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[forever-noble.livejournal.com]

[now arriving on the Plane is a nicely dressed ginger-haired woman who takes one look at where she is, gasps, and screws her eyes shut]

Oh. My. God. I'm in the middle of outer space! Again! [but something in the back of her mind tells her to stop being so ridiculous; if she really is, she'd be dead by now and she certainly doesn't feel dead, and besides, didn't see meet someone in a place like it not too long ago?] Ohhh, when I get my hands on that woman and those creepy Wonder Twins...

[and speaking of hands, she feels around for a chair she swears she saw when her eyes were open and--ah ha! she finds it and quickly has a seat, her hands holding the edge of the seat tight.] All right. [takes a breath] Let's think about this. There's no way this is really outer space. It just can't. [she takes a peek out of one eye then slowly opens the other. slowly:] Okay...that's better. I think.

[louder now because she needs to focus on something else for the time being before she goes mad. or becomes ill. whichever comes first.] Right! I want some answers and not from that cow. Come on, there's got to be somebody sane around here!

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[oliverplus]

[when he hears yelling, being Oliver, he decides to head in that direction. comes up to Donna with a friendly smile] New here, I take it?

[forever-noble.livejournal.com]

[waves a hand dismissively] Nah, I've always been here and only just now decided to say something about it. Of course I'm new! Who are you?

[oliverplus]

[laughs] Whoa, okay! Calm down. I'm Oliver. [waves] How 'bout you? Oh, and welcome to the Astral Plane! [gestures theatrically at their surroundings]

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

You may want to start by asking a question or two first if you want answers.

[forever-noble.livejournal.com]

All right then, let's start with who you are and where I am.

[a little softer] ...And do you ever get used to the feeling of falling even though your feet are on the ground?

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

[folding her arms across her front] I am Romanadvoratrelundar, President of Gallifrey and all of her dominions. And you are in a place known only as the Astral Plane.

[and now with just the faintest of smiles] I do but it all varies from being to being.

[lamb_of_gold]

What sort of answers?

[forever-noble.livejournal.com]

[opens her mouth to ask something, but is distracted by this new person's looks] Is your hair really that colour?

[lamb_of_gold]

[oy] It is.

[le-traitre.livejournal.com]

{...he had papers in that chair...}

Madame, you are absolutely fine, I assure you.

[forever-noble.livejournal.com]

[papers, what papers? she's keeping them warm in any case~]

Ohh, hello there. [grins; what lovely manners!] Who might you be?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[theatrical head-in-hands] I'll never be able to escape you, will I, Miss Noble?

[forever-noble.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry, what? How do you know my name?

[squints her eyes at him] Hold on, you look familiar...

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

[grinning hugely]

Now, that's an attitude I can get behind. Hello, there! Don't think you'll like the answers you get when you get 'em, though, if you don't mind me saying so.

[forever-noble.livejournal.com]

[can't help smiling back at that assessment. she doesn't get that reaction that often]

Is that right? And why not, uh...? [she trails off, searching for this new person's name]

[polarization]

[ Ask and ye shall sort of receive. ]

You can go back by thinking 'bout it.

[forever-noble.livejournal.com]

No way, it can't be that simple.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Donna?

[forever-noble.livejournal.com]

About time you got here! I was starting to wonder if you'd--[she stops, and considers his expression] What's that look for?

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[waves] Hello! Wouldn't say I'm an expert on sanity, but I might be able to help you out with a few answers!

[forever-noble.livejournal.com]

[she smiles a bit] Can you really? All right then, sunshine, let's try your name. Who are you?

[yetiwillspeak.livejournal.com]

[Emilia can just sense that there might be a bit of a language barrier here but oh well...] Ye with a sane answer for this blessed insanity?

[forever-noble.livejournal.com]

[blinks] Huh? Can you repeat that?

late what.

[kirk-it.livejournal.com]

[Jim is drawn by your impressive cleavage vocal abilities.]

That's probably relative, but I like to think I fall into that category.

late is just fine by me! :Db

[forever-noble.livejournal.com]

I hope you mean the sane category and not the alternative.