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[Good evening, City. One Doctor Emmett Brown is most certainly cursed today, if one can judge by the fact that the DeLorean rolls up to the square with the audio absolutely blasting. It's not entirely unlike this...

...of course, poor Doc has no idea what's blasting. (It's not really Thrift Shop, you'll just have to forgive his mun for being obsessed with Macklemore and OMG IT'S A DELOREAN.) But when the door swings up and open, hissing on its hydraulics as it does, he steps out in his bright printed shirt, slacks, and one flowing, dramatic long coat looking very much like a boss. He swings the door back down behind him, and starts dancing his way through the curse-party already happening in the square, the car still blasting music through its open windows. If you get near him, he may just grab you up as a partner briefly.

Doesn't move too bad for an old guy, either. Thanks, future restoration clinic!]

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[Nice sound system, Doc.

Chekov isn't actually cursed, but he has skipped out on work to act like he is. He's making a beeline to investigate the DeLorean's speakers, as he managed to notice it without noticing Doc and his magnificent outfit. Not that he'd refuse a dance with a science bro, that is.]

[FUNNY THING IS the DeLorean doesn't even appear to have a sound system. The time circuit display is mounted in the center of the dash over where you would find the sound system, but it's coming out of somewhere.

In fact, the flux capacitor and meters in the back appear to be lighting up in time with the rhythm, like they're a visualization. Perhaps the car itself is cursed.

Doc hasn't gone far and spots Chekov - and starts making his way back over to the car to say (dance?) hello.]

[Well, that's peculiar. So peculiar, in fact, that, were this not Doc's DeLorean, Chekov would be compelled to start taking it apart. As it does belong to Doc, he will have to be satisfied with chalking it up to mysterious forces.

And hello, Doc. He crawls out of the DeLorean.]

Hello, Doctor. You seem very cursed today.

[Doc will be as curious about the matter later - but right now, he's hardly thinking anything of it. Curses.

He does give Chekov a bright smile.]

Chekov! How good to see you.

[dance... dance... dance]

Though your observation is certainly accurate.

You as well.

[Not dancing, but amused to no end.]

This curse is not so bad.

It is a bit inconvenient, perhaps, but certainly preferable to those of the more harmful variety.

[Despite his earlier irritation about the whole thing, he does smile when he sees Doc.]

You do lend a certain style to this one.

[Doc executes a few quick steps and a small turn that makes his coat flow out rather.]

I don't seem to have been given a great deal of choice in the matter! Of course, if you're going to be cursed, why not do it with style?

[A grin.]

[Light smile from Ken. Since he can't stand these curses, someone that keeps their distance is appreciated.] That's a good attitude for it. I'm just thankful not to be cursed.

[He laughs, himself.]

Well. Given the nature of some of the curses, I can hardly complain about this.

You're right. While this one is weird, and I want to avoid it, there have been worse.

[And... Still... Dancing...]

Certainly - at the very least, this one isn't causing much in the way of extensive harm or trauma. On the other hand, I would hardly deny anyone the right to be annoyed by what is undeniably an obtrusive inconvenience, at the least.

At least you're enjoying it. Someone might as well get something out of these curses. They're pretty harmless.

I'm going to leave now, though. Before I get pulled into a dance.

I would call that be an extremely wise idea. I've certainly grabbed a victim or two myself already.

Edited (I don't know words) 2012-12-22 00:55 (UTC)

Then I'm afraid I'll have to deny you a partner, Doctor Brown.

Do have fun, though.

[There is no way she's getting to work today, is there? Uhura grooves her way through the crowd, but it's slow going. A couple bumps into her and she stumbles into the DeLorean.]

[Probably not, Uhura. Doc isn't too far off from the car, and sees her get bumped into it.

So he makes his way back to it, as he seems to be doing now and again, and inquires after her.]

I do hope you're all right, miss?

I am, thanks. You know, I'm all for dancing, but this is a little much.

Anything to such an extreme and as a matter of compulsion is rather problematic, I agree. Though there have certainly been far more unpleasant curses.

You sound like you've been around for a lot of them.

Well. Not as many as some, granted, but I have been in the City for nearly a year now.

