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[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

[So! Guess who has been being annoyingly vocal about getting out? And who has a whole new set of icons due to a whim?

That's right! Brigitta is back on the Plane yet again, this time looking a lot more dressed up than usual, clingy red dress, done up hair, make up... The works, she looks like she's been to a great big party, and also looks like she isn't all that happy about it.

...Okay, she definitely isn't all that happy about it, especially since she's had to leave her weapons behind, the moment that Brigitta appears she pretty much rips her hair out of its style and lets out a sound close to a growl, this has not been a very good day] I really don't understand why this is necessary, the least he could do is wear the dress.

[She grumbles again and runs a hand through her hair before dumping herself on the ground and lying flat out to stare at the stars, it's both ruining her dress and getting her to relax! Yay!]

Comments

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

Course it does! My son hasn't dedicated his life for nothing.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

[blinks] You have a son?

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

Yes, lovely boy! [Softer, her face moving to something slightly more adoring His names Beranabus, he saves the world.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

Sounds like he'd get on well with the Doctor.

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

Probably! They both have that wonderful noble thing going on... Apparently.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

...Apparently?

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

I sort of... Died right after he was born.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

[well, that does explain why she feels very slightly off to him] I see. Death doesn't seem to have had such a solid grip on you, though.

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

Of course not- I managed to claw my way back.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

Your son...does he know you're alive?

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

...No, nobody has informed him yet.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

I see. How old is he?

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

Uh... I don't know exactly, over three thousand?

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

He's what?! How is that even possible? [for a human, he means]

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

[A little snappily] How did I come back to life? Some questions can't be answered.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

No, not that. Though that did answer a question I was saving for later. I meant how can he be that old?

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

It falls into the same camp.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

[frowns] So you don't know how that is either. I see. No matter, I'm sure there's a reasonable explanation for it.

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

Perhaps [She knows the explanation, but she isn't telling]

...What age are you?

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

[he shrugs nonchalantly] So old, I've forgotten and stopped keeping track a long time ago.

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

How impressive, can't even round it down?

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

To give you an idea, both the Doctor and Master had completed their studies in the Academy before I did.

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

Ah... That doesn't help that much, I think they're lying about their ages.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

[arches an eyebrow] What have they said?

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

I can't quite remember but I know that they've talked about it- I think the Doctor at least is rounding down a bit.