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[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

[This is completely and utterly maddening. One day, the weird blue thing is sitting under a tree, the next day, it's gone. Then she finds it snug against the castle walls, like it had always been there. Then it's gone again and she only happens upon it when she was passing by the duck pond (it seems to have a rather nice view too).

And today, it's just sitting in the middle of the lawn, sticking out like a sore (blue) thumb. She glares at it for a few minutes, before turning and heading out the door. She's gonna find out what the hell that thing is today - even though the last time she tried something like that, she ended up on some EXTREME odd game show.]

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[honorinflames.livejournal.com]

[Zuko had noticed it, but hadn't ever given the thing much thought... being that everything here seemed weird to him.

He would have just wandered by and been completely content to continue ignoring its existence... but he recognizes the person snooping around it. Suddenly, an innocent blue box looks a lot more like trouble.]

[calling over to her] Hey... what are you doing?

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

[oh hi]

Trying to figure out what this thing is. [seriously. wtf is a 'police box?']

[honorinflames.livejournal.com]

Why?

[not coming any closer. he'll watch from this safe distance, thanks]

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

[wuss]

It keeps moving around somehow, and I can't figure out the pattern or why. [still circling it carefully.]

[honorinflames.livejournal.com]

Moving? It's just a... [um. a something.] ...box.

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

Yeah. That's why it's weird.

[glares at it, arms folded, as if daring it to move.]

Random tag

[n0secondchances.livejournal.com]

[it doesn't move, but the door might be open just a crack.


...Come on. You know you want to.]

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

[..................................

...Doesn't this always happen in horror stories? And then the protagonists stupidly walk inside anyway?

Glancing at Zuko, and then back at the door.]

I guess somebody knows we're here.

[a half smirk, and she's already lightly pushing on the door. She takes a step back and watches cautiously as the door swings in.]

[honorinflames.livejournal.com]

...Huh?

[okay, maybe coming a little closer now]

Someone's actually in there?

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

Either that or it's an automatic door programmed to open cree...

[trails off as she sees the inside. And then at the box. And then back inside.

...Looking at you now. Is it really bigger on the inside, or is she just going crazy?]

[honorinflames.livejournal.com]

What?

[why does this feel like some sort of trick? ...He comes over anyway though, following her gaze inside-- oh.]

...That's not possible. [he says, standing outside a magic castle]

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

I guess it can do more than just move. [just a bit dryly

Placing her hand on the outside of the TARDIS, and yup. That's just plain, regular wood. With an impossibly gigantic room inside.

...Well, since nothing has attacked them so far, she takes a step inside, eyes immediately scanning about the place.]

ooc

[cricketycricket.livejournal.com]

/staaaalllks. and looooves. from afar....

[honorinflames.livejournal.com]

[Zuko had noticed it, but hadn't ever given the thing much thought... being that everything here seemed weird to him.

He would have just wandered by and been completely content to continue ignoring its existence... but he recognizes the person snooping around it. Suddenly, an innocent blue box looks a lot more like trouble.]

[calling over to her] Hey... what are you doing?

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

[oh hi]

Trying to figure out what this thing is. [seriously. wtf is a 'police box?']

[honorinflames.livejournal.com]

Why?

[not coming any closer. he'll watch from this safe distance, thanks]

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

[wuss]

It keeps moving around somehow, and I can't figure out the pattern or why. [still circling it carefully.]

[honorinflames.livejournal.com]

Moving? It's just a... [um. a something.] ...box.

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

Yeah. That's why it's weird.

[glares at it, arms folded, as if daring it to move.]

Random tag

[n0secondchances.livejournal.com]

[it doesn't move, but the door might be open just a crack.


...Come on. You know you want to.]

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

[..................................

...Doesn't this always happen in horror stories? And then the protagonists stupidly walk inside anyway?

Glancing at Zuko, and then back at the door.]

I guess somebody knows we're here.

[a half smirk, and she's already lightly pushing on the door. She takes a step back and watches cautiously as the door swings in.]

[honorinflames.livejournal.com]

...Huh?

[okay, maybe coming a little closer now]

Someone's actually in there?

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

Either that or it's an automatic door programmed to open cree...

[trails off as she sees the inside. And then at the box. And then back inside.

...Looking at you now. Is it really bigger on the inside, or is she just going crazy?]

[honorinflames.livejournal.com]

What?

[why does this feel like some sort of trick? ...He comes over anyway though, following her gaze inside-- oh.]

...That's not possible. [he says, standing outside a magic castle]

ooc

[cricketycricket.livejournal.com]

/staaaalllks. and looooves. from afar....