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[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

[this is Lucy. this is Lucy sitting quietly off to some random side of the Plane, resting in a wide, comfy chair, legs tucked beneath her and reading a book. what book? a random one she snatched from the TARDIS library that gives some (very) truncated history on Gallifrey. why? because her husband has currently gone a mite bonkers and thinks himself someone else. it really, really sucks. so she's doing some reading and hoping to find some answers.

hopefully]

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[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[looks at her]

Do you really believe that I think that way?

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

He does. Why shouldn't you?

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

I just - I don't.

[quiet for a moment and then back to being defensive]

I don't need to defend myself to you.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

And I don't need to explain myself to you.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

I never asked you to.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

Then why don't you just leave me alone?

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Gladly. I just wanted to make sure the TARDIS and Donna were still all right while those two are playing at Rassilon and Omega.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

[considers him, then goes back to her book, not meeting his gaze] Of course.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[she needs to stop that, it makes him want to get all ladfsjk, but he will attempt to keep his cool]

Of course.

[and he drops]