[The computer room sure is popular these days, isn't it? But whenever Arianna wanders in, the Doctor is sitting at a terminal, surrounded by pages of scribbled notes- which he is currently ignoring in favor of some kind of news blog with an aesthetic best described as "90's Spacecities".]
Wrong. Wrong- oh, this one's half right, it was Martian, not Venusian. And it's just a hair dryer.
[Approach and see what he's complaining about, y/n?]
["Just a hair dryer," he says, as if the gun that shoots warm breezes was not Amazing Future Technology.
Nevertheless, Arianna is intrigued. What is the Space Internet so wrong about? And... how could it be wrong on such a page with such a pretty background and so many little animated pictures?]
It is! Out with the old troubles, that's the idea. To be ready for the new year! Well, years work differently on different planets, but we all just used Earth's.
I suspect our troubles will continue to plague us for some time, but that is an intriguing tradition nonetheless. But no, we have nothing like that in Caledonia. We are busy with the Summoner festival at the beginning of the new year, after all.
[Oh Arianna, the space internet is wrong about so very many things.]
Ah, Arianna. Armchair historians is what it is.
[He gestures at the screen, still frowning.]
I've been tryin' to work out where exactly this universe's history diverged from ours- well, mine, anyway- an' stumbled across this.
It's... there's this theory on my Earth that people from other planets've been visiting for years, all through human history, see? And that's right, but people go too far an' say that all kinds of old technology and architecture must've been made by the visitors instead of just figuring out how it was actually done. Turns out that's one more thing our worlds have in common, looks like.
[Whenever she's not doing what Natsuhi normally does, she can be found reading. It's normally somewhere relatively quiet. She'll read all kinds of things, some times she borrows from someone else.
Like this time. Where she's calm, almost happy with her reading glasses on.Then she turns the page, spends a good thirty seconds squinting.
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