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[no, my fellow Plane-goers, your eyes do not deceive you. there are, in fact, two Genes sitting at the Astral Bar, each with a pint in hand -- and each with a set of wings that were most certainly not there the last time anyone spoke with the Guv. there's also this weird little fact that the Gene Genie is looking a mite peculiar, in that he's, well ... slightly more feminine in appearance? oh androgyny, you and Gene don't mix. not that the Genes at the bar seem to care, really. they're more interested in talking shop]

This hellhole's gone on long enough. 'bout time someone stepped in to fix the bloody place.

So long as Tyler isn't getting his head stuck where it don't belong, I could give a toss about who's doing what to who.

I don't care who or what your Tyler is, so long as he isn't breaking the law. You understand that?

Like a tart with her titties showing.

[both men snort and take a drink.

I suggest you approach with caution]

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[there's really only one suitable response to this sight---]

...shit.

[someone is taking note of the narrative's advice, but mostly because there are two Genes and neither one sounds very happy. So have Annie approaching with caution]

Guv?

[and, as one, they look at you, Sam Tyler]

There you are, Sammy-boy.

[and they both swing their heads about]

The hell are you?

[ooc; editted to fix my fail orz]

Edited 2009-06-14 00:32 (UTC)

[....that's creepy. One step back, thank you]

[have a Doctor, walking up brazenly with a wide grin. Also, he is wearing a cowboy hat]

Blimey, that was easy. Thought I'd have to actually do some lassoing. Right, you two. Got to round you up and take you back to your maker. Or whoever he is. So finish up your pints, let's go.

[stepping back won't save you from Sam!Gene, sorry :|]

Oi, where do you think you're going? You are Sam Tyler, aren't you?

[yeah, don't think so]

Who the bloody hell are you?

[undeterred]

I'm the Doctor. We've chatted a few times. Well, the you I know, at any rate. Now, no need to worry or get fussy, we haven't got far to go.

[the best offence is a good "HOW DARE YOU" defence?]

Who's asking?

[where is the crazy vampire bodyguard when you need her?]

[depends! probably not in this case]

Does it matter? I'm tellin' you to stay put so I expect you to stay put.

[not here, bwahahaha :D]

I'm not going anywhere with you, you ponce.

[concerned for a number of reasons, gently and slowly]

Sir, WPC Cartwright, remember? [takes a small step forward, her tone just as gentle and slow] There's two of you. [and a small worried laugh] And you've got wings. [and he's a bit androgynous too, plus those wings. Didn't someone say something about dangerous angels or something? She will be taking a small step backwards now]

Why should I remember a mouthy plonk like you? [not that he should remember much, really, but! personalities are fun] You got a problem with us?

[it should be noted that Justice!Gene is talking. Sam!Gene is kinda laying low because you aren't Sam, Annie, so he can let his more brutish twin handle it]

I work in CID. Remember CID? Sam, Ray, Chris, Fitz, Jeff, Clyde, anyone at all you remember? [her eyes shifting between the two Genes before focusing on Justice!Gene. Maybe reasoning will work with these Genes] No, course not sir, no problem at all. It's just - don't you think something's not right, when there's two of you where there should be just one?

Never heard of CID. [snorts, pulling out a cig. Sam!Gene looks up a moment at mention of Sam, so now you've got his interest, but Justice!Gene is still the one talking] And no, I don't.

[nods slowly] Course not, nothing wrong with that. How about your name, do you know that, sir?

[Gene's lovely voice caught his attention first, and as he came closer he saw the wings and groaned]

Oh, yes, you certainly weren't difficult enough already.

Name's Gene Hunt.

What's that supposed to mean?

[flatly] You are reckless, stubborn, crass, and generally irritating.

You say that like it's a bad thing.

The hell are you you, anyway?

[smile!] I'm the Doctor. A friend of Sam's.

[aw shit, now Sam!Gene is interested] Where is he?

[notes this difference] I've no idea. CID, perhaps.

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