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[There is a new strange little building on the Plane! Anyone who wishes to examine it can see it's made of plain tan brick with oxidized-copper-colored accents at the windows and doors. It's styled in a very organic, free-flowing, art-nouveau style, with stained glass windows. Really, it's quite lovely, in a simple way.

There is, helpfully, a large bronze plaque just next to the front door, which in large ornate engraved letters, clearly identifies it as THE PRINCESS DOROTHY GALE'S MAGICAL LABORATORY AND EDUCATION CENTRE. In smaller letters underneath, it adds a lovely image of entwined poppy flowers, and the words WALK-INS WELCOME.

Inside there are some winding stairways leading upwards and downwards, but just past those to the right is a great room that is as inviting as it is lovely.

Maybe it's so inviting because there's the smell of warm, freshly-baked muffins coming from inside? Apparently the Princess herself is baking. You should probably go in and get some before the Master shows up and gets HONGRY and noms them all in a super-creepy nomming rampage.]

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[ Whoa. This place is new... or looks that way, anyhow. Sefton stands outside for a good while, reading the sign and fighting with himself over going inside. He wants to explore such an odd little place, but if someone else is inside...

He hesitates, then eventually pushes in the door. While exploring around, it isn't until the smell hits him that he realizes someone is in here. Giving the stairs an interested look, he peers in the room past them to get a peek at who might be inside so that he can avoid them.

Standard Sefton disclaimer applies. ]

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

[Inside the room, setting a platter of muffins out on a table, is Dorothy. Since she's been waiting all day for people to come in, she's rather excited that somebody actually, you know, HAS. Smiling, she waves him over]

Come in, come in! Oh, I'm glad to see at least somebody's interested. Have a muffin, take a seat. I'm glad you've stopped by, I was startin' to get worried nobody was gonna show to the... well, the Grand Opening, so to speak, though it's not very grand at all. Just the kind that comes with muffins. Muffin-grand. Not that that's not good, 'cuz it is! Oh, I'm all excited now. What's your name, dear?

[polarization]

[ The excited stream of words has Sefton grasping for a foothold in the conversation, and the last question is the only one he wouldn't want to answer. So he simply stares for a moment while trying to figure out what else to say. ]

... Grand opening?

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

Well, yeah! See, those wishing stars that were all over before, the ones that left all that gold dust everywhere? Well I knew what they were right away-- of course I did, not like I've never seen a wishing star before-- so I took one up, and started wishin' for useful things, like World Peace and an end to hunger, and all that. But none of it worked, I guess on account of the Plane can't handle stuff that isn't on it, so I had to wish for somethin' a little less useful.

[she gestures around her at the room]

So I wished for a place I could work on my magic on the Plane where it wouldn't disturb anybody else, 'cept of course for people who wanted to be disturbed by it, and they're always welcome. And the Plane gave me this! Thought I might give some classes to people who're interested in learning the basics, so I'm havin' this little Open House, so to speak. Muffin?

[she holds out the tray, smiling. Apparently she is pretty excited about the whole idea.]

[polarization]

You've seen wishing stars before? [ He considers the tray, then sighs to himself and simply leans against the door frame. ] You want to teach people magic.

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

Well, sure. Fairly standard sorta thing, where I'm from.

[she places the tray back down on the table and takes a seat in a big comfortably-stuffed but appropriately ornate armchair]

I've been tossin' the idea around pretty much since I got here. There's an awful lot of scientist-types waltzin' around on the Plane, thought it might be a good idea to balance that out a little. And I'm not gonna teach any of the dangerous stuff, anyway, just the basics. Y'know, floating small objects, making stuff disappear, self-defense. Nothin' that could hurt anybody.

[polarization]

Oh... right.

[ Secretly, he's thinking how cool it might be to know magic. But, alas, he's pretty sure that he is not actually magic, so there goes that. ] S' that kinda thing normal for you?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[HE IS NOT GOING TO BE CREEPY. HE WILL BE PERFECTLY NORMAL.

For a super-hungry Time Lord.

In fact, to prove this, the first thing he'll say will have nothing to do with muffins!]

I can't believe you put 'Princess' on the plaque.

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

And I can't believe you tried to blow up the Doctor while I was in the room, so I guess we're even.

