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[thecricketer]

[the video flickers on to reveal a man who looks quite the worse for wear; his hair is mussed, his face smudged, and his clothes look a bit singed]

Ah, hello there. I got this at the shop – fascinating little thing, really, never seen anything quite like it.

[he pushes a sooty hand through his hair]

From what I can work out, this is a network for those stranded here? And I seem to be, at the moment. I crashed… [he waves a hand in a vague direction] right outside the city.

[as much as he attempts to sound cavalier, there's a strain to his voice, guilt and worry and suspicion]

I'd like to learn more about this place, now I'm here. Particularly why so many people seem to have ended up on it.

[he flashes a smile, bright and cheerful in his grimy features]

I'm the Doctor, by the way.

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[sorcerous]

What may come. The ship, the Outer Authorities... it will build to something.

[thecricketer]

These things often do. Do you have any idea of what it might be?

[sorcerous]

I have spoken to an Oracle, but her insight has been difficult to interpret.

[thecricketer]

That's generally been my experience with oracles. Particularly if they've an agenda of their own.

[sorcerous]

There was no deceit in her.

[thecricketer]

[he leans forward slightly, which is a bit absurd considering] You can tell that?

[sorcerous]

Of course.

[thecricketer]

That must come in handy, particularly in a place like this.

[sorcerous]

I have a tongue that knows lies. It is practice, not magic.

[thecricketer]

[with a wry smile] Magic generally isn't my first guess.

How long have you been practising?

[sorcerous]

A thousand years.

[thecricketer]

[he settles back, grinning] So I've finally met someone older than I am.

[sorcerous]

And I'm young, yet.

[thecricketer]

As am I, really, but don't tell anyone that.

[sorcerous]

I'll endeavor to keep the secret.

[thecricketer]

[his eyebrows arch] But will your really?

[sorcerous]

No.