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[bit_impossible]

[a frustrated sigh is the first thing to broadcast over the Sphere, followed by the appearance of a tall, skinny woman with long, dark hair who appears to be wearing a suit exactly like the Doctor's brown pinstripe suit. unfortunately, the Sphere's only showing her from behind and there really isn't much to see as she doesn't have much of a figure. she doesn't seem to notice that her trousers are a little tight around her hips--the only thing, really, that is snug--but otherwise, they're cut to length. the only things that are ill-fitting are the suit-coat, which is too baggy around her shoulders, and the button-up shirt and other ones layered underneath.]

[grumbling under her breath, she runs an impatient hand through her hair.] Damn glasses, they used to stay on my face...

[finally, the Sphere swings around to show her fast at work in the security station, her expression severe and focused completely on the task at hand. until she suddenly smacks a hand on the desk and slumps into a chair there. she tears the glasses from her face and tucks them away into an inside pocket of her suit.]

Blimey, what the hell did he do?! I've tried everything and I still can't figure it out. There has to be something I'm missing...

Comments

[oliverplus]

[why is the female Doctor standing so close to him? he's totally not stroking her hand on purpose. at all. blame the flowers] But how can wires hold up something that huge to begin with?

[bit_impossible]

[notices that Oliver, and just smiles] Because they're made out of very sturdy materials. Like my string! It's not ordinary string, but yet it could hold both you and me with one single length of it.

[oliverplus]

[grins] Yeah, we found that out with Neil.

So what else is in here? [tugs her hand, turning to head toward a different wall]

[bit_impossible]

[turns to see what's on that wall and let's out a surprised noise] Oh! Would you look at that! [drags him over and leans in close to the glowing purpleish wall.]

This, my dear Ollie, is a memory wall. Like those neat mattresses you have in the early 21st century with the memory foam! Except these, you can press your hand or any part of your body in and not only will it retain that shape for a short amount of time, but it will also change colours according to the heat levels in that particular body part. Go on, give it a try!

[oliverplus]

Really? That sounds cool! [thrusts his free hand into it, holding it there for a moment before withdrawing it and scrutinizing the results]

[bit_impossible]

[laughs] Ohhh Oliver, you think too small! You have to go big! Like this! [presses face into the wall and when he pulls away, the colours merely range from violet to a green-ish blue tint] See?

[oliverplus]

[laughs at the imprint] Look at that! Boring colours, though. This must not pick up heat too well.

[bit_impossible]

Oi, that's because I have a lower body temperature than you! [grabs Oliver's hand and presses it against the wall and then places his right next to Oliver's. admittedly, it's very weird to see that his hand slightly smaller than his friend's when he knows it shouldn't be.]

See? You're all hot and bothered, and I'm cool as a cucumber!

[oliverplus]

Well, I wouldn't put it like that! But my face should show up different, huh? [which, of course, means he's going to press his face right into the wall now]

[bit_impossible]

But it's true! See, you're all red--[and then he bursts out laughing when Oliver puts his own face into the wall]

[oliverplus]

[pulls his face back, taking a look at the results] Hey, look at all the different colours! It really does register heat.

[bit_impossible]

[shakes head] Now you believe me, do you?

[oliverplus]

Well, I didn't have much to go by before, did I? [reaches out suddenly, pressing the back of his hand against her cheek] Huh. You are kinda cold.

[bit_impossible]

[smiles at him] Took you this long to notice, huh?

[oliverplus]

Well, I don't touch you that often! [withdraws his hand. he has noticed before, but he never really put it together as a consistent thing]

[bit_impossible]

No...you don't. [still, he takes Oliver's hand and goes for a subject change!]

Let's have a seat by that fountain there! I think I see square bubbles coming out the top. [grins at him before dragging him to it!]

[oliverplus]

Square? Okay the- [trails off when he starts getting dragged, laughing instead]

[bit_impossible]

Ohhh look! Some are dodecahedrons! [points at them and laughs merrily]

[oliverplus]

Dode-whatsits? Whoa, those are spiky bubbles!

[bit_impossible]

[tries to catch one, but it pops in his hand] Ah well, as expected. I really wondered if it would be pointy or not!

[oliverplus]

Well, they certainly look pointy! [reaches out and starts poking them with a finger, watching them pop]

[bit_impossible]

[grins mischievously and when the next spiked dodecahedron bubble lands, he pretends it does pierce him. he hisses and presses the wounded finger to his lips, sucking at the 'wound']

[oliverplus]

[you just ruined his fun! yanks his own hand back, turning to you in alarm] Doctor!? Did it hurt you?

[bit_impossible]

[keeps up the act for a little bit and might've just let out a whimper just then] I think so...

[oliverplus]

Hey, let me see. I've still got bandages. [reaches for his arm]