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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[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Nope, just something I was looking for.

[eyebrows knit together] You all right?

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

Of course, just a bit of bad business in my universe... I think it's over now.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

What happened?

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

Just... [Sigh] Have you ever encountered Death?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

A few times.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

As in not just people dying but as in... actually Death?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

I met an android in a Death suit once? Hardly the same, of course.

Did you?

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

Yes... [Sigh] I think I'm supposed to be working for it now.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Right, well it can't be that----

[blink]

Wait, you're what?

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Sigh] Working for it, I'm working for Death [Slightly hysterical giggle]

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

What---what do you do for death?

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

I don't know yet [Gulp] it's a recent development.