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[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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....what did you do?

And God, you smell.

What makes you think I did anything?

Well, for one, you're you.

I might have rope. How much do you need?

[Have a Wild Road!Cy making faces at you.] Don't 'spect me to lick that, Thunderpants.

[raises eyebrows]

For what, precisely? I'd think a show would be more adequate.

Very astute.

Actually, I had nothing to do with it. One of the islands must have shifted in the night.

Rope? I think I can get sopme from th' hangman...

Thanks! --wait. That's an insult, isn't it?

Why were you parked on shifting islands, then?

[tired, somewhat pale Doctor reporting in] Lose something in the swamp?

What did you do?

I'm assuming soap and water are also part of future plans, as soon as you're done with the rope?

[this smug grin is your answer, Rose]

It's where I happened to land.

About twenty meters, if you've got it. More is fine, less... [shakes his head]

[pinches a glop of mud between his fingers and sniffs, then makes a face] I would never.

For hauling the TARDIS out of it. [sheepish] The mud jammed the door, so I can't get back in.

[--hmmmmph] Not on, Doctor.

Sounds like something you'd do.

That'd be fantastic, thanks.

[Nine takes stock of this and gives him a look] Oh, you could say that.

I can look. Be back in a moment. [Drops off of the plane, them comes back with a large coil of rope] Hopefully this will be enough.

Landed in a no-parking zone, evidently.

Yep. But unless I decide to settle for a bucket and sponge, I've got to get the TARDIS out first.

[frowns] Get her out of where? What happened?

[Rumbles.] S' a good thing. Find some pepper pots to dangle over dinner?

...so what has become of me?

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