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"He was a nice chap wasn't he?" The Doctor said thoughtfully, "Anyway, the Crystal City, it's like a giant greenhouse, but, a city, you know how everyone says London is a few degrees warmer than the surrounding countryside? Well, here, it snows knee-deep outside the city, but in the urban areas it's pretty much sub tropics all year." He sounded quite excited, like a kid in a sweet-shop. Or a Time Lord on a new planet.
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As they drew nearer the Doctor could make out people moving inside the buildings, like ants in a formicarium in a biology classroom.
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lucy looked ahead and smiled as she saw people moving about inside the streets of the city. She looked at the glass structure surrounding the city and then looked back at the Doctor. ''So how do you suppose we get in ? I mean there won't just be a door'' she then asked him
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"Welcome back, sir." droned Ennesby as Kevyn reappeared.
"Yeah, thanks." he replied absent-mindedly "Listen, I have to go tell security about our visitors. See if you can find a hole in the system. There has to be something I've overlooked, no one could have gotten through even without knowing they'd done it." |
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The Doctor blinked, "You really think so? If tradesmen and diplomats can get in, we can too, anyway, you forget, I have this," he flipped the Psychic Paper, his favorite disguise technique, open.
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