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[thepiemaker-ned.livejournal.com]

[Despite scepticism as to what would have otherwise happened if the narrative wasn't determined today, Ned is back on the Plane again, sitting in a chair in a slouched posture that announces to the world that he, in fact, has legs, and very long ones too, what with the way they obscure the view of the upper half of his body and his face.

It's really hard to tell if it's a person sitting in the chair, not just some legs, but peering around them would reveal a Pie Maker alternating between fiddling with his watch and writing in his clue book about evidence that are not clues.

He's also not here to get away from Olive and a sudden burst of coy intimate question asking either. In case you were wondering. Which you probably weren't. Because why would you? Cause he's not doing that. Honest.

Anyway.]

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[ex_fatalist246]

[Satoshi is pretty sure he just walked past some legs on a chair. He does not feel inclined to put that into the notebook he's writing in as he walks]

[thepiemaker-ned.livejournal.com]

[Sorry, did something happen. Ned's view of his knees is very interesting.]

[ex_fatalist246]

[Nope, nothing happened. Go back to your knees. The blue hair will just walk away]

[handfulofstraw.livejournal.com]

[hey, it's the kid with issues]

Ned?

[thepiemaker-ned.livejournal.com]

[LEGS! I mean, uh... uh... well he's sitting up now. Hey, it's that creepy guy who kept asking questions.]

Dr. Crane!

[Run, not run, run, not run, run...]

[handfulofstraw.livejournal.com]

[lookin' at you over his glasses, all, 'Bitch, please']

[thepiemaker-ned.livejournal.com]

Uh.......

... Do you want some coffee, or something?

[Silly Ned. This isn't your house or shop. But look, there's a really, really unnerving person looking at you, and ahahaha, apprehensiveness.]

[handfulofstraw.livejournal.com]

Only if it isn't too much trouble.

[what a mass of flailing insanity you are, Ned]

[thepiemaker-ned.livejournal.com]

[This would be a good time to flee, but Ned is polite, unfortunately, so he pops out and in with a cup of coffee, probably a la Olive.

... wait.]

Sorry, how do you like your coffee again?

[Translation: PLEASE STOP LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT.]

[handfulofstraw.livejournal.com]

[on the outside, Dr Crane is calm]

[on the inside, he is laughing]

One sugar. No milk.

[thepiemaker-ned.livejournal.com]

[Out and in, both in terms of deep, calming breaths, Ned, and literally.]

Here you go. Would you like anything else?

[handfulofstraw.livejournal.com]

That's fine, thank you.

[thepiemaker-ned.livejournal.com]

[If it isn't obvious, Ned isn't very comfortable with the man, so he will stand here a bit awkwardly and shuffle a foot while the doctor sips or doesn't sip at his coffee.]

Uh... so... how about that sky today?

[Is there a sky?]

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Maps!

Everyone loves maps! You love maps, don't you? Course you do!

[oh, look! It's a magically appearing Doctor! He leans a little against a long red spear he's brought with him]

[oh and also he is covered in blue paint. It's been an interesting day]

[thepiemaker-ned.livejournal.com]

[Hello, Doctor! Incidentally:]

EGAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!

[Only with a lot more flailing-in-chair.

Needless to say, his posture's better for the moment.]

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Exactly!

Now, what we need is a group of people to create a map of the Plane. If we know exactly how large the needle is, it should be easier to place where it is in the haystack, am I right?

[:D?]

[thepiemaker-ned.livejournal.com]

[Deep breaths, deep -- well no, he's just panting like he just ran a marathon and then got strangled underwater for winning first place, but close enough.]

Could you... warn me... before you do that....?

[Good three years off his life I'd wager.]

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Hmmm?

Oh, the appearing thing! Haven't figured out how to warn just yet. Anyway, up you go! We've got a lot of work to do.

[thepiemaker-ned.livejournal.com]

[Breath, breath, swallow. Frown. Confusion.]

Work? What work? I don't know any work. I didn't sign up for work. Well, I did, but at my job. Not here.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Well, I can't exactly do this alone, can I? Here!

