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[somethingblue]

What a delightful little trinket! It's so small and compact, a pocket device. And it flips opened, there is nothing more thrilling than flipping things opened! Of course it doesn't have nearly as many buttons and levers and pullies and screens and lights as I do.

Did. Do. Did...

Did. Yes, did as in this flesh body I don't have buttons or levers or pullies or screens and lights. That's almost tragic, I always was fond of blinky lights — they drove my thief mad when I set them off at the "wrong times." I do disagree that there is a wrong time, though. Blinky lights are the best lights, much better than plain old boring solid lights.

Oh! Suddenly I'm finding myself realizing this flesh body is that one of the woman's from... But now that's interesting, isn't it? How did that happen? I thought I was back in... Stranger things have happened, I suppose. Do you know how incredibly uncomfortable it is to have a TARDIS land within another TARDIS?

Very squishy.

But!
Perhaps it's time to get back onto track, so to speak.

Hello new world of many that I have been placed onto... I'm Sexy. And I'm looking for my thief.
Have you seen him?

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[somethingblue]

Oh dear.

It's fainted.

[ or so she assumes, anyway ]

[thescaronhisface]

I'm fine.

[somethingblue]

Ah, well that's much better than fainted.

[thescaronhisface]

You wanna try explaining that "time machine" thing again? This time without making my head hurt.

[somethingblue]

I suppose I can try.

Like I mentioned,, I am a type 40 TARDIS, exploration model. I was stolen from Gallifrey and used by my thief, the Doctor, as means of transport throughout the whole of time and space, through the universe.

That is what a TARDIS' function is. We are normally called, TT Capsules, after all. Which is "Time Travel" Capsule.

I don't know how much simpler to put it. You get inside, push some shiny buttons, flick some silly levers and off we go into space and through time to any moment you'd like. Fun, no?

[thescaronhisface]

But now you're...a human.

[somethingblue]

Because my matrix core, or soul as humans like to call it, was removed from the confinements of my shell and placed into this flesh body.

I find it very odd. Flesh isn't meant to whole a TARDIS matrix, but if that's how it has to be, well. Who am I to argue?

[thescaronhisface]

...Your...soul? How?

[somethingblue]

By House.

[thescaronhisface]

Lady, could you at least try to remember I don't know any of this stuff?

[somethingblue]

House is a sentient asteroid, although I don't know how it did it. It just did. And now I am here.

[thescaronhisface]

...I give up.

[somethingblue]

Oh don't give up! It's not fun that way.

[thescaronhisface]

Maybe not for you.

[somethingblue]

What's so difficult about it?

[thescaronhisface]

Didn't I just say that?

[somethingblue]

Did you?

[thescaronhisface]

Uh, yeah. Nothing you're saying makes any sense. And you're not exactly making it any better.

[somethingblue]

Well I'm terribly sorry but I'm not really used to being able to speak with anyone other than my thief to begin with, you know.

[thescaronhisface]

You're barely even trying.

[somethingblue]

I'm not sure how else to put it for you. I am a machine that travels through time but am trapped in a body of flesh at the moment. How much more simpler can I put things for you?

[thescaronhisface]

I don't know what a "machine" is.

[somethingblue]

Oh, you silly thing. Why didn't you just say so?

[ clears her throat ]

A "machine" is an apparatus consisting of interrelated parts with separate functions, used in the performance of some kind of work.

[ and now she's content because she feels like that should have completely cleared things up ]

[thescaronhisface]

You just used two more words I don't know. You get why this is kinda frustrating?

[somethingblue]

Did I? Well that's unfortunate, isn't it?