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[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

....I think the cannon needs to be readjusted.

[Yes, she's filling out death paperwork, and eating a bowl of cereal, and you know what that means]

Minor technical difficulties, though. I think it just needs a few more tweaks, and then we're good.

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[doctorate.livejournal.com]

[Appearing on the plane and oh, good, it's a Rose~]

. . . D'you often bring your work here, Rose?

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Only when I don't feel like doing it in the office.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[cereal! The Doctor is hungry, so]

You're still working on that? [then he ADDs] What sort of cereal is this?

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

I told you you wouldn't change my mind. [And offers the spoon] Just Frosties.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

I know, I know. [takes the spoon and hops up to sit on the desk, eating her cereal] I could hope. Oh, these aren't half bad.

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

Well, yeah, but it's sorta what an office is for, see. Or that's my general understanding. Could be I've understood it wrong.

[Glancing at the paperwork now! \o\] . . . What's that?

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

As long as you know. [Takes her spoon back, takes a bite, then gives him the spoon again] They're my favorite for a reason.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

That's definitely what it's for. I just don't like it.

The paperwork? Just a report.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[eats more, om nom nom] I can see why.

Soooo, what happened?

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

I made a miscalculation.

[Stealing the spoon again] I wasn't really expecting it to go right the first few times, anyway.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[frowns, sifting casually through the papers trying to find the report] What, hit the wrong universe?

[oh and stealing the spoon back]

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

Oh, no one does.

[. . . Reading it upside-downly, and he's getting the distinct impression that he doesn't like what he's seeing. Also, he's holding a hand out for the report]-- Let me see it?

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[Sighs and hands it over] Not really.

[...my spoon!]

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[Hands it to him] If you really want to.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[checks it over] ...What planet was that, again?

[NOW IT'S HIS SPOON. MWHAHAHAHA-- erm he's loving the cereal]

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

[Speed reading right-side up now! And he's frowning an awful lot as he flips through the pages.]

Right. So. What is this?

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Er....I think Mickey said the cannon said Galvaron.

[Steals her spoon back]

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Just the report of--[Sighs] You didn't read your manual, did you?

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

[Blinking, and looking honestly surprised.]

. . . I got a manual?

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[Face meet palm]

You should've. If you'd have read it, you'd already know about this. [Gestures at the paperwork]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

...Galvaron? That penguin planet? Well, Galvarians but they look enough like penguins.

[steals back!]

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Yeah, that's the one.

[H-hey]

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

[Getting impatient, and dropping the papers onto the desk.]

Well, I didn't. I don't. So explain it to me.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

I died, more or less. And then the medical staff brought me back.

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

. . . But that's technology that ought to be well out of your lot's reach.