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[ The image of a rather ordinary, unremarkable looking man fills the screen. He’s clean-shaven, wearing a pair of black-framed glasses, and he’s got brown hair, cut short and though it’s a little messy, there’s something about it that suggests that it had been styled at one point earlier in the day. He’s just slightly disheveled, which those familiar with the comings and goings of individuals to Keeliai might recognize as a sign of a new arrival. ]

So this is… [ There’s a moment of silence, as he trails off and glances away from the camera. ] …different.

[ It only lasts for a second, before he looks back and rolls his eyes. ]

The whole—I mean, well… Whatever.

[ He takes a deep breath, lets it out, and pulls himself together. ]

Right, okay. I was given a place to live but no job, and I’m guessing that it isn’t free rent forever. So if there’s, I don’t know, a job center? Help wanted ads? Some turtle world version of Craigslist? Something? Could someone point me in the right direction?

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[hammer]

Is that like a, a superpower or something? Traveling to other worlds?

[refusing]

[She bursts out laughing.]

Me, with superpowers? Dunno if the universe would be ready for something like that. [No, really. She had a brief stint with power and it didn't go so well for anyone involved.]

Thinking it's best that I just stay Rose Tyler, perfectly ordinary human. I go to other places in a spaceship...thing. It's not mine, either. It belongs to a friend, he's the one that makes all that traveling possible.

[hammer]

[ Well, at least he made her laugh, right? And it's nice to hear that there's someone else besides him here who isn't able to fly or whatever. ]

So he's got special powers, then? Or he's some kind of technological genius guy who made a space-traveling machine?

[ He's probably some other world's Tony Stark too. Hell, maybe it is Stark. ]

I'm Justin, by the way. Justin Hammer.

[refusing]

Rose Tyler. [She flips her hand up to wave.]

And nah, the Doctor doesn't have any special powers. [Ones that she'll mention, anyway.]

It's more of the second. Kinda. [She's not going to get into how the TARDIS isn't built, it's made and all that.That's when things start sounding weird.]

[hammer]

It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Tyler.

[ As fantastical as it sounds, he feels somewhat more at ease with a guy who can build an interstellar vehicle than one who used magical powers to get there. ]

So this doctor of yours is a techie, huh? Good to know. I'm familiar with a few of them myself.

[refusing]

Yeah, pretty sure you could call him that. A techie, I mean. It's kinda his thing. By familiar with a few of 'em, do you mean you're one yourself? 'Cause if you can build something that might get us outta here -

[She will do whatever you want, within reason.]

[hammer]

Yeah. Yeah, I think you could call me that. That's what my company did. Designed technological things. Weapons for the military, for the most part, but engineering's engineering no matter what you're building.

I can try. I mean, doorways to other dimensions, it's usually some kind of energy discharge that causes them. [ Or so the science-fiction books he's read and movies he's watched have said. ] It would take a lot of time, but yeah, I'll try.

[refusing]

Weapons?

[Normally that would upset her, but if his company built weapons for the military, then he's definitely the kind of guy that she needs to talk to here. Someone who can build a weapon that forces cracks in the fabric of the universe.]

I wanna help. If you're gonna try, I can't just let you do it all by yourself.

[hammer]

Guns. Specialized vehicles. Armor. That kind of thing.

[ He could add drones, because there had been more drones over the years than the failed Iron Man knockoffs. But the word leaves a bad taste in his mouth now and he doesn't want to go there. ]

You want to help? Really? Okay. Sure. That's—that's great.

[refusing]

You mean you'll actually let me?

[She's surprised by that, usually she faces some sort of patronizing comment or resistance.]

[hammer]

Sure. Why not? I mean, I can always use another set of hands. And if that sort of thing interests you, building machines kind of stuff, I can teach you how to do it.

[ Justin can be horrifically patronizing when he wants to be, but there's none of that in his voice now. The notion of someone wanting to help him is kind of novel. It might even be fun. ]