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[ Wherever you are in your dreams tonight, you'll notice a particularly odd looking blue box with a man standing outside of it. His hands are in his pockets as he leans against it, grinning, looking at the landscape of the dream, which is fashioned to your liking. A city, hills, perhaps even just an open field or even a ship at sea. Tonight, the dream is shaped to your liking! ]

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Because of what I am.

... And there's not many of you, is there?

I'm the only one left.

It's lonely.

You're a bit too young to know what that's like.

Well, go on and tell my heart that. I'm sick of feeling it. [ Her smile is a wry one, and she decides it's time to change the subject. ] The TARDIS doesn't break often, does it? If it broke in the wrong place, that could be ... bad.

She usually malfunctions.

Usually? That really doesn't sound safe.

She's a Type 40 TARDIS! Very old.

That's a lot of types to have. ... Then again, at Shinra they've made almost thirty different kinds of rockets. And none of them have worked yet! [ She laughs. ] And I'm sure it's lots more complicated with time machines.

Well, yes, considering she is a living thing.

A machine that's ... alive?

That's right. Correcto-mundo!

But ... [ She has to think hard about this; she's met Cait Sith, but there was someone else controlling him, wasn't there. ] So she can think for herself.

That's right. She's sentient to a degree, but she is still a machine with a purpose. And she has quite the attitude.

I think I would to, only getting to work for people.

Oh, no. Not that sort of attitude.

The good sort, then. Sounds like she's definitely one of a kind. Our hand-me-down buggy, on the other hand ... nooot quite.

[ It's sitting up ahead, its red paint managing to be loud even under a dusty coat. It's typically fairly impressive -- for a land vehicle -- as its motor allows it to cross over shallow rivers. Right now, though, it looks like it's seen better days. ]

She's got a personality. She's brilliant... I should introduce the two of you.

I guess just traveling in--or with [ because "in" sounds weird with a living thing ]--her doesn't count. Can she talk? Maybe I should have been chattier!

[ Not that Aerith isn't chatty enough already... ]

Not like you and I talk. She's telepathic by nature.

How strange.

...So...what do you think about the buggy? [ She turns to him, clasping her hands behind her back. ] Think you can take a look at it?

I can certainly try. [ He takes off his jacket and rolls up his sleeves, moving over to it. ]

[ She follows, hovering slightly out of curiosity. ] I wonder if it would have broken down like this no matter what we did. The heat does get really so bad out here!

But it's kind of nice that it did. If we hadn't been stopped we might have missed seeing this place completely.

Edited 2011-08-06 18:59 (UTC)

If it's a heating issue then it's a matter of venting the heat...

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