10; I am a scientist [I can live on science alone]

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[The Doctor hasn't been on the Plane in a while. Funny, though, whatever he's been up to has made him a bit happier than he was the last time he was here]

[And now, the Doctor is sitting with a chemistry set and a mottled-together computer, working on a few experiments]

[Please, feel free to interrupt him]

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[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Oh, right. Right, universes. Differences. Of course.

[he looks a little sad, but puts on a big fake smile]

Good to see you.

[stardustflying.livejournal.com]

[that's twice now, she's had that kind of reaction. And she's not good at hiding how much it hurts, but she smiles anyway.]

Yeah, different universes. I'm not the Astrid you know. I'll let you get on with whatever it is you were doing, you look really busy.

[awkward gesturing towards whatever it is he was doing. She's tired and he might as well have just kicked her.] You too Doctor.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Experiments.

[because that explains everything!]

Where---how---

[how to ask this?]

What's your universe like?

[stardustflying.livejournal.com]

Oh. [curious peeking, which gives her a nice excuse to look distracted and not affected by her explanation.]

I got stranded on Earth. I was supposed to go to deck 31, but it didn't work out that way, and I-- I haven't seen you since. Well-- apart from here, you and the other you, now. I think the Doctor in my universe, thinks I died. So it's not so different to yours I guess.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

You didn't quite die in my universe.

Not exactly.

It's not---just not exactly.

[stardustflying.livejournal.com]

[cue confusion] How can I not exactly have died?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[shakes his head]

Nothing to worry about.

[stardustflying.livejournal.com]

[curiosity killed the cat, and saying its nothing to worry about, has hers piqued even more]

The other Doctor, said it was Host?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[avoidance!]

Your hair's a bit longer in your universe, isn't it?

[stardustflying.livejournal.com]

I'm not sure, how long is it in yours? I've had it cut, since last year.

[despite the Titanic icons saying otherwise, and for the record her hair is up, like in this icon. Damn you Kylie for never having the same hair. And after all that rambling narrative, that barely qualifies as narrative, she's been successfully distracted, it's a bit morbid finding out how you died in another universe anyway.]

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

It was a little more frayed on the side. Lots of curls.

[oh hai ignoring your personal space and touching the side of her hair]

It's good, though.

[stardustflying.livejournal.com]

[no complaints here, maybe a bit dumbstruck though and holding on to a breath, words coming out awkwardly.]

Oh, I grew the sides out. Never liked that stupid hairstyle anyway, it was all part of the antique Earth theme going on.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Oi, now, I like classic Earth styles. Used to have a similar haircut in an earlier incarnation.

But this one suits you better, I think. You were never quite the antique girl.

[g!]

[stardustflying.livejournal.com]

Oh I didn't mean... well I didn't mean, I'm sure it was lovely.

[flattered, slightly coy smiling goes here] No I don't suppose I was. So-- so, how are you?