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realityshifted2010-01-25 09:55 pm
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06. Variables
[Everyone's favourite Time Lord Founder has, one again, decided to grace the Plane with his presence. Only... something is not quite right about him now. For one thing, he's not wearing the heavy robes of his station -- rather, he has a set of loose robes that look eerily similar to those that the students of the Academy wear. He also look completely baffled as to how he managed to get here at all, and is slowly turning a circle, staring at the 'sky'.]
If this is your idea of a practical joke, Rassilon, I'm not impressed. If I miss my Chronological Studies lecture, Cardinal Luvis is going to have my hide; you know he's been looking for any reason to have me expelled.
[His words are spoken in a crisp, if very archaic, Capitoline accent.]
...Rassilon? I'm sure devising a way to teleport me into someone's observatory is amusing to you, but it is growing old rather quickly.
[When no response is forthcoming, 'Omega' begins to look worried, and glances around, noting the random collection of structures on the Plane. This is definitely not an observatory.]
I don't even-- Rass?
[OOC: Experiment time! Omega has been regressed into his 130-year-old self called Peylix, fresh from receiving his failing 'omega' grade and still a few years from graduating the Academy. He's still a brilliant scientist, but is mostly known for the grade he received and his dangerous ideas, and as a result, is much less sure of himself than he eventually will be. (He also really doesn't like to be called Omega.) Have fun traumatising him! >3]
If this is your idea of a practical joke, Rassilon, I'm not impressed. If I miss my Chronological Studies lecture, Cardinal Luvis is going to have my hide; you know he's been looking for any reason to have me expelled.
[His words are spoken in a crisp, if very archaic, Capitoline accent.]
...Rassilon? I'm sure devising a way to teleport me into someone's observatory is amusing to you, but it is growing old rather quickly.
[When no response is forthcoming, 'Omega' begins to look worried, and glances around, noting the random collection of structures on the Plane. This is definitely not an observatory.]
I don't even-- Rass?
[OOC: Experiment time! Omega has been regressed into his 130-year-old self called Peylix, fresh from receiving his failing 'omega' grade and still a few years from graduating the Academy. He's still a brilliant scientist, but is mostly known for the grade he received and his dangerous ideas, and as a result, is much less sure of himself than he eventually will be. (He also really doesn't like to be called Omega.) Have fun traumatising him! >3]

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But you know you'll succeed in the end. That helps, doesn't it? I mean, people are gonna look up to you!
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It does, yes. It's... more than I could hope for.
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Ohh, sorry! I'm Oliver, by the way. [offers a hand--not a usual greeting for Oliver, but this bloke seems pretty formal] And welcome to the Astral Plane! You haven't met the other you here yet, have you?
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So has anyone told you the basics about the Plane yet?
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But going back and forth is easy! If you think about home, you'll go back there. Think about here, and you'll come back. Just like that. [snaps]
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That is useful.
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But it's part of the fun of the Plane, really--getting to meet all these people you never would've known otherwise. Like you! I never thought I'd meet another Time Lord.
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Gallifreyans recognise each other by our mental presence, if you will. You don't have one. I suppose you could be shielding very heavily, but I thought it doubtful.
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