[NOT IN THE LEAST FOOLED, Dorothy brings him a couple of muffins. They are lemon poppyseed. Also, delicious.]

Really, I just thought it sounded better. Like someone who knows what they're doing. And it's not disingenuous, it's the truth, so why not?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Were you in the room? I was only trying to kill him.

[Oh look, he just swallowed that first muffin in one go. But he does finish chewing before he speaks!]

Now, Princess, how can I possibly bring myself to stop addressing you properly if you keep that up? It's like you're encouraging it!

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

He was in the TARDIS! High Lord Crankypants and I were both there. Should've seen us scramble.

[Apparently this is her new name for Omega! But she doesn't seem much more than "mildly peeved" about it, strangely.]

I'd never do such a thing. [but she's smiling, so who knows?] Chew your food before you swallow it, you'll choke yourself.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

I nearly killed Lord Omega? Damn. If we're to do things parallel, I'm to get Rassilon, not him.

[completely ignoring the foreshadowing, the Master downs another muffin]

Respiratory bypass. It's a lifesaver.

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

You realize I don't understand a thing you just said to me, don't you?

[oh, who are they kidding. Dorothy just goes to get the whole damn tray.]

Handy trick! Are your stomachs bigger on the inside too?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

If they were, everyone on Gallirey would likely have started. Can't even get proper scones there. That planet will not be missed.

[this time, he takes TWO bites to eat the muffin]

You do know Rassilon, don't you? He only has his name on everything he possibly could name after himself.

[flawless-genius.livejournal.com]

[The word 'magical' catches his attention and he stops to read the sign. After a moment, he opens the door and goes inside with Aya riding on his shoulder. Inside, he decides to follow the smell of the muffins. Better to have something to eat before he does some serious exploring after all.]

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

[The Doctor, when he allows himself to enjoy anything, enjoys lovely, simple things, which is what draws him to the building in the first place, aside from it being something new; the plaque intrigues him, of course, and he's not one to refuse an intriguing invitation

he admires the interior for a moment before quickly ascending the stairs, and follows the delightful scent from there

when he spots Dorothy, he gives her a warmly amused smile] I've never known you to use that title...

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

[Dorothy, pleased to see a familiar face, brings him a muffin with a wry smile]

I don't like it; not really. It's just got an air of, y'know, somebody who knows what they're talkin' about. And I do! So it's not like I'm lying, or anything.

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

Thank you! [nibbles on the muffin while she speaks] That depends on the sort of princess, really, but I do see your point.

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

Well, it just so happens that this princess really does know what she's talkin' about, so it works out alright in the end. What d'you think of the place?

[she gestures around the room] It's like they just plucked it up out of the Emerald City itself and plopped it down in the middle of the Plane for me. I daresay it's the first nice thing the Plane's ever done for me.

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

[his eyes widened at that, even as he nibbles; he'd assumed she'd brought it herself] It's lovely - suits you very well, I think.

[then, a faint pout] Meeting me wasn't a nice thing?

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

Oh, meeting you was more of a matter of serendipity than anything the Plane had a purposeful hand in, I'd say. Not to say I'm complaining, mind you. I think making friends here is about the only thing it's good for.

[she ponders that for a second] Well, that, and giving me the opportunity to have a few classes, teach some people something useful. Would you be interested, do you think? It's free!

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

[immediate grin] That's all right, then.

[and now he looks intrigued] Oh?

[bytwo.livejournal.com]

[River appears to think that this is worth investigating, thus the crazy psychic ballerina girl wandering through your strange new building.

Obviously, she gets lost and distracted several times before she finally follows the muffins. Muffiiiiins. And stopping in the doorway, a little uncertainly.]

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

[Muffins are an entirely valid motivator for just about anything. Dorothy is 100% certain on this. That is why she baked them in the first place, and put them on a pretty platter and set them out in the little room for people to nom upon.

This is also why she's in there, waiting for people to come and nom them.]

Oh! Well, come in, come in, don't be shy! Have a muffin, dear, they're lemon poppyseed.

[bytwo.livejournal.com]

Okay.

[As invited, she takes a muffin in her hands, but leaves it cupped between them for the moment. FOR IN A FEW MINUTES. She has remembered something very important that needs to be acknowledged first.]

Hi.

[Namely, manners and greetings.]