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[a_bit_cracked]

There is a girl in the multiverse.  She appears to be playing a game of hopscotch against no-one in particular, and instead of numbers in the squares she jumps on, there are strings of quantum theory, cosmology, temporospacial physics- astoundingly complicated figures that she dances over with a little grin.  She's a strange thing; blonde and a bit

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[his_ship]

"Hello, Lolita."

[a_bit_cracked]

'Sister!'

The rather vague expression on Lolita's face is exchanged for a proper, fond smile, and she trips over on bare feet to wrap the other TARDIS in a hug, pressing a kiss to each cheek.

'Hello,' she says when she pulls back, as if the word held some great secret.

[his_ship]

The TARDIS smiles, a propper, warm smile, hugging Lolita back.

"What's on your mind, Sister?"

[wrong_saxon]

"I'm not sure that's actually possible at the moment," murmurs the Master, lazily waving a hand up and down indicating Lolita's current human shape.

"A bit limiting, bodies. Not that I'd give up having one, of course. Always been a bit attached to my corporeality."

[a_bit_cracked]

Lolita is quite pleased to see a Master pop up here, even if it isn't her Master, per se. She gives a small, but entirely genuine smile, blowing a strand of hair out of her face. 'Hello, Master.'

She looks down at the body she's wearing in a curious fashion, as though she was looking at someone else. 'They are, yes. But fascinating.' As if to illustrate quite how fascinating they are, she drops easily down into a splits, sitting for a moment before leaning forwards and pushing herself up into an entirely improbable handstand. She comes down into a backbend, giving the Master a gleeful little grin, like a little girl pleased with her own talents.

'It's surprising, the amount of things a body can do.' And it is surprising, at least to her. Watching people go around in bodies all the time is far different than actually possessing one.

[wrong_saxon]

"Hello, sweet," she replies, chuckling lightly. Likewise, while Lolita is not, per se, her TARDIS, the Master is perfectly willing to extend her affection for her own to the one belonging to her Other.

Certainly surprising the amount of things that body can do, and the Master notes it with a certain amount of not entirely appropriate appreciation for the show of flexibility. Very nice. "I suppose it would be, when you've never had one before. It's good to see you're enjoying the experience. Going to try out all the various bits and bobs and curiosities of the human condition?"

[a_bit_cracked]

Inappropriate the attention may be, but Lolita takes no notice. One of those things about being an entity who generally has no physical body and resides in another dimension; she hasn't quite yet got a handle on the intricacies involved in physical, intrapersonal interaction.

'I suppose I shall, yes. Be silly to have a body and not take advantage of it.'

She examines one of her own hands, eyes narrowed as she runs the pad of her thumb over fingers and palm, popping the joints and wiggling the fingers. 'It's astoundingly sensitive... I would never have imagined; most physical beings are so blind.'

This body is not entirely blind to the things that most physical beings are; the music of the spheres, the fabric of timespace stretching and bending constantly, the chaos of the Vortex. She can still perceive all of that in a second-hand sort of way; not nearly as clearly as she usually can, but the awareness of it is there.