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[so Martha's imaginary birthday was yesterday! by which I mean the one that I completely made up, but still, I totally forgot about it. let's just say she went back to London and had drinks with her mum and Tish or something, IDK. THAT IS PROBABLY IRRELEVANT.

Except that it means that Martha is in a good mood here on the Plane! So not completely irrelevant, I suppose. She's brought one of her leather armchairs to the Plane and is sitting cross-legged in it, cradling a guitar in her lap. She fiddles with the tuning knobs for a few moments before strumming some chords. One chord progression leads into something that sounds rather song-like, but it's a song that nobody on the Plane is likely to recognise. She pulls a bit of a face once she realises what she's playing. She closes her eyes for a moment, pulling her hands away from the strings.

When she goes back to playing, it's a tune that might be a bit more familiar - "Hallelujah", that old Leonard Cohen/Rufus Wainwright/everybody else EVER standard, because the mun is uncreative. And, yes, she's singing along quietly - though she's a little self-conscious about her singing voice. BUT FEEL FREE TO PESTER HER.]

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[she gestures in the direction of the beach...wherever it is] It's just over there a bit. I'm surprised you haven't seen it!

I don't do so well with beaches. [rubs the back of his neck uncomfortably]

But! Wouldn't be so bad! Could celebrate whichever season is closest on Earth. Like...winter celebration? Something like that?

Almost spring, really. Well - Valentine's Day was just last weekend. [a slight grimace there] And Mardi Gras is coming up! We could make pancakes!

Valentine's Day? Really?

Did Todd get you a valentine?

[eyeroll] It's Tom. And yes, he had flowers sent to me on Valentine's Day and my birthday.

Is it really? [expression says: I don't really care what his name is]

That's good. I had a woman suggest I send myself valentines because everyone deserves them. I've met her a few times, I don't really understand her all that well.

[way to fail at picking up on the subtle 'oh look you missed my birthday' hint] Oh? Anybody I know?

[pssh, pick up on subtle hints? The Doctor? Really?]

You know, I don't think I ever picked up her name. Nice girl, though. Carries around a doll.

[well, he's missed every completely non-subtle hint in this conversation, so Martha isn't terribly surprised]

Hm, don't think I've met her. 'Course, I think there's probably loads of people on the Plane I haven't met, if the crowds I've seen a few times are any indication. [chuckle] You probably know loads more people than I do.

I know a few people. Spend a lot of time traveling, though. Can't meet too many people out in the Void.

I've kept to myself more than I probably should. [grimace] I ought to get out and meet new people, really. Make new friends, that sort of thing.

Friends are good to have.

[rubs the back of his neck] Far better than enemies.

Yeah, well, I've certainly got enough of those on the Plane. Ought to start wearing a bulletproof vest or something.

[looks away]

She's---

She didn't mean to kill you.

No? And she didn't mean to kick me in the stomach and rupture my intestines afterwards, either?

I don't know, Martha.

I can't---I'm trying to help her.

[quietly, looking away] You can't help everybody, Doctor.

I can make her better, Martha.

You sure like hopeless causes, don't you?

She's not hopeless. She saved my life. Several times. That's a no-effort me-dead. And instead she saved me.

[snort] Probably because dear Harry would've been displeased if you died by someone else's hand.

She's not his puppet. Not anymore.

I can save her, Martha. You just have to give her a chance.

Give her a chance? [an incredulous look] Every time I talk to her, she mentions something about torturing my family!

Ignore it, then! She's baiting you because she thinks she has to!

And I suppose it has nothing to do with the fact that she enjoyed it!

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