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[wears_skirts]

So. This is new. Em--not sure what you want me to do here. Suppose we'll figure it out as we go along, yeah? Meet some new people and all that. Suppose it won't be too bad.

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Yay for more Who castmates!

[pandoricaguard]

It's been quiet for a while, but things have been picking up.

Yay for a Rory!

[wears_skirts]

[Amy smiles genuinely.] Hello, Rory.

...You're still plastic?

Re: Yay for a Rory!

[pandoricaguard]

[His answering smile is fond and a little sad.] Hello, Amy.

Yes, I'm afraid I am. And still watching over a box with you -- you from my timeline, that is -- in it. Or maybe it's you from my universe. I've still been figuring out this whole "multiverse" thing that happens around here.

[He brightens.] But if you're asking that, that means you definitely get out of the box, just like he said. It's good to know the whole thing works... even if I probably won't remember this conversation later.

Re: Yay for a Rory!

[wears_skirts]

[Amy shook her head.] Trust me, it's all very...confusing. [She's got quite a few different universes stuck in her head. Remembering every single one of them.]

I do, just--takes a while. [Amy eyes the box behind him, finding it difficult to believe that she was in there. At least she didn't remember that. Guilt taking over her, Amy exhales before looking to Rory again and forcing a smile.] So. How long has it been now?

[pandoricaguard]

[He nods; confusion and Rory are old and frequent acquaintances. At this stage he might even call confusion his best mate.]

It's been about seventeen hundred years. I think. The War of 1812 just happened, anyway. I... caught myself humming Tchaikovski a few times. Preventing anachronisms is really hard work. I don't know how the Doctor manages it. How about you? Have you been back out of the box for long?

[wears_skirts]

[Adverting her eyes to the ground, Amy shifted her weight from one side to the other. Somehow she felt like this was all her fault. He lived by himself for almost 2,000 years, waiting for her. It would drive anyone insane.] A while, yeah. [Biting her lower lip, Amy made eye contact with Rory again.] I'm sorry Rory.

[tinfoil_angel]

[The Englishman was still getting used to the face he was seeing Doctor Who characters all over the bloody place.]

I'm thinking this will become the new place to be at.

[wears_skirts]

[And loving every moment, yeah?]

Seems that way. My mun doesn't plan on leaving our other place over this whole...new layout, but at the very least we'll be able to meet more people here.

[tinfoil_angel]

My mun is for the most part leaving Livejournal. Though it isn't just because of the layout.

It's the business practices these people have.

[wears_skirts]

I suppose that'd be a good enough reason to leave. They're constantly down it seems like.

So, what's your name then?

[tinfoil_angel]

Well that and saying more or less "They'll get used to it" on twitter. Thinking the user base wouldn't translate their messages.

My name is Karl.

[wears_skirts]

Did they really? What a bunch of arses.

I'm Amy. [She smiles gently at him.] Where are you from, Karl?

[tinfoil_angel]

Agreed. Definitely not professional.

[He smiles a bit himself.] The U.K, Whitechapel if you want to be exact.

[wears_skirts]

Whitechapel, that's down South, yeah?

[tinfoil_angel]

Yeah, it's part of London.

[wears_skirts]

So what do you plan on doing, now that you're here then?

[tinfoil_angel]

I'm not sure. I think my mundane is waiting for there to be a boom of communities here. How about yourself?

[ofdrumsthesound]

Have we met?

I'm looking for the people I knew back there. I hate being split like this.