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[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[Wednesday also brings Rose as War, yes, that War, the horse(wo)man of the apocolypse]

My God you lot are boring. If I'm not out trying to get myself killed all week, I at least expect something to keep me busy.

And the faster someone turns on the lights, the better. I still hate being in the dark.

((So, because War is fun! threadhopping is encouraged, but really only so everyone gets into fights and stuff. The more violent, the better! No death, please, though. The unwritten rule, and all that jazz. So yes, being around Rose right now=unexplained urges to fight and whatnot. Go for it.))

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[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

...what d'you mean?

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

We seem to argue a fair bit whenever we see one another. Logical progression.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

We wouldn't if you didn't start it so much.

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

Oh, you think I start it?

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

What? You think you don't?

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

[Like it's the most obvious thing in the world--]

It's definitely not me.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[Laughs]

Oh, you're funny.

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

I was being serious, actually. I know it might be a difficult concept to grasp, but try your best.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

And you wonder why I like the other you better.

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

[OW, MY SOUL. DX]

You do seem to run to them whenever things get the slightest bit difficult for you.

Face your troubles? Nah. So much easier to just run away and ignore them.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[YES WELL.]

And how about you? Not much better than that, Mr. "I'm always all right."

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

[He's taking a deep breath to calm himself down. Because he's feeling very inexplicably angry, and he has no idea why--]

-- We shouldn't be fighting like this.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

No, we shouldn't.

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

Seems to always end up that way with us, though, doesn't it.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

This probably isn't the best time to talk about this. At home over a cup of tea would be better.

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

Assuming you don't just run off to keep a different me company, anyway.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

I could always go straight to the TARDIS after work again. Convenient things, reality merges.

Or Norway. I've been liking it there more and more lately.

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

Oh, yeah? That just sounds like a load of talk there, sister.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

You think so?

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

Reasonably confident, yeah.

And if I'm wrong? Well, it's not as though it matters much what I think.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Maybe I'll move to Norway, then.

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

[Waving a hand dismissively.]

Fine, do as you please. Have a lovely time in bloody Norway.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

I will. I'll have a great time.

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

Oh, doing what?

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

What d'you mean "doing what?"