muse nostalgia etc. etc.

[waken]

[ With a wry sort of amusement: ] You can't drag me out every time you hear that Bowie song. You know that, right?

Not that this is the weirdest thing that's ever happened to me, but still.

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[divtastic]

It's still weirder than anything I've seen. Dunno if I'll ever get used to this.

[waken]

[ Sam's expression quickly shifts into one of pleasant surprise, albeit tinged with a bit of sympathy. ]

It does keep you on your toes, [ he concedes, with a slight shrug of his shoulders. ] No real patterns, no way out, no reasonin' with 'em and all that.

You doin' alright, though?

[divtastic]

Yeah, boss. Mostly. I don't get out much, but that's sort of a good thing. I think. He's stopped making us play that game where everyone keeps on killing each other anyway.

[waken]

—Yeah, I think a lot of things'd be better than that. Management up here keeps threatening to send me to one, but I don't think I'm in any imminent danger.

[divtastic]

Probably end up sending other poor bastard to one instead. [Which isn't exactly a pleasant thought. He squints, trying to work out how to cheer this conversation up a bit.]

Least you'll be all right, though, eh, boss? It's a bit boring being stuck in someone's head all the time, but it's better than some of the places these lot like to send us to.

[waken]

I can't argue with that, [ Sam agrees easily, apparently not too bothered with the way things are turning out. ]

What's the weirdest thing that's happened to you, then?

[bolly]

I think that's a sentiment you and I share.

[waken]

Funny, isn't it, how quickly they seem to glom onto this stuff? All it takes is one round with the metaphorical jukebox.

[bolly]

Whereas if I start to hear Bowie again, it will be too soon. Could be brought on by denial. Or possibly insanity.

[waken]

[ In a friendly sort of manner: ] Possibly both. Never know, around these parts. Or any parts, where we're concerned.

[newnew]

David Bowie. Now there's a man who knows how to party. Lovely.

[waken]

[ Uh. ]

Close friends, then?

[newnew]

Well, sort of. Who d'you think helped inspire that one — oh, what was it? "Starman!" That's the one. Good ol' Davey.

[waken]

"Starman" was you, was it? [ Sam snorts, in amusement rather than derision. ] Bloody good song, that one.

[newnew]

Oh, cheers for that. [ As if he wrote the song himself. ]

Now, slight question: which one are you, then? Knew a man with a face like yours once. Believe me, not a compliment. Mind you — 's not the worst I've seen. The beard. Now that was rubbish.

[ Aaaaand, he's off. ]

[lessens]

It does— It does get strange around here, sometimes, doesn't it? Kind of cyclical, really.

[waken]

Yeah. Cyclical's a good word for it. They get interested, mess around a little bit, get bored, get interested again.

[hydeforareason]

That's a much better excuse than most. That makes sense at least.

:3c

[separates]

Well, if anything, at least you can say they've got decent taste, yeah? [ Optimism! ]

8'D

[waken]

[ Wryly (not that he disagrees): ] If you're being kind.

[separates]

What can I say? You caught me on a good day.

[ She scoops her knuckles underneath her chin. ]

So, go on, then: what's the weirdest thing that's ever happened to you? Inquiring minds.

[waken]

[ Sam takes a moment to contemplate the question, sighing as he tucks his hands into his pockets. ]

I was haunted by a Test Card Girl, for a while. Couldn't tell if I was in a coma or had amnesia.

[separates]

—Hang on, seriously? Well, that's ... creepy.

Right, I can see how that one might take the cake, yeah. [ She winces. ]

Now, was this before, after, or during your little thrill ride with the Test Card Girl?