Rose Tyler hates beaches

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[And here we have Rose, just off of the finale, not entirely sure how she's feeling]

....well, that explains a lot.

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[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[that's okay, the Doctor forgives her] I...It gets hard. Person after person leaving, always running, just trying to push on...

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[Stops and looks at him] That's still not the thing to be doing, no matter how hard it gets.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[that look makes him feel very guilty] I know.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[Hugs! Very tightly, because the Doctor is depressing her] Good.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[hugs back tightly as well!] If I do it again, well...just hit me.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

I'll do more than just hit you, I'll promise you that. [Pulls back and starts dragging him to the bar again] You're lucky I didn't hit you when I found out.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

You did seem fond of that gun. [he's so scared of his girlfriend. At least there is a bar to distract her] I've been getting better, I think.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[She's at the bar and pouring herself a strong drink] You'd better be.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[he'll be grabbing something like wine if he's drinking] I am! Really. Blimey, between you and the Master. [quickly] Erm, not that I don't appreciate both your efforts. Honest.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[Rose is probably getting into the tequila or the vodka] We both have a point, you know.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[delicious alcohol] I know, I know. At least you put it slightly nicer.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[He might have to stop her before she has too much] You're just lucky I don't have the energy.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[he's enjoying his wine for now but if he's keeping aa eye on her] To punch me?

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[Good plan, Doctor] Or shoot you. Whichever's easier. [Does a shot]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[he's pouting a bit now] Blimey you're both violent, too.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

It's a good way to get you to stop doing things, knowing we'll follow up on our threats.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

I think I might be flattered. Or terrified. [but he's grinning. Thus he's crazy]

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[Puts her shiny gun on the table, so it doesn't get accidentally pulled out later] You should be a bit of both, I think.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[eyes shiny gun from over his wine] I quite possibly am.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[Put it out so she won't shoot him. He should be happy] Good thing, too.

And don't you dare start acting as stupid as your other self.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[he's very happy. Except that she carries a gun but whatever]

[gives a snort] Two years with the Master and I'm the clever one? Now that's scary.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[She's violent. :\]

Just a bit, yeah.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[he needs to stop being attracted to violent people]

What did he do that made you so mad, anyway?

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

It's probably been explained to you by now. [Ugh. This topic. It makes her drink more]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

The basic bits. You and the human me were dropped off together. Davros, Daleks, planets disappearing...