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[stardustflying.livejournal.com]

[There's a distinctly irritated looking Astrid pacing on the Plane. Her hands are gesturing like she's practicing a script, mouthing and quietly muttering the words over and over as she gets them right. Occasionally she shakes her head at the word choices, seems to backtrack and remouths them differently, hands firmly assisting with the annoyed dramatic effect, emphasising her rehearsed points.

She's not in her work clothes this time, she's wearing jeans and a pair of battered looking sheepskin boots, which make her seem even shorter. Given the clearly determined set of her jaw and the sharpness of her eyebrow, she's no pint-sized blonde to be messed with though. If looks could kill, you'd be a goner.

Approach with caution, particularly if you resemble the Tenth Doctor, Astrid's been doing some thinking...]

Screw you parallel universes, I don't give a damn. A year... a whole year, for what? 'Oh hey, you're alive, nice to see you Astrid' and that's it.

[apparently you pick up some choice language after a year on Earth. o_O]

Comments

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

Who is this guy?

[stardustflying.livejournal.com]

The Doctor. [she states cynically]

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

Oh... He left you behind?

[stardustflying.livejournal.com]

Well yes, but that's not the problem. It couldn't be helped. But now, well now's a different story, at least it should be.

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

He's... Still trying to leave you behind?

[stardustflying.livejournal.com]

It's not his universe apparently. Why does that make a difference?

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

It's basically like saying "it's not my problem" I suppose.

[stardustflying.livejournal.com]

It's funny, I must have been a fool to think I actually knew him. Clearly I know nothing.

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

Yes, well, men are often like that.

[stardustflying.livejournal.com]

I thought he was different. I really did.

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

[Sigh] Most of them seem different, at first.

[stardustflying.livejournal.com]

[dejected] I guess. Should have known it was too good to be true.

I'm sorry, I'm Astrid by the way, Astrid Peth. [small apologetic smile]

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

[Sympathetic nod]

I'm Brigitta, nice to meet you.

[stardustflying.livejournal.com]

You too Brigitta, and I'm sorry for you getting the brunt of my emotions. [smiles]

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

That's okay, we all need to vent occasionally.

[stardustflying.livejournal.com]

I guess. [half hearted smile] Not that I feel any better, I think that's supposed to be the point.

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

[Faint smile] Yeah.

...This may sound stupid but have you tried talking to him?