All in all, this is certainly not the weirdest thing that's ever happened. In fact, Sexy's not entirely sure it makes top ten but, well, there you have it. The weirdest part about it is the fact that she has a mouth, which, contrary to most experiences, is not a luxury she usually has. (She proves this, of course, by letting out a series of random vocalizations - yes, she definitely has a mouth that was not there previously).
Upon further inspection, Sexy takes note that she does seem to be in Idris' body again, which is ludicrous in and of itself. Her body was deceased, and she purposefully atomized it so the Doctor, Amy, and Rory wouldn't have the displeasure of disposing it. Everything about the situation screams impossible (as it so very frequently does).
Finally, Sexy manages to sit up, skirt bunched up between her legs. She's on a pile of dirt, back resting against what seems to be a rock, and it takes her a second to recall the motor function for her body. Sexy looks up at her surroundings, noting the not-so-neat rows of similar-looking rocks, and the red-tinged sky. She can't quite remember the name for where she is, but something in her very human gut knows it's not a good thing.
"Oh, dear." Sexy bunches a hand in her hair, scrunching it before attempting to stand. She manages to sway to her feet, still looking around for something, anything, that might tell her where she was (and where her wayward Timelord had gotten to this time).
She takes a step, dress catching on something behind her, and Sexy holds a hand out to steady herself on the mystery rock. There's a phone holding her down, yes, a bulky rotary telephone, and she stoops down to pick it up, setting it on the mystery rock. Curious fingers brush over the dial, and she picks up the receiver wrong end up, turning in the only number she can recall from her too-stuffed human brain at the moment: her own.
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Upon further inspection, Sexy takes note that she does seem to be in Idris' body again, which is ludicrous in and of itself. Her body was deceased, and she purposefully atomized it so the Doctor, Amy, and Rory wouldn't have the displeasure of disposing it. Everything about the situation screams impossible (as it so very frequently does).
Finally, Sexy manages to sit up, skirt bunched up between her legs. She's on a pile of dirt, back resting against what seems to be a rock, and it takes her a second to recall the motor function for her body. Sexy looks up at her surroundings, noting the not-so-neat rows of similar-looking rocks, and the red-tinged sky. She can't quite remember the name for where she is, but something in her very human gut knows it's not a good thing.
"Oh, dear." Sexy bunches a hand in her hair, scrunching it before attempting to stand. She manages to sway to her feet, still looking around for something, anything, that might tell her where she was (and where her wayward Timelord had gotten to this time).
She takes a step, dress catching on something behind her, and Sexy holds a hand out to steady herself on the mystery rock. There's a phone holding her down, yes, a bulky rotary telephone, and she stoops down to pick it up, setting it on the mystery rock. Curious fingers brush over the dial, and she picks up the receiver wrong end up, turning in the only number she can recall from her too-stuffed human brain at the moment: her own.
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