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touchypiper started following you
* suspicious look*
You strays never leave.
“I’m sorry, mum, but I don’t believe we’ve met. I’m Jamie. Jamie McCrimmon of the Highland McCrimmons. Do ya think you…
“Whadya mean you’re the box? And how can he have changed? You aren’t makin much sense here, lass. Are you sure you’re alright in the head?”
She lowered her head rubbing her temples and muttering in her own tongue, Don’t put his head on a pike, don’t put his head on a pike. Over and over again before looking up at him. “Things changed, Jerry.” she said crossing her arms, “I’m perfectly fine in the head.”
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He turns his head twenty five degrees to the left. “The TARDIS! Doctor! Doctor! It’s me, Jamie! Jamie McCrimmon of the...
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her face, “The blue police box over there you ninny.”
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