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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.]

Comments

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Yeah, yeah.

There's adventure in getting covered in smelly goo?

[soimpressive.livejournal.com]

Not necessarily. But [you can practically hear the quotes] "smelly goo" is frequently a part of the process.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

I've noticed. But I tend to forget, unless I'm covered in goo.

[soimpressive.livejournal.com]

Must be one of those things.

Anyway, I'd be gone by now if this hadn't happened. The planet was a bust.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

At least you got to travel.

[soimpressive.livejournal.com]

[asdf he looks so pleased with himself] Yep.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[Awwwwwwwwww] Good! Did you chuck Mickey in the mud, yet?

[soimpressive.livejournal.com]

Only once.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

You should try it again.

[soimpressive.livejournal.com]

I would, but he's in the TARDIS.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Sorta makes me wish I could be there, so I could do it.

[soimpressive.livejournal.com]

Don't think he'd appreciate that.