Oliver Day (
oliverplus) wrote in
realityshifted2009-12-06 02:33 pm
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[stares at the sights around him, mouth wide open. for a moment, just turns in a slow circle, taking it all in]
Wow! I mean...wow! [his shock begins to shift to excitement, his features lighting up eagerly] Where is... [calls] Doctor! Doctor, I know you're out there somewhere. I don't know how you did it, but...look at this place! [waves his hands, as if somehow indicating the details of his surroundings. he does at least have the presence of mind to wave at the bar specifically] And what is that doing in space? Or wherever this is! It's space, but...[stomps on the ground a bit]...definitely not.
[frowns thoughtfully as he continues to look around] I thought... [trails off, then starts again, to himself] I mean, I saw this before, but I thought... [scratches his head] But it was the same... Was that not a dream?
[looks up again, his excitement giving way to confusion and a small note of concern] Doctor, come on. Where is this, and why are we here? What am I doing here...
[pauses, then smiles wryly] If this is some big accident, you are going to have to tell me eventually, you know!
Wow! I mean...wow! [his shock begins to shift to excitement, his features lighting up eagerly] Where is... [calls] Doctor! Doctor, I know you're out there somewhere. I don't know how you did it, but...look at this place! [waves his hands, as if somehow indicating the details of his surroundings. he does at least have the presence of mind to wave at the bar specifically] And what is that doing in space? Or wherever this is! It's space, but...[stomps on the ground a bit]...definitely not.
[frowns thoughtfully as he continues to look around] I thought... [trails off, then starts again, to himself] I mean, I saw this before, but I thought... [scratches his head] But it was the same... Was that not a dream?
[looks up again, his excitement giving way to confusion and a small note of concern] Doctor, come on. Where is this, and why are we here? What am I doing here...
[pauses, then smiles wryly] If this is some big accident, you are going to have to tell me eventually, you know!

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What if it wasn't?
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Whoa, hey! [and he can't help but ask] Are you like, the cheshire cat of the place? Where is this?
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Do you really want to know? [eyes him, looking Oliver up and down. hmm.] Interesting clothes. What kind of material is this?
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[raises an eyebrow at him] Wouldn't you want to? [and that question totally caught him off-guard] Uh...I don't know. Synthetics, I guess.
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So what was that about synthetics? Doesn't look or feel like any kind I've ever seen.
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[Sebastian walks up to Oliver, keeping his cheery smile, and holds out his hand] I rather suspect that all of this is on purpose as far as someone is concerned, though it isn't me. How do you do?
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[shakes his hand] Hey, nice to meet you. You don't happen to know who's doing this or why, do you?
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As far as I can tell, one person in charge is a very pretty woman with rather distressing taste in clothing - her name is Meredith Sault - and then we also have a pair of twins who look a bit like those china doll figures one of Julia's admirers sent her from Germany. Ghastly things, the dolls, but the twins are less unsettling. I couldn't say why. I think it's their experiment.
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I'm Oliver, by the way. [there might be the implication of a question in that. the more you say, the more curious you're making him--although part of him is thinking, "wait, people actually talk like that regularly?"]
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So what has you calling for a doctor?
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[scratches his head; sheepishly] Oh, not a Doctor. The Doctor. You...uh...don't happen to know him, do you?
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Do you mean you think she must be from my world? Are people here from all sorts of worlds?
Oh! I'm Oliver, by the way! You?
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