How do you like it so far?

You know, I must say, while there are a number of day-to-day difficulties, and certainly no shortage of incidents which I would much rather avoid, it's provided a most unique and intriguing research opportunity.

You're a scientist?

[Honestly, she shouldn't be surprised. He looks like his picture should be in the dictionary next to "Mad Scientist." She's just used to appearances being at least somewhat deceiving.]

Why yes, yes I am! I hold an interest in all fields, though my primary focus for some time has been on both engineering and physics. Certainly, since finding myself in the City, theories involving the nature of the universe, alternate timelines and realities, have been particularly compelling due to their relevance to our situation here.

[Yeah... yeah, he kind of has the patented look, doesn't he?]

[Tohru, like she has all day, dances gladly with Doc. Though, she still hasn't improved too much.]

I'm sorry if my dancing throws you off. You look very handsome, though! Not many people dressed up like this.

[Doc is quite pleased for a partner - he's very friendly, after all - and gives her a spin, all the while offering a reassuring spin.]

Nonsense, I'm quite certain you won't throw me off in the least! And I do thank you, quite humbly. It was rather compulsory; perhaps an effect of the curse.

[What a polite older gentleman. She's so charmed. And she rather enjoys spins, so Tohru takes her chance to twirl it through.]

It is nice to see. [Then, slight shock.] This is one of the curses?!

[He gives a slight nod with a smile.]

It is, indeed! Many of them are a good deal more dangerous in nature, but the City is not without those of the more innocuous variety.

But...if the City does nice curses like this, then it's not all bad. The deities, right? They're not bad after all? [This has been something plaguing her for a while now.]

Well, it does remain to be seen exactly how much influence the deities have over the curses, directly, but they're certainly not all bad by any means.

The deities themselves, I believe, are more ambiguous on the matter of morality than anything else.

[She's relieved to hear that. They might be able to be rationalized with.]

I didn't think they could be all bad. No one is, really.

No, no, I don't believe anyone is. I cannot bring myself to believe that people - human or any other kind of people, as one must specify in the City - are inherently bad. Though people can be capable of terrible acts, I cannot accept that there is no good in anyone.

Yes...they are capable of bad things, as you say. I've seen it. But I can't think anyone is evil, or all bad. There are always good things.

Any other kind. There are other kinds in the City? You mean non-humans? [Tohru hadn't even given that any thought. If someone was a vampire, they'd just be a person to her.]

[It's all cool with Doc - non-human doesn't mean they're not a person, after all. Just fascinating.]

Oh, yes, quite! Humanoid, for the most part, but certainly of a variety of species are represented. And even those who are human bear some genetic difference from one world to another, often possessing abilities that would be impossible within one's own reality.

I didn't realize.... There must be many more worlds out there. Some we've never even dreamed of, for this place to pull in so many different types!

[She's awed by this. Picturing worlds.]

[JUST A HEAVY SIGH. You don't even need to see her to know she's swooning up in these parts.]

[Well that's an unusual sound coming from his device really what is going on there. He pulls it from his pocket and peers at it curiously, musing to himself as he does so- ]

Perhaps interference of some sort in the communications network...

[And, actually directed into the device,]

Yes, hello?

[All the while, still dancing. Of course.]

Oh, hey, hi. Hello.

[She manages to avoid a second swoon.]

[He is so completely oblivious.]

Ah, I hadn't even realized that I was transmitting! Though I suppose these devices are rather wont to do that, aren't they?

[Probably for the better.]

They seem to be, yes. I've not had that problem myself yet, but I'm sure it's only a matter of time.

I'd say that's quite likely, yes. I wonder if something could be done to prevent the unintentional transmission of material to the network, a frequency blocker or some such device that would require a deliberate means of deactivation...

[Muttering, muttering, muttering... he's gotten quieter, speaking to himself over the course of that musing. He recalls himself and suddenly, speaks directly toward the device again. All the while dancing, because he basically has a limitless store of energy]

Ah, but forgive my lack of manners! Doctor Emmett Brown, at your service.

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I think Tohru's found a kindred spirit XD He's only way more intelligent

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