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WHO: The Doctor and Lyra Silvertongue
WHERE: A Pizza Place
WHEN: Saturday the 2nd
WARNINGS: None
SUMMARY: The Doctor and Lyra have pizza and talk.
FORMAT: Whatever.

The Doctor was in high spirits as he went to the pizza parlor that Lyra had recommended. He wasn't necessarily a big fan of pizza but it was hard to pass up a good old fashioned New York slice of pizza. Or City slice of pizza. Plus, he'd get to talk to Lyra Silvertounge and that would be exciting. He wondered if she'd have the alethiometer. Oh how he'd love to have a look at that. So, it was with a broad grin that the Doctor neared the parlor.

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Lyra's alethiometer was safe at the base, actually. She was already waiting at the pizza parlour although she hadn't ordered yet. Pantalaimon was, as usual, concealed behind an illusion as Lyra carefully watched the door.

Despite the man's protests otherwise, Lyra was fairly certain he was some kind of seer, or else was working with her father. Although why the man was so enthusiastic about meeting her, she couldn't guess.

"Lyra Silvertongue!" the Doctor announced as soon as he saw her, beaming brightly at her as he put a bit of a skip in his step to get to the door.

"Look at you, live and in the flesh, how exciting! This is really just brilliant."

Lyra smiled, looking a little startled.

"I don't understand why you're so excited to see me- I'm hardly anyone important," she said, gesturing for him to sit down opposite from her.

"What kind of pizza d'you like?"

"Ohhh, that's not true at all, is it?" he said, almost bouncing on the balls of his feet. "You're the girl that's destined to bring about the end of destiny. Did you do that already?"

As if his brain suddenly switched gears, the Doctor glanced over at the pizza and the toppings to offer.

"You know, I like a bit of everything."

"Did I- what?!" Lyra's jaw dropped as her illusion momentarily fell, making Pantalaimon visible for an instant, before she regained her composure. It wasn't easy though. She almost felt dizzy, and she wanted to either insist he had her confused with someone else, or demand he explain more. Instead, she changed the subject, eyeing him carefully.

"A bit of everything it is then!" she declared as a waiter came up to the table.

"So... You're a Doctor, en't you? A scholar?" she asked, trying to figure out who on earth this man was exactly.

For the brief second that Pantalaimon was there, the Doctor gave the dæmon an excited wave before he vanished again.

"Destined to bring about the end of destiny," the Doctor said, although he sensed her unease with the subject and decided not to push it too much.

"Ohh, and look at that, they have two kinds of bacon. Isn't that brilliant? And the Doctor. And no, not a scholar really. Never liked studying much, always liked doing. Much more fun an educational that, doing is. Who wants to read about how a plane flies when you can take one up yourself?"

"The Doctor... You're the only one then? And yeah, doing things is more fun- you fly planes then?" Lyra asked with some interest, sipping her water.

"The only one," he said, looking very sad for a moment before perking up a bit. "Not planes. Well, I could. Time machines, actually. Wellll, Time and Space machines. You can't really have a good time machine without it being a space machine too."

"Travelling throught space and time, you mean?" Lyra paused, and she hesitated before she spoke next.

"What about different universes?"

"And different universes," he said as he reached into his pockets and pulled out a few bills to pay for the pizza, ordering one with the works.

Lyra's eyes went wide.

"Different universes? But doesn't that... What about Spectres and Dust leaking out?"

"not all universes have those sorts of things," he said, shaking his head. "Ohhh, some of them have similar things and some have nothing like them at all."

"So... What's between universes isn't always the same?" Lyra asked, "I was wondering if it was just a different way of traveling."

"No, some universes are more connected then others," he explained. "Think of it as a big house with a lot of stairs and rooms and doors. Some rooms are right next to each other and might share a door. Some might even share a fire place. Others you have to climb stairs to get from one to another. Sometimes you've got to hop out a window and scale around the outside to go directly from one room to another. Realities are the same way."

"So... There are ways to get to them without tearing through a wall?" Lyra asked thoughtfully.

"You've been to a lot of different worlds, haven't you. Have you ever heard of anything like what's going on in the City right now? With the 'porter and all?"

"Exactly!" the Doctor said, nodding enthusiastically. He liked Lyra, she was a smart girl.

"Specifically like this? No. But similar things? Suuure, happens more often than you'd think."

"So maybe..." Lyra shook her head. No, she couldn't get her hopes up.

