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I'm not actually, it was just a really fascinating bit of trivi-

Let me guess, things did not work out so well for you two either. No, no, consider that rhetorical.

I suppose I should explain.

--oh, it is Messenger, isn't it?

And yes... you could. Say that.

... the irony of me holding a gun during my final moments is not escaping me at this point.

[YEAH YOU KIDS HAVE FUN WITH THAT. I'm going to get punched and then have every feeling all at once.]

[yes. you. you have fun with that.]

[Pyxis just really has this WAY of realizing emotional pain in a very physical sense.]

[we'll just... let them have their crying-punching-cuddle pile]

So... how goes things?

Edited 2012-03-31 14:21 (UTC)

There's simply a vast amount of ways to answer that. Lets go with the most casual of them: Quite well thank you, and yourself?

Oh not so bad. She hasn't had time to hit me yet for the whole dying with her thing.

Edited 2012-03-31 14:26 (UTC)

I think you have the right idea by sticking around for it. Delaying it will just risk your cheekbones, I assume.

I'm not especially fond of delaying the inevitable... well, I say that and yet...

Still. Wasn't expecting to be revived--again. This is starting to become a thing, isn't it? I had thought I wouldn't be able to regenerate considering my current physiology and I suppose I haven't since I look and feel about the same...

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You honestly can't be more surprised about it than I was, no offense meant. Though as far as your reincarnation process, you're still oh... Ten? I think it was ten if I remember correctly.

Technically, I'm ten and a half.

Very technically. But congratulations on a second existential blip, it turned out very much in your favor.

Enjoy it for a while, I don't fancy you'll like the rest of the news.

From the sound and looks of things, I'm not exactly sure how I should be feeling about things even with that blip.

For example... is there a particular reason you decided to look so fleshy? As I recall... there was the whole going down with the burning to a crisp natural planetary phenomenon after King had a bit of his own... what's the word? I don't really want to use "fun" because I don't really think it was fun for anyone, least of all us poor blanks...

Not my decision my dear, trust me. Were it to me, I would simply be far less anything at all. Nothing- if we were to be very specific. I'm ... well, I'm certainly a presence and beholden to my same rules, but I am entirely mortal as well. Really something of a fascinating dichotomy.

A bit of his own fun?

What with the slaughtering of teams and can I touch your face?

... Another timeline. Goodness I should be expecting them by now.

If you really like, certainly.

[hands to your face. and now your cheeks are getting mushed around]

Well, it's all really the same sort of timeline, and from what was going on from what I was told when I got back from my time with Foreman, Clockmaker's death seemed to have put a bit of a spin on the whole space-time continuum, so it really shouldn't be any surprise that there are branches and off-shoots and the like and blimey, you did luck out in the getting a young face department, considering your actual age. I hope you know.

--well, I say lucked out, but mostly I mean that in the aesthetic sense since I'm sure going another... oh... fifty? sixty? possibly seventy? years wouldn't be what you're looking for... [pokes and pinches skin but not enough to hurt] Still. All the elasticity of youth, which frankly, I'm becoming a bit envious of already.

[Pulled and poked enough to distort words every now and then, but he seems to take it in extremely bright humor if not a little excited himself by it.]

Oh I wouldn't even call them branches to much as a bit of a forest, given there was nothing to even keep it in any sort of a reasonable semblance of coherent order on the day to day basis, you can imagine just how mooshy the rest of it all got. What I remember was hardly a clean victory but it was ages more than most of the people here. Given the only people here are dead, I kind of find that encouraging that I AM one of the few who remembers what I do.

Lucky, perhaps, I really do wish there was a good mirror about. I am just dreadfully curious so to what I'd actually look like in this form. I mean, I know what I have TAKEN before but that's an entirely different deck of cards.

Oooh, I like that metaphor--very good visual.

[rubbing at temples before making the curls go sproing sproing]

But that is one way to look at the whole mess that killing the god of time for that place would make. Still, I'm glad to hear that there was success in at least one timeline. Be a bit depressing if it were otherwise. As it stands, you were able to help get a number of people out despite the chaos and carnage. Trigger, Rose, and I and some others managed to live quite well outside of the whole thing for ooooh it's hard to tell what with travelling around in a TARDIS and such, but I'd say somewhere around two years...? Ish?

But as for a mirror--considering how many people seem to know about Sabra La Tau here, I'm guessing no one's been none too liking towards having such a thing anywhere in the area. You might be better off with staring at a window at night or something of that nature.

Oh yes, I'm quite aware of the emotional tie ins around that particular one. It's really why I haven't pursued it terribly far. Though I hadn't thought of that. There are a few just put in, I'll have to give that a try-

... Ah, well that's closely akin to what I was considering a likely best case scenario.

Two years though, I don't even have to comment on the nature of the luck in that one.

I'm clever like that--always full of ideas.

[pokes at nose before moving to tweak ears]

Abysmal luck, you can say. Should've been longer, and I'm going to have to deal with the idea that I've left certain things behind--I'll be quite the opposite of clever and full of ideas at that point, so you'll have to forgive me for that--but until then, I'm mostly satisfied that at least the battleship didn't crash and spill lethal radiation onto a planet of millions.

--not so satisfied about the getting hit by Trigger part which is bound to happen eventually, but first, I'll need to trade her back the gun for my screwdriver--I did miss it considerably while in the caves, so being parted with it again was terrible. However temporary it turned out to be.

Wait wait, not the ears. That's a no go territory, my dear. Still too firmly abused to even invite exploration.

... Oh EXCELLENT. Wait no, specificity: Not excellent that you died, though mind you that does seem a worth cause if one HAS to go, but more on the point of interest. Do you know much about radiation? I've only gotten a tiny bit of information on it and am awfully curious on the whole matter.

Well yes, I'm sure you could imagine why the King was a bit fussy about it being in. I really couldn't have managed to help on the big ones like that.

Abused? Have you been getting into trouble here? Motherly ear-boxing? I've always hated that method. Jackie, Rose's mum, was always a bit quick to use it.

[eyebrow investigation in congruence with cranial structure feeling around--like a head massage almost]

And it's not as though I don't understand why my sonic was taken--after all. I'm clever. I did more with a pair of shirts and some twine than most people would think was possible.

--but as for radiation! I know plenty on the subject--considering that's how my third incarnation died--but beyond that, essentially, humans can withstand certain levels of radiation but too much can kill them. UV-radiation, for example, the type that comes from certain spectrums of sunlight, is generally harmless as long as a planet's got a decent ozone layer--for Earth, about 97% or so of that type of radiation is blocked, but even still you can see the effects of someone being too exposed to it--sunburns and such. Nasty things. Always itchy when the skin starts to peel.

Which could be what happened with that place--ozone layer simply ffft! up and fried. Though of course, that's from a scientific point of view and certainly I know enough about the stories of the gods there to know it may or may not apply.

Flash fried, actually. Lost some 80 percent of the world's population in just that moment - an incredible solar burst - preserving just that continent to attempt rescue efforts was just an inordinate drain of energy.

But less about that, I was thinking more along the lines of ionizing radiation. Or really just the sheer amazing fact that they harnessed latent energy in what one would consider mere elements. Granted, horrifyingly dangerous, but the sort of gutsy sheer command of everything they DISCOVER is just brilliant.

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