Lucy, along with the others, stare for a moment. "I might just stay away from the Louvre," she admits after a moment. "Pretty or not, I don't like the idea that she might be staring back at me, plotting my doom. Please don't tell me the Eiffel Tower was involved in any of the Doctor's shenanigans. I really want to see that."
"So -- we're all the result of some alien's spaceship going blammo?" Marty says slowly. It's a weird thought, and it'll take him a bit of time to properly wrap his head around it. "Okay then. . .kind of sucks to be him, though. I mean, splintered through time? That sounds like it hurts, to say the freaking least."
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10/9/13 01:24 (UTC)"So -- we're all the result of some alien's spaceship going blammo?" Marty says slowly. It's a weird thought, and it'll take him a bit of time to properly wrap his head around it. "Okay then. . .kind of sucks to be him, though. I mean, splintered through time? That sounds like it hurts, to say the freaking least."