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Susan Sto Helit / Discworld (ms_susan) wrote in silverage,
@ 2011-06-23 00:42:00

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Susan Sto Helit Meets New York and the Doctor
Who: Susan Sto Helit and the 11th Doctor
Where: A random street
When: Thursday afternoon
What: Susan arrives in town and is Not Amused
Rating: TBD
Status: In Progress

Susan Sto Helit had packed an overnight bag and left her apartment in Ankh-Morpork for her grandfather's Realm. Taking her furled umbrella in her other hand, she had Left. Having a way with Time and Space, she traveled outside of both, since the Realm of Death was not in a normal time or space. She was rather surprised to find herself on a city sidewalk. She was not where she expected to be. She tried to Leave again, and was even more surprised to find that she could not. She was Not Amused.

She tried a Call to her grandfather with no results. She tried to summon Binky, her grandfather's horse with a similar failure. Susan couldn't even seem to locate Death of Rats, despite his habit of following her around for his own amusement.

Focusing on the place she found herself, this New York of 1964, she discovered it was not on Discworld, not in a universe she was familiar with, and even more irritating, found she could not leave the general area of the city, although she could probably travel around it in her usual fashion. She glanced at the people around her and adjusted her wardrobe accordingly, guessing it would be better to blend in for now until she found out what or who was responsible for... for all of this nonsense.

It was the sort of joke Ronny Soak might have pulled, but she didn't sense him anywhere around either as Ron or as his aspect, Kaos. Someone must be in charge, though, and she intended to give whoever it was a serious talking to.

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ms_susan
2011-06-30 05:32 am UTC (link)

Susan nodded in agreement. "Exactly right, Doctor."

"The supernatural as in the Monster Under the Bed, Hogfather, the Tooth Fairy, the Four Horsemen, angels, demons, Auditors, ghosts, all the mythic. When enough people have the same belief for long enough, the Universe tends to oblige by giving that belief form."

"What do you mean, how?" Susan raised one eyebrow and contemplated giving this Doctor a Look. "Grandfather could hardly say, 'Just take a number and I'll get around to you when I can'. Death has to be there on time every time, no matter how many of those times happen at once or where they happen, or how long they take. How would he ever get any time off if he couldn't go outside Time and Space for a little holiday every now and then? Of course for extended vacations, I have behaved as a proper granddaughter and taken care of things while he was away."

"I was conceived and born into Grandfather's Realm. He says that sometimes things are inherited through the soul rather than genetics."

Susan looked at the city around her before replying. "Impossible? Perhaps we should believe six impossible things before breakfast every day."

"Not the doing, the saying in public. You wouldn't comment on a physical handicap, would you? Then why a metaphysical one? Its not a trick or something. Its like the traveling. It just is."

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