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[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

[ Flipping through some loose leafs of paper, obviously lost in thought. Her clothing, always typically an interesting style, was as out of place as ever this time around: a high collared coat of deep blue velvet with gold threading along the edge, black gloves as well as matching boots, and black leggings.

She opens her mouth to say something before looking up to realize where she is. At first her mouth snaps shut and the papers lowered an few inches, glancing around. Then, with a roll of her eyes, she folds her arms over her chest, papers now slightly crinkled.]

Oh come now, this is highly the proper time for such an interruption.

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[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Have a timid!Cy, much smaller since her first appearance after getting stuck on the Wild Road, but still looking rather like a primitive snow leopard.] When's a proper time?

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

[Catching sight of the timid snow leopard, she blinks once, then twice. An ever so faint smile appears as she waves the papers around just a bit.] When I'm not currently in the middle of a meeting.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

Meetings're boring. [Sits down in front of Romana, paws together in a porcelain pose.] I'm fun!

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

I have no doubt in my mind that you are. [Smiling a little more, she crouches down to stroke the feline's fur.]

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Weee, pettings~ Cy leans against her hand.] I'm Cy! What's your name?

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

[See mun cooing over the cuteness on her end while Romana scratches behind the cat's ear] My name is Romana, dear one.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Romana has found one of the Sweet Spots. Cy starts purring enormously and flops over onto her back.] Only at the first mile marker outside Rome--your momma had a tongue on her.

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

[Still scratching behind the ear she blinks.] Pardon?

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Have smiling and properly-dressed Jack, greatcoat and all] This place seems to have an issue with timing.

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

[Proper-dressing always meets her approval] It most certainly does. And just as I was in the middle of the trade proposal at that.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

You tend to get used to it, after spending more time here. [Jack extends his hand, the smile turning into a grin] Captain Jack Harkness, at your service.

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

[Accepting the offered hand with a small smile.] A pleasure, Captain. I am Romanadvoratelundar of Eppesta.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Let's out a small laugh] Am I correct in assuming you have a nickname? Most people would have trouble remembering that, Mrs. Romanadvoratelundar of Eppesta.

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

[Rolling her eyes again though her smile is considerably warmer.] You sound like the Doctor, you know. But if it will 'Romana' will do just fine, though I would prefer 'Fred'.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

Should I consider that a compliment?

[lotsofrunning.livejournal.com]

Did you not mean to be here?

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

Not at this time, no.

[lotsofrunning.livejournal.com]

Then maybe you should go back?

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

Soon enough. [sighs a bit] At least this will allow me a chance to think for a moment.

[lotsofrunning.livejournal.com]

That's always a good thing, thinking.

[barelyemoting.livejournal.com]

Didn't come of your own choice?

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

That would be so.

[barelyemoting.livejournal.com]

Odd. I've always come and gone at will.

[soimpressive.livejournal.com]

Busy, Romana? [whoa, he's actually clean for once]

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

Oh? I'd think it a pleasant reprieve. They'll never know you were gone.