"Yes, I'm the perfect ambassador to Dr. Seuss's Whoville," she says, rolling her eyes. "Let's just hope no one recognizes me. I'm famous in my world, you know. It's painfully inconvenient."
And naturally, she feels the invasion of privacy that comes from media attention much more keenly than most would.
"Please tell me that you mean something more like a hot air balloon coming to rest and not a jet plane nosediving into the Pacific." She looks at the knobs, but this sort is all foreign to her. She thinks about how she still can't figure out a desktop computer but can pilot a Blade Ship, thinks of how in his element the Doctor looks right now. "I'll hold onto my hat anyway."
And with that she goes to visit the half-jettisoned wardrobe, rooting through until she returns with a baseball cap. It'll help cover the beast the trip has made of her hair. "And for that, I'll need a hat."
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Date: 2012-11-17 04:44 am (UTC)And naturally, she feels the invasion of privacy that comes from media attention much more keenly than most would.
"Please tell me that you mean something more like a hot air balloon coming to rest and not a jet plane nosediving into the Pacific." She looks at the knobs, but this sort is all foreign to her. She thinks about how she still can't figure out a desktop computer but can pilot a Blade Ship, thinks of how in his element the Doctor looks right now. "I'll hold onto my hat anyway."
And with that she goes to visit the half-jettisoned wardrobe, rooting through until she returns with a baseball cap. It'll help cover the beast the trip has made of her hair. "And for that, I'll need a hat."