Can't Keep A Good Mountie Down
[Bob is sitting in the library, writing. In Gallifreyan. He's loving this malfunction, experiment, whatever it is. He's making added notations in Japanese just in case he completely loses the information whenever this is put to rights.
Bright side to being dead? You find yourself unable to speak any languages bar Japanese and an alien one, people just accept it as one of those days.
Though he had several Inuit children following him about with tape recorders and notebooks, which is why he ended up here. Just to catch a couple hours break so he could properly teach them when he got back.]
Bright side to being dead? You find yourself unable to speak any languages bar Japanese and an alien one, people just accept it as one of those days.
Though he had several Inuit children following him about with tape recorders and notebooks, which is why he ended up here. Just to catch a couple hours break so he could properly teach them when he got back.]