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[bit_impossible]

[when the Sphere clicks on, it shows very little, actually, with the exception of the steel supports holding up the floor above. the Doctor certainly isn't visible from the Sphere's perspective. actually, the device is quite lost and only once he speaks is it able to hone in on his echoing voice, showing nothing more than a pale figure. the light in the maintenance bay is as dim and bad as he remembers, but thankfully, he can see pretty damn well in the dark.]

Hmmm, so this is as far as I can go, huh? [smirks to himself and heads back towards the stairwell leading back up to level 11.] Heh, good to know. At least there isn't another hole like the last time. [stops randomly, stooping over to pick up a piece of metal, the bolts still attached to the ends. he frowns, wondering what happened to the machine it once was a part of. or rather where that machine or ship is now. he shrugs and continues on his way, speaking again after a few minutes.]

Anyone else have a fortuitous conversation with Orion? Mine was...[opens the door to the stairwell, light spilling out and finally showing him to be completely naked--save for a rather snazzy pair of boxer-briefs with stars printed all over the dark blue fabric.]...rather illuminating. [still smirks, unaware of his state of undress. though, that smirk fades to a more serious expression as he begins to ascend the stairs.]

Still, he didn't blink an eye when I mentioned that the fact that I knew Ganymede was his father, or that yet again, not a single one of us is on the passenger manifest. [tightens his fists and smashes one down onto the railing as the door closes behind him, a loud clang resounding throughout the whole of the stairwell.] Obviously we wouldn't be on the passenger manifest, the idiot! And I just know he'll dick us around again like he did before! When it comes to saving a life, one shouldn't hesitate! Each life is precious and the more time wastes sitting comfortably in that damned ship of his, the more of a chance there'll be that everyone will just get hurt again! But no...he can't come himself...Ganymede'll just die again.

If I have to, I'll...[falls silent.]

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[hisoldgirl]

Doctor! I--

[hisoldgirl]

[stops, giving him an odd look]

What the heck are you doing in your skivvies?

[bit_impossible]

I...I lost my clothes. I didn't even realise I'd removed them.

[hisoldgirl]

[laughs] You've gotta pay more attention than that, Doc!

[bit_impossible]

[eyes her.] "Doc"?

[hisoldgirl]

[doesn't answer for a long time, obviously wrestling with something internally]

It would seem something is adversely affecting my cognitive and speech patterns.

[bit_impossible]

Well, at least you're not losing clothing all over the place...

[hisoldgirl]

At least that would be proper according to my personality.

[bit_impossible]

Yeah, you would strip at the drop of a hat, wouldn't you?

[hisoldgirl]

C'mon now, Doc! I'm not that bad!

[bit_impossible]

[just gives her a look.]

[hisoldgirl]

I'm not. You're being really unfair here.

[bit_impossible]

I am not being unfair. True, it is more natural for you not to wear them, but you've been known to put up a fuss when I've asked you to put some on.

[hisoldgirl]

I find them constricting and pointless.

I should be allowed to do as I please.

[bit_impossible]

[waves a hand impatiently, feeling slightly more like himself.] Never mind about that. Since when do you call me "Doc"?

[hisoldgirl]

What are you talking about? I've always called you Doc!

[as with another conversation with Axel, the TARDIS disappears from her sphere, though you can hear her obviously fighting with herself]

This peculiarity in my speech and attitude is unnerving.

[bit_impossible]

Yes...[furrows his eyebrows.] It is. I've been saying things I wouldn't ever say, well, in not so many words, I should say.

[hisoldgirl]

Another of Ganymede's tricks?

[bit_impossible]

Seeing how he's the only madman on the ship so far, yes.

[hisoldgirl]

I really wish he'd stop messing with us.

[bit_impossible]

Some people don't know when to stop. That's why we have to show him how.

[hisoldgirl]

In what way?

[bit_impossible]

As we've planned to do all these past months.

[hisoldgirl]

You will actually allow me to?

[bit_impossible]

...I'll have to think about that.