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[didorothy]

[Sam Tyler is not daft. Really. Even if he appears on the plane holding a paper out, as if expecting it to disappear. He sets the paper down, staring at it intently, before vanishing off the plane and reappearing to check if it’s still there. It is, and everyone can see it. Next, he tries this with a particularly ugly lamp which (if the clothing doesn’t give it away) certainly tells you exactly which era Sam is stuck in. When he experiments on this with his beloved television, he drags it back home immediately rather than risk losing it. Then he brings along a chair and a radio. He sits on the former, hand over mouth, thinking for a moment. He fiddles with the radio, but only gets the sound of machinery under very fuzzy reception. Finally, he appears empty handed, fingers curled as if he was holding someone’s wrist. Chris, apparently, cannot be dragged onto the astral plane]

Hm.

[Sam immediately flips out his notepad and starts writing things down]

Comments

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

[common sense? what common sense?]

What are you doing with all that?

[didorothy]

Well, hello, Akigo! Had a good run the other day? I'm experimenting. Compiling facts, noting details, and, hopefully, coming closer to the truth. You can see all these things, then?

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

[smiling cheerfully, as if not realizing Sam might be a little annoyed] I sure did! There's nothing like a nice run to clear your lungs.

And yeah, I see them! I hope you haven't tried bringing any buildings yet. [wanders over to poke at the radio, turning on but then off again when he hears the static]

[didorothy]

[I'll get you, my pretty! gives him a Look] I'm not going to give up.

But! That is for some other time. For now... [adds to his notes] ...I could bring in a building??

[dwellonschemes.livejournal.com]

Ah, I see you are just as eager to test things as I am. It is curious, isn't it, that I can see those items now? I never see such things when I return back to England of 1899.

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

[just smiles wider, nodding] That's what those twins told me. They said we could bring in anything, of any size.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

...the hell you up to now, Tyler?

[didorothy]

Not at all? No, I guess not. Do you want to look at some of them? [holds up the radio for him] Can't recieve much of anything, here.

[didorothy]

My God. That could be disasterous.

[didorothy]

Investigating, Guv! [nudges the paper with his foot] You see that, don't you? Even though I'm not holding it, even though you wouldn't be able to see it in Manchester. Which means that this place follows different rules.

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

I know. I'm not too eager to try it out.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

Okay, and your point? I knew you liked pushing paper, Gladys, but that's a bit much, don't you think?

[didorothy]

I'd prefer to take their word on it, myself.

[didorothy]

The point is that if this follows different rules with these items, then it might follow different rules on other things. We've got to get to know our surroundings, Guv. We don't want to be on unfamiliar territory if things go wrong.

[papillon-hante.livejournal.com]

[ Aaaaand this will be Yuyuko, taking a physical form and prodding at the lamp ] What is this creature~? Is it edible?

It even has a tail~. [ As she waggles the electric cord around ]

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

I still wouldn't mind bringing in a few small things no one needs. This place looks nice, but it's a little boring.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

[just looks at him, lips pursed, then disappears, only to reappear a few minutes later in the Cortina, out of which he steps to lean against her roof] Well now! This definitely spices things up a bit, doesn't it, Dorothy?

[didorothy]

[that would be Sam staring at you, Gene. So of course he goes to do what he does best - act creepy, an act executed in this situation by feeling up the car to make sure it's real. Then he looks at Gene, eyebrows raised] But Guv, there's nothing for you to crash into here.

[didorothy]

It's a bit repetative, yeah. We could, I don't know, set up a place to sit and talk? The radio doesn't work, so I doubt the telly would either. Aren't exactly any walls to hang paintings on, though.

[didorothy]

No! No, that's a lamp. [takes the cord and shows her the plug] You put this into an electrical outlet, and that makes this [taps the lightbulb] produce light.

[papillon-hante.livejournal.com]

[ Ommmm~ And suddenly Yuyuko has glowing cheeks. Unfortunately, lightbulbs aren't tasty, so she retreats and stares at it instead. ]

A candle without a flame, then? What strange things will humans come up with next~?

[theguv.livejournal.com]

I do not crash, you nonce bastard. [cuffs Sam upside the head] And don't touch her. She's not here for your 'investigation,' Tyler. She's just better to look at that your bloody paper trail.

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

That sounds good! I'd like to donate to the cause, but I don't own any furniture in the first place. If I ever do get my hands on anything, I'll bring it here!

[didorothy]

[considers that an affectionate cuffing] You just brought your car here to look at, then?

[didorothy]

Anything to make it more interesting would work, I think.