[currently, the Doctor is crawling on the floor in the entrance of the ballroom, occasionally stopping to look and feel under the couches for something. he doesn't show it, but he's been rather shaken up--and he certainly is not happy]
Come on out! I know you're here somewhere. You've got to be! I felt you before you--[he pauses, his hand
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...Doctor?
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[He agrees whole-heartedly with the Doctor's next words, and nods rather fervently.] Aye. I'd not want to have to choose between those two. I'm not sure I'd want to choose anything at all, if ye must know.
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Well...normally, I'd say you've always got a choice, even the choice not to choose, but...not this time. I was snatched from the Plane and found myself in a small room with a computer screen and armchair--and not a particularly comfortable one, either. If I didn't choose, I'd probably be still there now.
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[There's a frown that develops, though, when he hears that.] So they're forcing ye into it, then. I don't like it, Doctor.
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Maybe it was because he wanted to make us think we were safe. Have us let our guard down.
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