The Tardis has, of course, seen a great many odd things in her long life traveling with the Doctor, though this might rate amongst the oddest. The person was the size of a child, of maybe all of ten years old, and the clothes he wore looked quite oversized, as though he had played dress up in an adult's costume bin. But one such as she could certainly see the age in his large eyes. This seeming child was nearly of age with her thief, after all. But the age and odd clothes was not what made Clef seem odd.
Or at least not all of it, since he clearly was not a child of Gallifrey.
The oversized clothes were heavily ornamented, heavy being the operative word, but moved and settled as if they were lighter than eben normal cloth, as though the gems and gold and paneling lightened it, not weighed it down. His headdress pushed back blueish purple hair with a large gem that looked rather like an artist's idea of a unicorn horn. His staff was taller than he was, and also bejeweled. His cloak parted in front so he could hold it, showing more of the white odd material under.
And the ultimate oddness wasn't even that the ground he stood on was floating, so that he was at eye level with most human adults. He stood on that ground as easily as if it was still, and no breeze in his hair betrayed his motion.
What was odd however was the mostly transparent multi-cooured pastel sphere around him. The lower part of the sphere held the ground on which he stood, grass atop and dirt below. The sphere covered the whole of him and his staff, ending a good foot over the arched top of the weapon. If something so covered in jewels could be a weapon, that is.
The whole picture he made was a little odd as the bubble moved smoothly, heading for her without the slightest bobbing or weaving. "Do you need some assistance?" he offered.
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Or at least not all of it, since he clearly was not a child of Gallifrey.
The oversized clothes were heavily ornamented, heavy being the operative word, but moved and settled as if they were lighter than eben normal cloth, as though the gems and gold and paneling lightened it, not weighed it down. His headdress pushed back blueish purple hair with a large gem that looked rather like an artist's idea of a unicorn horn. His staff was taller than he was, and also bejeweled. His cloak parted in front so he could hold it, showing more of the white odd material under.
And the ultimate oddness wasn't even that the ground he stood on was floating, so that he was at eye level with most human adults. He stood on that ground as easily as if it was still, and no breeze in his hair betrayed his motion.
What was odd however was the mostly transparent multi-cooured pastel sphere around him. The lower part of the sphere held the ground on which he stood, grass atop and dirt below. The sphere covered the whole of him and his staff, ending a good foot over the arched top of the weapon. If something so covered in jewels could be a weapon, that is.
The whole picture he made was a little odd as the bubble moved smoothly, heading for her without the slightest bobbing or weaving. "Do you need some assistance?" he offered.