that. Nobody'd believe me if I told 'em my real age! They'd put me in the loony bin.

[shewalks-away.livejournal.com]

[looks at it, a little astonished, then hands it back]

That's just like John Smith, yeah? Common name, lots of Dorothy Gales in the States or something? It's not like you're the real Dorothy Gale with Oz and all that.

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

Everybody here knows about Oz, too! That's another thing I don't think I'll ever get used to. I think Henry or somebody mentioned they made a movie about the Wizard, which is kinda funny, considering he never did an honest day's work in his humbug life. But he's getting better, these days.

[she slides her license back in her wallet and stuffs that back into her jeans while she chatters away. Point is, Rose, yep, she's the real shebang.]

[shewalks-away.livejournal.com]

[looks at Dorothy, and then a look crosses Rose's face and she actually is believing now, because seriously with everything else why not?]

Henry? That's like your Uncle, yeah? Is everyone around here? The Scarecrow, how about him? He was always my favourite.

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

No, no. Well, I named him after my uncle, but only 'cuz he didn't really have a name and I had to call him something. Tall, skinny fella, looks a lot like the Doctor only in jeans and sweatshirts. Nice guy. You've prob'ly seen him around, he's always here.

[Dorothy rubs at the back of her neck, smiling a little sheepishly] Ah, her, actually. Now, anyway, she used to be a he. Sort of. Scarecrows ain't really imbued with gender at creation, y'understand. She sorta had to figure it out on her own. But that happens a lot, in Oz. She's doin' fine, helpin' Ozma run the country. Things are in tip-top shape, these days.