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GUESS WHO

[crashed]

Is this Leopold Fitz?

[ two seconds later, ]

Sorry, ignore that, fake humility. Manners? This is the right time and the right number. The thing is, I need your help, Leopold.

yells yells yELLS

[retravel]

[ unknown number, right name. maybe not the right time since he has, like, thirty odd minutes left of his lunch breach and no intention of cutting it short.

only they say the right thing, too. ]

What do you need?

[ wait— ]

Where are you?
Who is this?

yeLLS BACK

[crashed]

Funny story, that one. Also why I need your help. I have no idea where I am. That's very new for me, I think. Can't even get anything useful out of the soil. Is that funny? Maybe that's the wrong expression.

You've done all the best research on Monoliths. Almost the only research when you are. I'm having a bit of a Monolith problem.

[ Reading back to see if she's made any sense, and oh, right. ]

I'm the Doctor.

[retravel]

[ flattery but also, jesus christ, again with the monoliths. ]

As if that narrows it down.

[ everyone's a doctor these days. except she says when not where, which he knows means she understands what she's dealing with in a larger sense, even if the particulars have been lost in transit. ]

Okay, okay, just stay calm.
You seem calm, but, y'know, stay that way.
What colour was it?
The Monolith, not the soil.

[crashed]

That's fair, there have been a few of me. I'm the me I am right now. Or in the future, technically, for you. It's all very relative.

Red. Both the soil and the Monolith. Same red. Maybe the same in other ways, but all my hardware's gone wonky. That's why I'm outsourcing the problem.

[ Although— ]

Have you done a red one yet?