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[there is a Brigadier on the Plane and he is ... talking ... to himself? or so it seems. he's off to a relatively remote area, not bothering anyone, and seemingly holding a conversation with someone who isn't there]

Right, lad, carry on then. There's a good chap. What? No. I haven't a clue what you're talking about. [pauses, raising an eyebrow, then nods] Yes, well. This just won't do, now will it? Bugger all, it's a bit more difficult than I thought it might be. Still, no matter. Keep a stiff upper lip and all that. [another pause and he frowns] No, I do believe I'll keep at it a while more, yet. Don't see much of a reason not to, really. It's good practice and all. Feels a bit strange, mind, but I've done it before. No reason to let it go to waste now.

[after a moment he drops, reappearing with a full-length mirror, and smartens up his uniform] I do believe I'm about ready, then.

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Brigadier Alistair Gorgon Lethbridge-Stewart. And it is a form I have taken in the past. I am re-aquainting myself with the nuances of his speech and mannerisms. It if ... familiar, and I find myself seeking such familiarity out of late.

Can't you just time travel to a time when they were around and say hi?

Not at the moment, no. And it would not be the same.

What? Your flux capacitor break?

No. But my Doctor is currently exploring and so I cannot leave without him.

[Makes whipping sounds]

[which go completely over her head]

What's the Doc up to, other than turning into an emo kid?

'Emo kid?' I do not understand.

Here's a good rule. If you don't understand something I say, just ignore it and only pay attention to the part you did understand.

Ah. Very well.

He is currently investigating an anomaly on the planet Feida III with Charlotte and C'rizz.

That sounds boring. No wonder you ditched them and came here.

Ditched? No matter.

I am accustomed to him being gone for lengths of time. It is not so strange nor boring. He always brings me interesting stories.

Why can't you tag along? Not like you can't blend in.

I am immobile in my reality. These shapes I am able to take are only substantial within my interior. I am capable of extending them outside, but only for a set distance.

Well that sucks. You should get that fixed or something.

How can I fix what I am?

I dunno. Magic?

Magic does not exist.

It does if you BELIEVE!!!

[...yeah, she's got nothing]

...Well, I'm sure selling your soul to Satan helps.

How can I sell something I do not have to something that does not exist?

Lie?

What purpose would that serve?