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I humbly request that no one enter the CES from 8:00 to 8:30 pm standard Barge time. I'll be [destroying things] conducting experiments. If anyone has plans I can adjust my schedule to accommodate. [Pleasant pleasant.]

[Filtered to Tim, Dick, Rex, Narvin, Brax, Frances, and Four | Audio]

[This part is accidentally video, it was supposed to be audio. His room is wrecked around the nice blue box. His hands are shaking. He's so angry. He's so mad he's pretty sure he can taste colors. He's that mad.]

Talk me out of it. Talk me out of it, right now. [He pulls in a tight breath around his teeth.] I need... a voice of reason... at the moment. My worst nature is about to get the better of me and I know that it is.

So. Talk me out if it before I do something I regret because I'm having a wretched time of managing it on my own! [All of the furious "R" rolling.]

[Private to Dallas | Audio]

[As cool and collected as he can manage.] I would like you to come to the CES with me.

[Private to Stildyne]

There's something you ought to be made aware of, in regards of your new inmate.

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I dunno, man. It ain't somethin' I think about a lot. I've got my alley and that's what I stick to.

I'll catch you in a couple minutes, then.

Well, soon you'll know how to put something together as much as take it apart. I'll be at the CES.

[And he is, with a cardboard box. What is in this box? Lumber. The box, like the TARDIS, is bigger on the inside than the out. And he wants to build a nice little outhouse sized building and then reduce it to sawdust.

What was the point in destruction if you couldn't appreciate the creation a bit?

[For once, Dallas doesn't take his time. He's pretty punctual, arriving at the CES about three minutes after the Doctor's last message. This does sound interesting, after all. Chaos and destruction is what Dally lives for.]

How's it goin', Doc?

Very good. [Not really. He was livid. But he hands Dallas a hammer and a package of nails from his infinitely deep pockets, and then juggled out his fob watch so that he could open the door to the CES.]

Yourself?

[Dallas gets a sense of something being up with the Doctor, but he doesn't really bother to comment just yet. He just accepts the nails and hammer with a slight grin.]

Livin'. Can't complain. What are we gonna build anyway?

Just a small little building. I should have asked you to bring some spray paint. You could have decorated it and we could have taken photographs of it. [Before blowing it up, that is.

And when he opens the door... WOOPS Orange sky, silver trees, familiar flowers. Nope, lets make another attempt. Ah! ...A rock quarry. That'll do.

He holds the door for Dallas to enter, and lifts his hat up like the sorry excuse for a gentleman he is.]

[Oh, it's not like Dally knows what a gentleman even is. He brushes past the Doctor, observing the rock quarry with mild interest.]

Dunno what the point'd be if we're buildin' it to smash it up.

Everything that's built is eventually going to get destroyed by something. [And he puts the box down, and starts dragging out the bigger planks of wood.] If that were everyone's philosophy, nothing would ever get built at all.

I've done my fair share of destroying because I have enough enemies to do me a lifetime.

I guess that sounds about right. [Dallas watches the Doctor for a moment, a bit perplexed. This seems incredibly random, yet he's still refusing to ask too much about it.]

I don't really see you havin' many enemies, Doc.

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Audio - And did you want to do this as a spam here, or take it to a log? Whatever's easier for you!

Audio- I'll go with spam because I am in the middle of doodlin'

Spam - sounds good, then :D

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