"Trust me, I have no plans on dying anytime soon," Ashby said. "Good. You still need to explain what a Tardis is." Roman wagged a finger at Ashby. "Time and relative dimension in space," Mikhail offered from the corner. Everyone turned and stared at the large man. "You're a Whovian?" Ashby asked in a whisper. Mikhail grunted. "Is that a martial art?" Roman asked. Ashby looked around the room and everyone wore identical confused expressions. Mikhail snorted and Ashby's head swung around. "You laughed!" Ashby exclaimed excitedly. Mikhail's cold expression frowned back at him. "You're not so
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