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[soimpressive.livejournal.com]

[Nine appears on the plane mid-step, more or less covered in stinking swamp muck from the waist down. He shakes some off his right foot with a squelching noise and wrinkles his nose]

Let's make this quick. Anyone got a rope?

[ooc: No, I don't just love soaking Nine with strange substances. |D His boundaries have been widened, and he has gone planet-hopping in search of Daleks. For the past few days, he's been poking around floating swamp villages on a relatively undeveloped planet. The TARDIS? Was parked where two islands had floated together. Guess what, they floated apart.]

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[soimpressive.livejournal.com]

Well, not lost, so much as... sunk.

The TARDIS.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Oh! Well, erm, I did that once. I suppose it was bound to happen eventually.

[soimpressive.livejournal.com]

Did you?

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Yep! Tried to take Martha out for a nice breakfast and I accidentally landed on this mud bank. And it, erm, slipped into the water.

[soimpressive.livejournal.com]

Well, I feel less like an idiot.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

You're in good company.