Honestly, the Doctor hadn't meant to leave anyone out -although he had sort-of forgotten that everyone couldn't automatically do the readings the way they could, a feeling he hasn't had in a long time, and he knows he's going to miss it terribly-
"Nothing all that useful, yet," he told the group at large. "The Rani can't get much of a reading…. Everything outside the door doesn't scan, as though she had set the parameters to read only exactly on the surface of the device itself. Which is why I thought perhaps that everything on the other side of the door might be either spatially or temporally out of phase with this one. At least in our Universe, that would be a good way of creating what people here have been calling the park- a pocket dimension."
He slapped the screwdriver sharply against his palm a few times, and then returned to his scanning.
"Funny thing about this place," he continued, almost absently. "The laws of everyone's separate, and very disparate, Universes still apply. Different sciences that aren't compatible. Different magics. The powers and associated abilities of beings from more than one religion." A glance at Psyche. "Makes me wish I had taken more classes on multi-Universal cross-spatial theory, but as far as I know, the best way to have a place like that would to be to pull a section of real-space apart from the rest of existence and… and shift it, for lack of a better term." English didn't have the right words for this. "Not that have much of an idea that's what this is, but if someone made me come up with a theory, that'd be it. I should be able to detect that there's a difference between this spacetime and that beyond the door, which is what I'm scanning for doing now."
An easy, understanding in response to the Master's comment, meant to be soothing, as the Doctor turned a cautious and slightly suspicious gaze toward the blond-haired boy who was looking at the Master like he understood something.
Happens to the best of us.
"We never said we were the experts," he pointed out, in response to Psyche's comment but meant for the room at large. "And we're not stopping anyone from doing anything."
It was at that moment that Cayce stuck the top half of her body through the hole. The Doctor automatically put up a hand on her back and waited to see what would happen.
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Date: 2008-12-05 07:11 pm (UTC)"Nothing all that useful, yet," he told the group at large. "The Rani can't get much of a reading…. Everything outside the door doesn't scan, as though she had set the parameters to read only exactly on the surface of the device itself. Which is why I thought perhaps that everything on the other side of the door might be either spatially or temporally out of phase with this one. At least in our Universe, that would be a good way of creating what people here have been calling the park- a pocket dimension."
He slapped the screwdriver sharply against his palm a few times, and then returned to his scanning.
"Funny thing about this place," he continued, almost absently. "The laws of everyone's separate, and very disparate, Universes still apply. Different sciences that aren't compatible. Different magics. The powers and associated abilities of beings from more than one religion." A glance at Psyche. "Makes me wish I had taken more classes on multi-Universal cross-spatial theory, but as far as I know, the best way to have a place like that would to be to pull a section of real-space apart from the rest of existence and… and shift it, for lack of a better term." English didn't have the right words for this. "Not that have much of an idea that's what this is, but if someone made me come up with a theory, that'd be it. I should be able to detect that there's a difference between this spacetime and that beyond the door, which is what I'm scanning for doing now."
An easy, understanding in response to the Master's comment, meant to be soothing, as the Doctor turned a cautious and slightly suspicious gaze toward the blond-haired boy who was looking at the Master like he understood something.
Happens to the best of us.
"We never said we were the experts," he pointed out, in response to Psyche's comment but meant for the room at large. "And we're not stopping anyone from doing anything."
It was at that moment that Cayce stuck the top half of her body through the hole. The Doctor automatically put up a hand on her back and waited to see what would happen.