[reaches into his pocket and pulls out a notepad, which he tosses to Ned]

I'll need a scribe. You can write, right?

[thepiemaker-ned.livejournal.com]

[fail!catches notepad and fumbles before getting a good grip]

Of course I can write... What is this for again?

[Sorry, he was too busy being SCARED OUT OF HIS MIND to listen to what the Doc said the first time.]

[Pause.]

And... why are you dressed like that?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[looks down] What, you don't like the blue suit?

[thepiemaker-ned.livejournal.com]

I... was... talking more about the blue paint and the red spear thing.

[He's just being polite though. By ignoring the question.]

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

It's not paint.

And, the idea came so suddenly I had to cut my holiday in the red islands of Mestorfie short! Not a problem, though, we've got a lot to work on!

[thepiemaker-ned.livejournal.com]

[Okay. So he doesn't want to know.]

... What are we doing again?

Not that I don't mind helping out, but...

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Making a map of the Plane!

[yay, now the Doctor is very excited]

See, I've been going about these experiments on the Plane wrong the whole time. You can't figure something out if you're standing in it. You have to see it from above, know the whole layout. So, I'm making a map of the Plane so I can see where everything starts, ends, and where it could sit in the rest of the universe.

[thepiemaker-ned.livejournal.com]

Oh.

[looks around]

Isn't this going to take a while? And by a while, I mean it in the sense of several hours or more, not just in the sense of a longish pause?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

...is that a problem? You didn't look busy. Besides, I need a good tall chap to help me out.

[thepiemaker-ned.livejournal.com]

When I said a while? I ... really meant a while. I'm not really sure you're understanding the whileness of the while I was trying to convey.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

I understand "a while"! I'm a Time Lord! I have...all sorts of time knowledge!

And it won't take a while if we get started right away!

[thepiemaker-ned.livejournal.com]

But...

[Plane = Big. For definition of how big. Please read BIG. With BIG LETTERS. Of BIG. Ned's not doing a very good job in trying to explain this.]

[loishabiba.livejournal.com]

[Lois is having a wander of the plane, attempting to make a little sense of it. And then she spots legs which upon further investigation appear to have a man attached to them!]

Hello?

[thepiemaker-ned.livejournal.com]

[sits up hurriedly]

Uh, hi. Sorry.

[loishabiba.livejournal.com]

Sorry, no. Am I disturbing you? I was just walking around and well, I thought I'd say hello.

[thepiemaker-ned.livejournal.com]

No, that's fine. I was just...

[He quickly tucks his clue book into his inner pocket]

Stuff.

[Eyetwitch.]

[loishabiba.livejournal.com]

[Shoots him a disbelieving look.]

Right. Stuff.

I'm Lois, by the way.

[thepiemaker-ned.livejournal.com]

[Hooray for nervous smiles!]

I'm Ned.

[No touchy transformation go! You'll forgive him if he doesn't shake hands.]

[loishabiba.livejournal.com]

[Raises a hand to give an awkward sort of wave.]

Nice to meet you, Ned.

Are you reading?

[thepiemaker-ned.livejournal.com]

Not really.

... Though it's not really 'not really' it's more like 'no'.

Uh... Can I help you with anything?

[loishabiba.livejournal.com]

No. No, sorry. Sorry I just... I thought I'd say hello to a few people. Just I'm new around here and I don't know it very well and, well, I'm trying to get used to it all, get my head around it, you know?

[thepiemaker-ned.livejournal.com]

[Awkward but friendly smile.] I understand. This place can... be a little intimidating.

[He bounces a little on his feet. Not cheerfully, more of the 'trying to remove some tension' way.]

I'm new around here too. It's kind of nice to meet someone who's sharing my experience.

[ooc: sorry 'bout the late backtag!]

[loishabiba.livejournal.com]

It's just a bit... well I suppose it's a bit unexpected, you know?

Yes it's sort of... overwhelming, isn't it?

[ooc: no probs!]