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- ‘How do you activate it? The interface?’ She huffed when no answer came. ‘Of course, you can’t talk, can you? Never mind. I’ll do it myself. I mean, I might hit the wrong button and blow up the entire station, but that’s the risk we’re going to have to take.’
- She clicked her fingers and a cluster of holographic slabs appeared around her. She started working them like a concert pianist, cycling through Kalub’s notes and methodology.
- Yayani peered over her shoulder and frowned. The text on the virtual screens was indecipherable, a meaningless scrawl of random letters and symbols.
- ‘Why isn’t your TARDIS translating?’
- ‘Because this isn’t a language, not one stored in the TARDIS databanks anyway. It’s an alphabet of Doctor Kalub’s devising, complete gobbledegook to anyone but him.’
- ‘Then, how are you reading it?’
- ‘Because I’m exceptional in every way. Why did you try to kill Rassilon?’
- ***
- The Missy Chronicles: Lords and Masters
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