08; I told ya I was trouble [yeah, you know that I'm no good]

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[Have a Doctor. He's been, uh, indisposed the last few days on the TARDIS and no force in this universe could have him tell you why. As it is, he's wandering around, poking at some of the items left on the plane.]

Not it. Not it. Blimey, this place is starting to look like a dormitory common room.

[he finally finds a trunk he was looking for and turns it over.]

Right, well, that wasn't so hard.

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[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Wanders up behind him and leans over his shoulder, hands in her pockets.] Something amiss?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Hmm? No! No, just found something I was looking for!

How're you? Haven't seen you in a while.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

Bored. [Crooked grin] The city's damned quiet and it's making me antsy.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Well, quiet isn't always bad, though. Give you plenty of time to think, relax. Wouldn't mind a quiet day once in a while.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

It's not that I mind quiet, but too much quiet makes a mot restless.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

True.

[mischievous smile]

That's when you make a little noise yourself!

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[The grin gets crookeder] It's against the Rogue's interests to make noise while he's brokering deals with our landlady.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

But if it's too quiet, you have to make some noise!

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[laughing now] Well, what would you do, then?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Usually? Blow something up.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Well, if it needs blowing up.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

Nothing needs it that I know of.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

That's no fun.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[crosses her arms behind her head] I suppose I could go crack a few heads down at the docks, or look in on the slave markets and make sure there's no kidnapped children in the pens.