One Moon ℂ Video

[claimyourself]

[A hand fumbles in front of the camera, then pulls back to show a teenage girl who is looking very confused and a bit scared.]

Where am I? What's going on here?

[She looks around her, then back to the camera. Bringing it closer to her face to better examine it, she narrows her unique eyes, one green, one gold.]

Is this some kind of sick joke? Did you do this, mother?

[The last word is spit out harshly. This is so not a happy mother-daughter relationship.]

I don't know what your angle is this time, but I don't want to talk to you. Send me home right now!

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[iwasherefirst]

Take a deep breath. S'all right. 'm pretty sure your mum couldn't do this. 'm Rose Tyler and you're in the City. Horrible name, yeah. Not much we can do 'bout that either.

Where you at? Can't tell from the video.

[eiremagic]

[She speaks in a very thick North Irish accent]

I doubt your ma had anything to do with this.

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[claimyourself]

[She lets out a little laugh of disbelief.]

You don't know my mother.

[She pushes off the wall she's leaning against and steps out a few feet, then points the camera up at the impressive building.]

Outside the police station. I was thinking of getting some help, but it'd be tough to explain how I ended up here.

[claimyourself]

Why do you say that? She's done some pretty awful things.

[eiremagic]

Don't doubt that. But she wouldn't have done this.

[claimyourself]

[Skeptical Lena is skeptical.]

How do you know?

[eiremagic]

You forget a lot of people with me accent?

[claimyourself]

I only know one person where I'm from with a British accent. But if my mother wanted to mess with me, she could do anything, including dropping me in... in the U.K. somewhere.

[Her mother used magic to mentally attack her, just because she wanted to talk to her. In Lena's mind, her mother whisking her off to Europe to get her away from her family and friends is normal for her.]

[eiremagic]

I'm not British.

[claimyourself]

Oh.

[Way to go, Lena.]

I'm sorry. I don't-- obviously I'm not great at telling accents apart. What nationality are you?

[eiremagic]

I'm Irish, and this isn't Ireland, this is the City.

[claimyourself]

[Oh yes, definitely do not want to mix up Irish and British.]

That's what someone else said, the City. I'm just trying to find out how I got here and how to get back home.

[Though if her mother did this, Lena doesn't know why she hasn't contacted her by now to gloat.]

[eiremagic]

No way back.

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[iwasherefirst]

Not much they could do anyhow. Stay put, I'll come fetch you and we'll have a cuppa tea. I'll explain things to you if you like.

[claimyourself]

What do you mean? I got here somehow, so I have to be able to get back again.

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[hexuality]

Not exactly the best of friends with your mum, are you?

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[claimyourself]

[She's definitely wary of this. Someone helping her out of the blue? It doesn't seem right.]

You want to help me? Just like that?

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[claimyourself]

Less the best of friends; more like total enemies.

[And another person from the British Isles. Where is this city anyway?]

There's a lot of people on the other end of this line.

[eiremagic]

It's one of them roach traps.

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[iwasherefirst]

I was new here once too. I got lucky. Got friends here. Not everyone does. 'Sides 'm offerin' tea and information, not a place to live.

[claimyourself]

I'm... not following.

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[claimyourself]

I don't need a place to live, but information is something I'd like a bit more of.

[And as far as Lena can tell on the tiny video screen, this woman's eyes aren't gold, so she's sure this isn't some Dark Caster trap.]

[eiremagic]

They check in but don't check out.

You're not very smart, are you?

[claimyourself]

[All the sarcasm.]

I guess I missed that day of school when we learned all about roach traps and how to use it as a metaphor.

[eiremagic]

I didn't even go to school and I know that shite, skanger.