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[bit_impossible]

[when the Sphere turns on, it appears as though it's caught him in the middle of a bath, water dripping off his wet hair onto naked shoulders. only, a moment later, the Sphere pulls back a little to reveal a large length of silken brown, blue, and white striped fabric that once was his tie set around something that looks suspiciously like a blue tea cup. in fact, it is, especially if the giant tea spoon peeking out from underneath the tie and the giant tin filled with English Breakfast tea is any indication.

in truth, he's not exactly sure what he thinks about being able to take a bath in his tea cup. he'd rather be drinking his tea, not sitting in the water he intended to use for it. from the displeased expression on his face, he's rather annoyed at the Sphere for catching him in his current predicament. he doesn't bother to mention Ganymede; he's already made his complaints to the Captain.]

Well, I can definitely say I've never done this before. Can check it off my list--though, I'll have to add it to the list then check it off. [mutters] And I've never worn my tie like that before...

[he sighs, slinging his wet arms over the edge of the tea cup, his feet poking up out of the water on the other side.] This new height is very inconvenient. I wanted to modify my Sphere today, but I can't even carry my sonic screwdriver without help. [from off-screen, there's a little squeak, the tone robotic and tinny, followed by a couple others.] Yes, yes, I know you have a job to do, but you're helping me out! That's your job for right now.

Anyway, where was I? [pauses for a moment, running a hand through his hair and ignoring the continued squeaks of protest from off-screen.] Oh yes, being inconvenienced. I rather think that's a theme Ganymede likes to use in these games of his. Orion does a good enough job dabbling in them himself, though he plays those off as us doing him a favour, or us needing to do something so he can help us. Fat lot of good he's been so far. Let him on-board and his father'll turn up dead again--and where will our answers be then? At the end of another black hole?

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[oliverplus]

[stares for a moment--then gives up and bursts out laughing]

[bit_impossible]

[he just stares back, very unamused.] Yes, yes, have your laughs, Oliver Day.

[oliverplus]

And I thought I was smaller than most of us! Just how small are you!?

[bit_impossible]

From the looks of things, and judging how well I can fit in my tea cup, I'd say about fifteen centimetres, give or take a millimetre or two.

[oliverplus]

[stare, jaw dropping slightly] I'm like twice as big as you!

[bit_impossible]

[just...covers his face. he didn't realise he was that small compared to his companion.]

[hisoldgirl]

[ah hah! there you are, Doctor. the TARDIS has been looking for you everywhere. her head peeks into the kitchen -- from a decidedly lower angle than it probably should be -- before she disappears. when she comes back, her appearance is accompanied by scaping and quiet grunts, until she's able to move the stool into a position that lets her look over the countertop.

unlike you, Doctor, she could give a whit her clothes no longer fit]

Doctor. I have been searching for you.

[bit_impossible]

[his eyes widen slightly from how different her voice sounds to him, and he just about plugs his ears. though when he speaks, he'll sound like he's been inhaling helium.] Softer, old girl. Not so loud.

So you've gone down in size as well--[notices that she's completely naked]--and haven't bothered to redress yourself, I see.

[hisoldgirl]

[completely ignores that second part, opting instead to grab the teacup and draw it closer. she does lower her voice, however]

Why are you in a teacup?

[bit_impossible]

...I couldn't let the hot water go to waste. I was going to drink my tea through a straw, but I couldn't find a straw, nor could my new little friends over there. [he points at his tie, and a mechanical mouse tail flickers from underneath the fabric.]

[hisoldgirl]

Why did you not simply call for my assistance? I would have aided you. [looks over, tugging the tie off the counter and exposing the mice] ...I did not know those existed on the ship.

[bit_impossible]

[rubs the back of his neck and mutters] I...was embarrassed.

You know, I didn't either. Funny that. I found them underneath the refrigerator. Ah, and could you leave the tie on the counter? That's currently the only clothing I've got that'll fit me in some capacity.

[hellcommander.livejournal.com]

Are you one of the ones who fucking bitched?

[bit_impossible]

No, I just thought I'd wake up like this one day. See things from a different perspective.

[hellcommander.livejournal.com]

I should come step on you! This is your fuckin' fault, jerk!

[bit_impossible]

If you've cared to notice, I'm not the only one like this. And the Captain's never liked me--sad truth in the universe, really--so this could very well be him punishing me more because he damned well felt like it!

[hellcommander.livejournal.com]

So more than one person bitched! Che, fucking stupid to piss off the guy with our lives in his crazy fucking hands.

[bit_impossible]

At least he's finally reacting to what we're doing instead of outright ignoring us.

[lolitatrap.livejournal.com]

Does he have the answers?

[bit_impossible]

One would think he does. If he doesn't, there's Orion.

[shoutsforearth.livejournal.com]

[trying so, so hard not to laugh]

[bit_impossible]

[sighs and waves a hand, splashing some water out of his cup.] Go on, get it out. I don't need a thought bubble to see that you're just dying to say something.

[shoutsforearth.livejournal.com]

[bursts out laughing, then!] You. Look. So silly!

[bit_impossible]

Yes, yes, yes, I've gotten that from Oliver.

[shoutsforearth.livejournal.com]

Well, come on, Spaceman, it needs to be said!