[ Everyone running around wild and crazy, experiencing horrible visions, having to face up to their fears, their weaknesses- a turn in events that would be unsettling in any place, on any day. Rory is not what one could call an exception to such a turn in events, unfortunately. His general reaction is... to don his fairly recently regained set of
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He stolidly averts his gaze as he walks down the street, keeping his head down and his body clamped. ...What he was looking for, he didn't know. Perhaps, he thought, if he walked far enough through this violet haze, he would find an end to it.
Come here. Rest. Just ...let it go. You don't have to fight anymore.
Go away. You're not real. Stop talking to me.
If he looks up, he won't be able to tear his gaze away. Lucas ducks his head, closes his eyes, and blindly runs forward as far as his legs could take him. Not very far. It seems like mere moments before he smashes straight into something -- someone. Someone standing tall and imposing, with a harried expression in his eyes.]
Dad.
[And despite himself, he can't help but call out.]
Dad... What are you doing?
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Just a kid. He doesn't seem hurt, at least, not that Rory figured he was all that much more difficult to run into now as opposed to when he was human. ]
Oh, I'm not a dad- I mean, I almost was, once, sort of. Realistic dream. Didn't end very well. [ Wait, no, not what he should be doing. Distinctly feels not right. But he can't leave a kid running around out here alone. However he got here. Rory runs a hand through his hair. ] What are you doing here? It's probably not safe.
Actually, I'm very sure that it's not safe.
[ He's still darting his eyes around as he speaks: the Pandorica is enormous, who could just walk off with it in a few seconds? ]
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I know. It's not safe for you to be here, either.
...You're looking for something?
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I'm the guard. I've been the guard. [ Says this like it's complete common knowledge. ] Oh God, I can't have lost it.
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When Sexy sees him outside, standing at attention across the street next to the mail box she does what any sentient ship shoved into a human body would do when she sees someone she knows and somewhat adores: Go running out of the house and across the street to greet him with a big kiss on the nose.]
Pretty! You're the Pretty One!
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Vaguely familiar, but... no. ] Wait, no, that's not- what are you doing here?
[ Gesturey gesture you know you really don't fit in. ]
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[The Doctor approaches him, still wearing his silly scarf and hat.]
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Doctor? What are you doing here? [ What happened to taking the shortcut and turning up later, sheesh. ]
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I stopped by the pharmacy to get something for the cold. Then I went to the bakery and then I was walking home. Bit slow, walking is, but sometimes it's quite the experience.
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