[So, Jane. A completely inconspicuous wooden blue box has just groaned itself into solidity in front of you. Or, more likely, somewhere out of the immediate way but easily noticeable, especially for someone that recognizes that distinctive wheezing, grinding sound.]
He-llo Caribbea Five-!
[And out struts one humanoid muppet in a bowtie, beach hat, and sunglasses.]
Home of surf, sun, and those fizzy cocktails with the little umbrethis is not Caribbea Five.
[He pulls the sunglasses down a bit, surveying the area with a slightly offended expression.]
[Oh yes, inconspicuous. In the middle of nowhere, FF13-land. It's actually a nice patch of nowhere? Really great for long rides on a Chocobo, which was what Jane was doing until the weird, hard-to-describe-in-text sound rushed in. So she stops, reigning back her dear mount a little, petting its neck to help keep it calm until the box becomes fully solid.
Oh yes, she recognizes this box. Not so much the man who steps out of it, but...]
...Oh, my. Again?
[It's the most nonplussed reaction to a regeneration ever. Not that Jane looks much different from the final reunion party, save for a streak of orange, emerald, and pink dyed on her bangs.]
Or is this before, and we'll have to go through a whole lot of confusing explanations?
Jane Crocker of Nohr, how dare you. My explanations are always perfectly understandable, it's just that everyone else has trouble keeping up sometimes.
[He takes off the sunglasses entirely, looking gravely serious for about half a second before cracking a huge grin.]
[She blinks, and then finds herself smiling too, leaning forward and nudging her Chocobo forward. Now without the noise, the large bird is curious about this new person! And the bowtie! What is this bowtie.]
About six months since the big "we're all alive" party on Earth, 6973. What about you? Seems like you've been busy.
[She is glad the Doctor remembers her but he died again! Again!!]
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He-llo Caribbea Five-!
[And out struts one humanoid muppet in a bowtie, beach hat, and sunglasses.]
Home of surf, sun, and those fizzy cocktails with the little umbrethis is not Caribbea Five.
[He pulls the sunglasses down a bit, surveying the area with a slightly offended expression.]
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Oh yes, she recognizes this box. Not so much the man who steps out of it, but...]
...Oh, my. Again?
[It's the most nonplussed reaction to a regeneration ever. Not that Jane looks much different from the final reunion party, save for a streak of orange, emerald, and pink dyed on her bangs.]
Or is this before, and we'll have to go through a whole lot of confusing explanations?
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[He takes off the sunglasses entirely, looking gravely serious for about half a second before cracking a huge grin.]
Hello! How long's it been, for you?
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About six months since the big "we're all alive" party on Earth, 6973. What about you? Seems like you've been busy.
[She is glad the Doctor remembers her but he died again! Again!!]