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Ned Henry | To Say Nothing of the Dog bloodypenwipers November 1 2011, 23:55:58 UTC
[Sup, Anatole! Have an exasperated youngish man with a slightly crooked moustache glaring at you.]

I cannot still be in the Victorian era. I cannot. Would you like to know why?

[He shakes the Forge violently.]

They didn't have bloody handhelds in 1880-whatever. I don't care how many waistcoats or bowler hats you lot have. Or jumble sales. Or penwipers. It's just not possible. I know that much, even without listening to the damn tapes.

[Deep healing breath. Deep healing breath. At which point something unsettling seems to occur to him.]

Unless we have damaged the space-time continuum for the rest of who knows how long that's going to be.

...

[He clears his throat and tugs at his tight collar.]

Right then. Where am I? Who are you? And can anyone named Verity hear me?

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XDDD bloodypenwipers November 2 2011, 04:35:35 UTC
[...Oh, no.

Either his time lag has sudden gotten really, really, REALLY severe, or this kid can't really talk very well. Ned's not really clear on most of what he said at all. But he thinks he got the part about knowing Verity! That's important.]

Right, fantastic. Do you know where I can find her?

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moarnomsplz November 3 2011, 03:30:55 UTC
Yes.

[It sounds as if he is reluctantly admitting it, and in a way, this is true. Ax is going to make sure this person is trustworthy before he says any more.]

You are from her world, worrl-duh?

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