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13 August 2011 @ 11:28 pm

[Private to Johnny Cade]

I understand you're a friend of Dallas's? I'd like to know more about your personal experiences with him- if you're not opposed, that is.

[Private to Dallas]

Recall the interior of my ship that I told you about? Why don't you come by and see it! When was your last birthday, by the way?

[Infirmary Direct Care Filter]

I must admit, these concerns about doctor/patient confidentiality from Mr. Russett I worry might lead to a very inappropriate opinion from his inmate, who desires to become a physician. While seeking to teach him to be more open and welcoming, he regards groups of people with suspicion.

[Which, given his loyalties to his fake-family members, he tries not to show too much investment in Victor. But there's a point when things can't be ignored, and he'd rather Rex not be treated with even more suspicion if he did manage to become a doctor again himself.]

This is going to affect morale and the ability to treat patients. It should be dealt with, but I'm not certain how.

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championoftime on August 14th, 2011 08:16 am (UTC)
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Curiosity. When was your last good one?

I'll be in my cabin. Level 2, Number 10. [He can tell! But at least it's usually impressive once you get there.]

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failed-bluff.livejournal.com on August 14th, 2011 08:29 am (UTC)
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Man, I don't even know. Can't complain about last year's. Year before might've been better.

[He's trying to keep his excitement low, almost non-existent. But it's so haaaard.] I'll be there in a few.

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championoftime: 7.2 - I see what you did thar

championoftime on August 14th, 2011 08:32 am (UTC)
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We'll have to do something better for this one then.

[In the meantime, he scrambles to throw a bunch of his haphazardly strewn knicknacks in a box (at least Dally can be confident that his warden will never make him be terribly tidy) as he waits for Dallas to show up. He's promised the old girl a visitor, and she's excited at the prospect.]

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failed-bluff.livejournal.com on August 14th, 2011 10:00 pm (UTC)
[Spam] :D

[Okay, so Dallas is really quite interested in seeing this ship the Doctor just so happens to have laying about. He tries to make his way up to his warden's cabin in a low, cool, careless matter, but when someone tells you that they own something that's bigger on the inside than on the outside, you kick it into overdrive.

About five minutes after his last network message, Dallas is knocking at the Doctor's door.]

Hey, Doc. Open up.

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championoftime: 7.2 - so do you want to have lunch

championoftime on August 14th, 2011 10:11 pm (UTC)
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[He skitters to the door as soon as there's a knock, covered in a few wires from something he was haphazardly attempting to put away. At least the inside of the TARDIS is clean.

She did that by herself.

In the middle of the now only slightly cluttered white room behind him is a blue telephone box, and the Doctor holds the door wide.] Come in! Have a look around. It's actually that blue box there.

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failed-bluff.livejournal.com on August 15th, 2011 05:28 am (UTC)
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[Dally's eyebrows raise the instant he sees the TARDIS, standing there in all her blue glory. Not at all what he'd been expecting.]

C'mon, Doc. What am I lookin' at?

[He strides into the cabin, directly over to the TARDIS, giving it a tap with his fist.]

How's this a ship? Looks like nothin' but a couple pieces of wood painted blue.

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championoftime: 7.2 - leaning on console

championoftime on August 15th, 2011 05:37 am (UTC)
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It does a bit, doesn't it? She used to be able to take on any form. But then at some point decided she was fed up with changing.

[He wonders over, fiddles with a ring of too many keys (why does he have this ring? He misses just having the one key!) before locating one with the Seal of Rassilon and using it to unlock the door. And he swings it open.

Massive white room, not that different from his living room. Just with a console in the center instead of furniture.]

Inside the tiny little box.]

You're welcome to have a look around. [He's guessing Dally might want to check the outside first.]

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failed-bluff.livejournal.com on August 15th, 2011 11:15 pm (UTC)
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[Dallas takes one step inside, and his eyes go wide. It takes a lot to surprise Dallas, but this definitely takes the cake. He takes a step out the door, raps a fist against the wall of the TARDIS again, and steps back inside, his mind trying to work all of this out.

Of course, the Doctor did tell him it was bigger on the inside, but he was't expecting this.]

Glory... [He peeks his head out the door again, eyebrows knitted together.] I don't even know why I'm surprised.

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championoftime on August 16th, 2011 12:44 am (UTC)
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My pockets actually do that as well! [He proudly watches Dallas examine the ship, and the TARDIS faintly hums with vibration wherever she's touched.]

It's called dimensional transcendence. Or very good storage space.

You're allowed to be surprised by something you've never seen before.

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failed-bluff.livejournal.com on August 17th, 2011 07:07 am (UTC)
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Goddamn, Doc.

[He's super impressed, if it weren't easy to tell. He helps himself to a walk about the console, a surprising amount of curiosity on his face. This is Dallas, after all.]

Man, it's somethin' I don't think I'm ever gonna see anywhere else either. This is crazy.

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championoftime on August 23rd, 2011 07:42 am (UTC)
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I am fairly certain it's not common technology. [He shuts the door and goes to the console, and hits a few buttons. Then the TARDIS starts to Vworp.]

Give it a moment. I'll show you a very good view of the ship.

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