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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?

Comments

[hisoldgirl]

I enjoy being able to run with you, as well. [woohoo door is open lalala in they go~]

[bit_impossible]

Hmmm, surprise, surprise, there's nothing here. [cups his hands over his mouth and shouts] Hello! [unfortunately, his voice doesn't echo as well as he hopes.]

[hisoldgirl]

[awwwwwwww cute little gerbil voice~] Should I inspect further?

[bit_impossible]

Might as well since we're here.

[hisoldgirl]

Splendid. [and they're off! with the TARDIS calling out at random intevals herself to see if she can get an answer. have fun with the ringing, there]

[bit_impossible]

[has plugged his ears and tries not to wince...and fails. he's wincing.]

[hisoldgirl]

Doctor? Are you well?

[bit_impossible]

[sorry, the ringing in his ears is something fierce!] What?

[hisoldgirl]

[louder] Are you well?

[bit_impossible]

[winces again, damnit!] Ow, TARDIS, not so loud! Just...give me a minute, will you?

[hisoldgirl]

Ah, forgive me. [and she goes silent, looking sullen]

[bit_impossible]

[aww, now he feels bad for reprimanding her--but he waits until the ringing in his ears has fallen to a minimum until he speaks again.] I'm sorry, old girl. Your voice is a lot louder than mine and my ears can only handle so much.

[hisoldgirl]

[she's still all pouty, but she nods] Shall I not speak, then?

[bit_impossible]

You can talk, sure. But your voice is so much louder to me this size. Did I ever play that film Honey, I Shrunk the Kids?

[hisoldgirl]

No. I do not believe you have.

[bit_impossible]

No?! I'll have to play it for you sometime! Well, anyway, I brought that up because the kids, like the title says, shrink to the size of ants--no! Smaller than ants! And there's a part where their dog barks and it nearly blows them away the sound's so loud.

[hisoldgirl]

Even with the size difference, a dog's bark does not expend so much energy as to generate a wind of such substantial speed and power. Dogs bark at insects daily and those insects are not thrown about because of it. What you have stated is an illogical scenario.

[bit_impossible]

No, no, I didn't mean 'blow' in the sense of what the wind would do to a leaf. I meant it like--well, come to think of it, I might be remembering the film wrong, could be something else I'm thinking of. [frowns]

But my point still stands. Well, you haven't physically blown me over with the sound of your voice, although my ear drums beg to differ.

[hisoldgirl]

Then I will attempt to be quieter, at least.

[bit_impossible]

Thank you, old girl. [smiles]

Well, at least your calling proved that once again, this place is entirely void of anything interesting.

[hisoldgirl]

So it would seem.

Perhaps we should simply head back. It would seem we are not to find answers today.

[bit_impossible]

[sighs, resting his head on her arm] Yeah, we should.

Ohh! Now that you're with me, and much bigger than myself obviously, maybe you could make me a cuppa? [looks up at her with an eager face. could you deny such a look?]

[hisoldgirl]

A cuppa? [gives him a look, but smiles, carrying him back toward their suite] I will attempt one, yes.

[bit_impossible]

[grins] And just think, make one cup, and I'll be set for the rest of the day! Well, I might ask if you could reheat it.

[hisoldgirl]

Just so long as you do not swim in it again, Doctor.