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Oh, yes, look at you. Hoppin' about like you've got someplace to be. This isn't going to become a-- an anything. I won't sit around here and dance to your tune. Have you got that? I'm getting very cross very fast, and believe me, you don't want to be around when it gets bad. Trust me. I can work my way out of here, I've gotten through worse.

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You sure that nanocloud's still not following you around?

[hello there angry scottish woman you are looking very angry and scottish.]

For their sake, I hope your mun listens to you.

I do love the fiery temperament; perhaps you share an unsavory lineage with that other hot-blooded Scotsman, Sawney Bean. There’s an idea: what say you and I take a trip back to the good old days of your Homeland, little time traveler. Hrm… but, I forget these bars. [Lecter's cold eyes flicker over the prison bars like a reptile's tongue. He turns his back to her as he recedes into the shadowy corner of his cell.]

Don’t fret too much, my dear. We’re all puppets and puppeteers both. Besides, too much stress makes the skin taste metallic.

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[A bright, warm girn.] Oh, yes, I can certainly see why I'll ask you along.

[ Sorry, Oswin, this Amy doesn't know anything about you yet. ]

That-- what, now? [ Doesn't she always, though? She's Amelia "angry and scottish" Pond. ]

[ Finally, someone she recognizes. Hey there, stupid-face. ]

Doesn't seem likely. [ huff huff ] ... S'good to see you, though.

[ Someone else she doesn't recognized. Cue guarded!temperament. ]

I've already got a schedule, thanks. [ But now he's talking about the taste of skin, and she wrinkles her nose. Just slightly. ]

Sounds like you've got a few screws loose, there.

[ Blink. Amy knows about the regenerations, but, of course, she hasn't met any of the others. Until now. ]

... Doctor?

[Oh. That's unexpected.]

Nanocloud. Tiny little robots. Sorry, must've thought you were someone else.

[Luckily, this one can recover quickly for the most part. Sort of.]

[Have a lopsided smile.]

How're you holding up? Alright, I hope?

[ You know how it goes. Timey-wimey... or something. ]

Robots. [ Well, that's not entirely new. ] Well, if they were following me around, then I haven't noticed. Or heard anything about it. Is that what's got me here?

[ She smiles in return. ]

Alright... I'd say so. [ Or something like it. ] How long've you been here, exactly?

[His grin widens.]

Well done, Miss Pond. Fifth, specifically. [And he tips his hat.]

With the mun? It'll be two years in a couple of months, I think.

You just got here though?

I honestly don't fancy their odds. Or anyone's, really. Not against you, Pond.

Two years? [ Not entirely unexpected, not with the time lapses they've experienced. And the waiting. ] Been a bit shorter than that for me. Just showed up a few days ago.

Fifth. [ Quite a bit younger, then, she'd guess. ] ... Nice to meet you, then, Doctor. Ah, Fifth. [ There's a bit of a pause, then she settles: ] Doctor.

Well, serves her right, doesn't it? Keeping me locked up in here. [ Reminiscent of a few other times in her life.

But, this is the first time she's gotten to see her raggedy Doctor, so she relents, and smiles. ]

Oh you can't blame her, it's the business of the everyday humany life. Far too hectic for a bit of adventure and attention for us poor lot. Too busy hanging out and-- texting. Or whatever people do these days.

[Pfft, humans, they're always doing something. One day it's blogging, the next it's rap music.]

Oh, I can blame her. [ Harumph. ] If she's got a problem with things being boring, I shouldn't have to be dragged into it all.

[ Says you, Amy. ]

Suppose I shouldn't knock them if they managed to tie you down.

Well humans never really consider repercussions of taking on responsibilities. Like getting puppies. Or muses.

[A muse is for life, not just when the series is playing.]

Oh please, tie me down? I'm-- well, yes. Okay. Tied down. But that's only because I'm sort of... stuck. In a dreamworld.

It isn't so bad where I am. Technically I don't leave home. You know, unless it's with you and the Doctor.

[Of course, he's worried that won't be the case for her.]

Muses. And that's what they're calling us? [ As if they weren't really people. Honestly. ]

You, stuck? [ Scoffity scoff. ] In a dreamworld. That's got to be different for you.

What d'you mean? [ Yes, she's still a little hazy about the details of this place. ] Where are you, exactly?

I'm at

dramadramaduck. The way things work there, people get to stay in their homes instead of getting stuck in some crazy city, or dropped into another world with no way back.

We just all have access to this community that connects all the different worlds and times.

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