008

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[Handy's narrator is fail at the moment and failing to think of things to say. So long story short, we find our hero hanging about in the Astral Bar. Alas he seems to be drinking alone though, and that is shameful and sad.

So obviously someone needs to come along and keep him company.

He is behind the bar, trying to figure out what he will be drinking. Being chained to Kisha!Ten was a pain in the behind, to say the least. But now he is FREE! And thus he is chilling at the Astral Bar, celebrating his freedom and things.]

Comments

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

Oh, but still, I can usually tell the difference. How embarrassing...

Ah, but then, which one are you?

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Well, I'm not Arthur. So we can eliminate that one straight away.

One heart means human. I think there was another half human one, too. He was here before me but he left before I ever got a chance to properly meet him.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

Well, that's all quite good, but I meant your name.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Well, I'm still the Doctor I suppose. Depends on who you ask, really I'd think.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

Well, should I just call you the Doctor? I only want a name to address you by.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[embarrassed, he gives a sheepish grin]

Oh, right, sorry. Yeah, Doctor works perfectly.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

Then I'm Diva, but you may already know that, Doctor.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

I think I did, yeah. But pleasure again all the same.

Hopefully I'll be a bit more memorable this time around.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

Oh, you'll embarrass me even more at this rate!

{And she gives him a playful tap on the shoulder before she finally sits down next to him with a smile}

You're already much more memorable, don't worry. Ne, but I saw you in here, alone and drinking, and that was just such a sad thing. I don't think people come here to drink when they want to be alone, you know?

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't think so either. You're just asking for company if you do anything about this place I think, really.

[pauses seeming to think about something]

So you and Lucy, you're really friends?

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{She tilts her head, smiling}

Ne, we are, yes! Why do you ask?

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[considers Diva for a moment then shrugs]

Just, curiosity I suppose. Didn't think she had any friends. Just the Master it always seemed.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{Sweetly,} Well, even so, she certainly has me. I may not like the Master, but we've come to our...agreements, I'll say that much.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Agreements?

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

Well, it seems that neither of us really likes the person that the other loves. So we don't interfere with any of that.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Lucy, doesn't like a good deal of people, so that's not too surprising from her.

[but oooh gossip, specifically the romantic sort! He likes that stuff, so he can't help but smile a bit and lean in a little.]

So who is this you love, then? Someone from around here, I'm guessing, what with Lucy not liking him. If it's a him. Not liking him or her, as the case may be.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{Giggles}

Ironically, Sam Tyler. He and that Master, they look quite a bit alike, don't they? It seems we have similar tastes in terms of looks, but their personalities couldn't be more different.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[surprised]

Sam Tyler? Really? I've only met him a couple times, but he always seemed a bit....[thinks on it] uptight I suppose?

Still, a girlfriend might be just what he needs. That sort of thing can do wonders to an attitude at times.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

Oh, he's uptight, certainly. But he's the most caring person that I've ever met. He makes me feel like...Well, he makes me happy. I wouldn't say that I'm his girlfriend, and neither would he, but I do love him. With all my heart.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Oh, he's the won't settle down sort? Have you taken the aggressive approach? Sometimes that type just needs someone steering him in the right direction. Throw out all the signals in the universe and they somehow manage to miss every single one of them.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{Dryly}...No, he knows. I promise.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Oh.

[frowns, thinking on this]

Well then, hmm.... Are you sure girls are his thing? Perhaps....hmmm....

[takes a sip of his drink, trying to think on this.]

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

Sometimes I wonder. But he's affectionate sometimes! He's just...Sam. That's the only way I can put it, really.

{She laughs}

I could try being a bit more aggressive again, since it's been quite a while, but I doubt it'll do much. He's concerned that being close to me while trying to help me would be bad, I think he said.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Well you never know. This mate of mine had quite the history of that, picking up men and then three years on they're off living with another man out in the country.

[grins]

Well, giving it another go might be good. You seem to quite like him a lot, he might just need further convincing to see reason. But what's he thinking it's a bad idea for?

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

Well, because he wants to help me. Be a better person, I mean.