This is your racing heart

You've returned! [He's still rolling those "r"s.]

I don't know whether to be pleased to once again establish contact or find it regrettable something was so important that being on that vessel again was a necessity. How are things?

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Doctor!

[Genuine smile this time, a big one. She's missed yoooooouuuu~]

I'm fine. Things are...fine. I'm a warden this time!

[Yes, she sounds slightly proud. She kind of has a right to be.]

How are you?

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And doing excellent work, I hope!

How have you been. [Less haunted he hopes especially.]

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Things are better for me. [And they really are.] I don't have an inmate yet, but I'd like to keep busy until I'm assigned one. I'm in charge of the breakfast shift--I wanted to work in the kitchen, like Paddy did--and I'm teaching another warden how to read.

[Yes, she's still little miss community service.]

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Excellent. I'm glad to know you're fairing well.

[He had been very concerned about that, considering.]

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Thank you.

[She's still smiling.]

But you sidestepped my question of how you're doing.

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I'm doing very well. No "oncoming storm". No "last great time war" ahead of me. Just a wide expanse of time in either direction that's still a mystery ahead and a miracle past. [And he absolutely loves that.]

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That sounds wonderful. I'm very happy for you.

[Oh, she can ask him for advice! Rassilon and Omega seem to hardly ever be out and about, even if she wanted to ask them, and she'd never trust Narvin with this kind of information. Ever.]

Speaking of time...do you exist all throughout it at once? Something like omnipresence, I guess, but not at a Godlike level. Is it that way for you? How do you deal with it?

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We don't exist at all points unless we transcend our physical forms. Which I'm capable of [and very much close to] but I'm still a bit bodybound.

We do have inklings however. The right direction, the wrong direction, threads of possibility on the wind.

What's your current state?

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Back home? I'm still dead. Time was funny for me before, but it got a lot weirder when I...ascended, I guess. I exist all over the place at once now. Mostly different times--a lot of different times--but a few different locations, too.

I'm not like that while I'm here. It's kind of a relief, to tell you the truth. I'm only human, so it's not something I'm equipped to deal with.

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At least you have some time, but as I recall Castiel would be a better choice for advice than one of my kind. He's more familiar with the out of body experience, being an angel.

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Are angels usually out of their bodies?

[Twin Peaks angels are a little different than most.]

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Okay, there's a random cute blonde from Washington on my TV. [David talks with his cigarette waggling in his mouth, then pulls it out to blow smoke. He sniffs and lifts his chin curiously.]

So what is this, some kind of alien broadcast or something?

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[She laughs.]

You could think of it that way, but I'm not an alien. What about you?

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Me? Heh. No. Not an alien. [puff. His eyes twinkle wickedly.] Name's David. California born and bred...

[And dead.]

This is pretty trippy. I didn't realize I could talk back for a second. Good thing I'm used to weird.

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Staying here long enough, you get fairly used to 'trippy'.

[Of course, her hometown is pretty damn bizarre, too...]

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That interesting, huh? Now that I can do.

Name's David. I'm from Santa Carla. How you doin'?

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I've been better, but then again, I've also been much worse.

How about you, David?

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