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[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

[Lucy appears on the Plane with a very smug look on her face. why, might you ask? because her reality is finally merged with her husband's. what does that mean? that means she doesn't need to be helped into his TARDIS, that she is exposed to everything the Master and d3!Doctor are exposed to and, yeah, that she won. which is mainly directed to any other Tenth Doctors.

so she's just chilling on the Plane, all grins and arrogance, lounging in a chair she brought with her from the TARDIS. it's a very comfy chair. as a matter of fact? it's probably the Doctor's favourite chair. mmm, comfy recliners~]

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[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

Mmm, isn't it, though? I figured your other self didn't need it anymore. It's quite comfortable.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Has he given up on sitting?

[walks around her in a circle, examining the chair]

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

[watches him, twisting around]

No, but it doesn't bother me to make him stand, either. It's a comfortable chair, and it's only polite to let the lady of the house live in comfort.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

I think the TARDIS will be insulted that she's not the lady of the house. Or the lady that is the house.

[runs his hand along the back of the chair and picks a bit at the stitching]

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

I don't really care. [smiles, though she does eventually give him a weird look] You seem rather fond of my chair. Do you want some alone time with it?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

It's my chair. Well, his chair. Though I wouldn't mind a seat if you want to move.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

[gives him a look, then stands, retaking a seat on the arm and motioning] Are your old bones finally getting the better of you, then?