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~~HEY WOW LOOK WHO'S FINALLY GOT ANOTHER ENTRANCE POST.~~

Rose Tyler, at the Bar, with -- you guessed it -- chips. Also, people-watching, which is a verb and not a noun so therefore she is not with people-watching, but merely is people-watching, in case clarification was required.

She is very bored and would like distractions, plz.

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"Like I said, smart."

She grins again and takes one for herself.

"Well -- originally. I think it's 2007 back home proper, now. Time-traveller," she explains, with a touch of pride. Milliways is, she thinks, one of the few places she can say that without people going bzuh? too much.

"Time traveller...like in HG Wells and Mr. Peabody?" Knox isn't quite going bzuh - he's been around for a while, after all - but she's his first time traveller. "OK, that's new."

Rose considers this. "Well, think the TARDIS is a bit more advanced, an' it goes anywhere in the universe, like here -- but yeah," with a grin. "It's fun. See all sorts of places."

"More advanced than Mr. Peabody's Wa-Back Machine? That was cutting edge 1960s cartoon technology." Knox gives Rose a big silly grin.

"So they invent time travel by 2005? Or did someone come back in time and pick you up?

"And if so, did they write about in in the Times? Front page?"

Rose laughs. "Oh, no, I must be blaspheming, eh?"

She munches on a chip thoughtfully before answering, "Don't know about the future, exactly. It was the Doctor -- he's from another planet, though. An' I doubt it. People just thought I was missin' for a year. Put posters up 'round the estate an' things."

Knox considers this a bit. ALiens he can deal with. Sort of. "An alien and a time traveller...sounds wild. Bet Customs and Immigration would have loved him.

"Sorry to hear you were missing, though. But you found you, right" He wonders how she was gone for a year when people in time travel movies always return to the exact time they left. But holds the question.

"Psychic paper," she says wisely. "Can get past anythin'. An' he looks human."

Quite a good-looking human, but she doesn't add that.

Amused, she nods. "Yep. Wasn't a year for me, though. Time travel's all weird, y'see. Lose track of how long 's really been." She shrugs. "I go by whatever it is for my mum, usually."

"Psychic paper. Boy, what the mob wouldn't give for that..." He smirks.

"I guess time travel is like coming here in reverse. I come into the bar at 3 pm on a Tuesday, and stay for a month, and when I leave, it's 3:01 pm on that same Tuesday. Messes like hell with my sleep schedule."

"Luckily it's pretty exclusive," she says with a grin.

...well, exclusive to Time Lords and Agents, anyway. Or something.

She laughs at that. "Heard time doesn't move for people. I only came here in the TARDIS anyway. But yeah -- sorta reverse of that, I guess. Reckon that makes you older by however long you stay here, then? Or d'you just go by home's time?"

"Eep. I never thought of that. I'm getting old ahead of my time...Lord, I hope not!" He takes a deep breathe. "No way to explain that to Socail Security."

[ooc: need to fade as my Internet link has become unreliable this afternoon.]

"Probably fine for a while," Rose says wisely, and grins again before munching on another chip.

[ooc: eep, sure! and thanks *grin*]

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