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[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[Oh, look who it is. Not bustling, not running around, not talking. Just quietly there.]

[He's been scarce on the Plane lately, his current situation making him anything but social. As it is, he's here now, staring at the post he has on the Plane, waiting for a promised letter. Feel free to interrupt.]

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[marthajonesmd.livejournal.com]

Well, well, look what the cat dragged in. [her tone is perfectly amiable, though, and she's smiling because, well, it's the Doctor] What've you been up to lately?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Actually, I more or less dragged myself in. [why yes, he is a Grumpy McGrumperson]

Sorry, that was rude, wasn't it? I think it was.

[marthajonesmd.livejournal.com]

Mm, yeah, you and Cy don't exactly get along. [chuckle, she is politely ignoring your rudeness]

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

That cat is a vicious, evil monster. Hardly my fault I don't get along with her.

[marthajonesmd.livejournal.com]

Perhaps you ought to bribe her with fruit. She seems to like that quite a lot.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[have an unimpressed look]

What are you doing?

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack doesn't approach until he's sure which Doctor this is. Or rather, which Doctor this isn't]

You look busy.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

You can't feed a cat fruit. It won't mesh with their digestive system!

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Fixing a mistake that should never have been made.

[leans back]

The Master has Lucy. Unsurprisingly.

[marthajonesmd.livejournal.com]

I don't exactly think Cy is an ordinary cat, Doctor.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Terribly.

[scratches his sideburns as he stares at the post]

Haven't seen you in a while, Jack. Universe treating that team of yours all right?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Cy's more of a demon, actually. I think.

[rubs the back of his neck and turns to look at her]

How're you feeling?

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Still in scrubs, wrapped again in the doctor's coat. She feels like a kid standing next to him right now, with his serious face and his height and her tininess and what feels like pajamas and a jacket that's too big.

Never mind those stupid gray hairs. She runs her fingers over them, shakes her head, and reaches out to touch his arm.]

Doctor?

[marthajonesmd.livejournal.com]

Well, see? I imagine demons can eat fruit just fine.

[shrug] Perfectly normal, actually.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[the Doctor will never admit it, but he's so very, very grateful to see Misaki. At least one person out there doesn't know what a terrible mess he's made of everything]

Hi.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

And if not, the fruit clogging up her digestive track will probably kill her. I win either way.

[the words are very flat and have no genuine malice behind them]

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

Haven't had any big emergencies in a while, so can't complain.

I'm thinking of taking a little break from Torchwood.

[marthajonesmd.livejournal.com]

[Martha wants to facepalm, but doesn't] So, how're you doing?

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Lucy went back to the Master.

[sighs]

Can't you just let this all come to an end?

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

[There isn't a Romana showing up here of course not. Why would she ever? --- A book and some documents tucked under her arm she looks between him and the post box, mildly curious.]

I don't suppose you're still waiting for those new Leisure Hive brochures Mina had promised to send?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

I'm always all right.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[looks over at Handy. Expression says: Gee, you think she went back to him?]

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Yeah? A little holiday? See a bit of the world?

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Leaves her hand there.] Hi.

[Not sure what to say.] I suppose asking if you're all right would be rather stupid.

[marthajonesmd.livejournal.com]

'Course you are. [and she gives him a bit of a tight smile]