"People getting pulled into another world, and what happens there... not really affecting their own world?" Lyra asked, "Well, if it's hard to notice if you're anywhere but the place it's happening, maybe it en't so surprising."

"Why are we really getting pulled here then?" She asked as the pizza arrived.

"That I don't know," the Doctor said, shaking his head with a look of concern on his face. He didn't like not knowing things, although he did like the excitement of finding something out.

"But I intend to find out."

"I'll help you," Lyra told him, "I want to know too. About why we're here, and what's really going on." She'd also have liked more information on the Doctor- like why he knew of her. Maybe she could as someone else on the network to talk to him, to see what he'd tell them?

"Ohhh, Lyra, I like you," he said, leaning across the table and giving her one of his pleased smiles. "Never being satisfied what others tell you, always needing to find the answer for yourself."

Lyra blushed slightly at the compliment, and she felt Pantalamon's claws dig into her leg as she ran a hand down his back.

"I'm not sure if anyone really believes that line about us replacing the police force. Not when most of the people who've joined the new one are from this world to start with. And there aren't enough people ported in to replace the police, not even considering the powers it gives them."

"Isn't it odd that not really any natives have joined it?" the Doctor said, scratching his head as he looked at the pizza and inhaled deeply. The smell was absolutely mouth watering.

"Several years now, no one's decided that they wanted to be a police officer?"

"Actually, they outnumber the people the 'porter brought in. By a lot, really. But 'ported in people are the ones in charge of the police," Lyra told him, "And the police have only been gone for a year and some months. It's still pretty suspicious, especially considering the people the 'porter's brought in en't exactly the sorts you'd pick to replace a police force."

Lyra grabbed a slice and took a few bites.

"Some of them are too young, like me. Some of them are... well, they're bad people, and some of them just want to live normal lives," she continued.

"I can't imagine you could live too normal of a life here," the Doctor said, taking a bite of the pizza and taking a moment to savor it. Mmmm, Earth pizza.

"Well, not really. But people can try, I suppose," Lyra said as she took a few more bites.

"Of course, you'd have to ignore most of the stuff that happens here to do that," she added.

"That must be nearly impossible to do," he said, thinking of all he had already seen and heard in the short time he had been here.

"And yet, people manage. Although why they want to ignore all this interesting stuff, I don't know. And it doesn't really help. It's not like stuff goes away if you pretend it en't there," Lyra said as she finished her slice.

"Ohhh, who would want to ignore all of this," he said, waving his hands about to indicate the entire city as he ate some more of his slice.

"Look at this, this place is brilliant!"

"Dangerous, but brilliant," Lyra agreed, "And all the people here!"

"I know!" the Doctor said, nodding in agreement. "All sorts of heroes and gods and elves and ex-robots and things like that. And all sorts of different species too."

"Yeah. The 'porter makes a lot of them human though," Lyra said, "And I think there's only two elves in the city. Lots of people who used to be robots though."

"Those poor robots," the Doctor said, shaking his head. "To be so aware of every facet of your being and then suddenly be stuck in the body of a human..."

Lyra tilted her head, "Yeah. Most of the time, that's the first thing they say on the network. Besides the usual 'where am I and what's going on' that almost everyone asks one way or another."

"Although there are some people who... well, they're evidence that the 'porter talking about heroes was probably a lie."

"I read up on some of those," he said. The information that GLaDOS had given him was very informative and had been useful in determining things like that.

"Very, very bad news."

"Yeah, like the Lich King," Lyra said unhappily.

"And people don't work together to stop them until something horrible happens."

"Ohhh, Lich King just sounds bad, doesn't it?" the Doctor said, rolling his tongue around the words. "Lich King. Lich, Lich..."

Thinking about her second commend, he took another bite.

"Sometimes that's what it takes to bring people together."

"Maybe, but I'd still prefer they did it before lots of people got hurt," Lyra pointed out, "And yeah. 'Lich King' en't a subtle name at all."

"Do people do that in your world, get together before it happens?" the Doctor asked, tilting his head in question.

Lyra bit her lip, "Sometimes, I guess. When they could see problems coming," Lyra couldn't think of any examples, but she was sure there had to be some.

"Other stuff... Well, people can't stop what they don't expect."

"That's the hard part," the Doctor said. "Seeing things coming. Most of the time you don't know until half over what really happened to begin with."

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