!DowN/N3yMY 02/22/12(Wed)09:34 No.18054566|
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You visualize your bike.
Your trusty, old, blue bike.
You remember buying it after saving enough from washing dishes in a pub downtown.
How you managed to get employed as a bicycle messenger with it.
How, with your escape from your old house from the 'nice people', it was the only belonging you were able to take with you.
How you lovingly maintained it, and cared for it.
You visualize your bike as it sits in your mostly empty, run-down apartment.
The picture clear as day.
"Okay lad, that's enough." You hear the Doctor say. "You look like you could use a break."
You step off the throne and touch your forehead. It's drenched in sweat.
River and and the doctor lead you to what looks like an exact replica of a living room for the early 60's. There's even an ancient-looking television set in one corner.
You sit down on the couch, and wipe your sweat with a handkerchief.
You remember that you've not talked to Jakob since the end of the Masquerade.
Ass you pull him out of the hat, the Doctor notices, the watch strapped to his back.
"Oh hey, I know what that is." he says