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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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[hisoldgirl]

I had not considered that. [looks around for her own sphere -- which is hovering quite a ways above her head] I cannot reach it, Doctor.

[bit_impossible]

No? [whistles to his and it zooms within arm's reach of him.] Use mine instead.

[hisoldgirl]

[gives him an odd look] Mine is significantly more stubborn. It never does as I ask. [and now she's searching for schematics and! nothing] Cruel, resentful ship! Why will you not assist me?

[bit_impossible]

I've...come to an understanding with mine... [more like he's tinkered with it enough times.]

[though, he isn't surprised to see that the ship's not allowing them to show.]

Perhaps Ganymede's removed them from the system entirely.

[hisoldgirl]

I see. [note to self: tinker more]

To what purpose? No, it needs no answer. [sighs] I suppose there is nothing for it, then. We need simply explore.

[bit_impossible]

In that case, I say we go down. Haven't gone down in a while.

[hisoldgirl]

That can be easily accomplished. [and off they go!]

[bit_impossible]

[wonders if he'll get used to the being handled in such a manner.]

At least it's you carrying me around like this.

[hisoldgirl]

Would it bother you were it another?

[bit_impossible]

I'd only allow two other people, and they both think my situation is quite...humbling. [can't quite admit that they both laughed incredibly hard; his pride's been hurt enough as it is.]

[hisoldgirl]

Oh? And who are these others?

[bit_impossible]

Oliver and Donna.

[hisoldgirl]

[makes an indelicate noise]

I still do not approve.

[bit_impossible]

No? Why not?

[hisoldgirl]

Because it is my purpose to carry you. Not theirs.

[bit_impossible]

Your purpose yes, but the fact remains that I would still trust them to.

[hisoldgirl]

More than me?

[bit_impossible]

...If you want proof of that, just think about who I'm letting carry me now. [presses back into her, glancing up at her face.]

[hisoldgirl]

[smiles, looking down, and then kisses his forehead] This is true.

[bit_impossible]

[smiles up at her. definitely is interesting to be kissed by such a big pair of lips, but he enjoys the gesture nonetheless.] So long as you don't start thinking of me as your little bunny rabbit and name me George, we'll be golden.

[hisoldgirl]

[just ... blinks at you]

[bit_impossible]

Erm, never mind. Let's continue on down, shall we?

[hisoldgirl]

Of course.

[and down, down they go which sounds really dirty now I think on it]

[bit_impossible]

[that's half the fun~. and soon enough, they reach level 11, or rather the entrance to it from level 12.]

Oh hello...what have we got here?

[hisoldgirl]

[naughty girl -- er, boy and so they do!]

How very curious.