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[poshmouthytart.livejournal.com]

[Alex is confused. This is extremely obvious by the way she's standing, mouth slightly open, blinking at the sky.]

No...

[She looks around. She puts a hand to her head, feeling the gauze dressing she's become accustomed to. It feels real enough, but that's an old trick, isn't it?]

This is absurd. Completely. It's all in your head, Alex, just like last time, you knew this could have happened again but...

Well, to be fair, my mind could have conjured up something just a bit more familiar, couldn't it have? I mean, I think I bloody owe myself that much.

[Her eyes close for a moment. If it looks like she's just trying to will the Plane away, well, that's precisely what she's doing.]

I'd put up with Gene Hunt over this. But really, is 2008 too much to ask for? London, Earth, 2008, I made it back once already, wasn't that enough?

[She's shouting now, at the star-speckled sky, possibly at the point of hysteria. But don't expect her to go admitting it.]

I'm not leaving there again, you hear me? I am not going through this again!

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[theguv.livejournal.com]

Yeah? Well maybe you should give me a reason instead of telling me I should.

[grunts in his Gene fashion]

Plenty of shite here you just have to get used to, luv. By the way, watch out for the Masters.

[poshmouthytart.livejournal.com]

Just give me a chance. I'll prove it to you.

And what do you mean by "masters?" Why do I have to watch out for them?

[theguv.livejournal.com]

We'll see.

The Masters. Bloody bastards, the both of them. They're murdering scum and won't think twice 'bout offing a bird like you.

[poshmouthytart.livejournal.com]

There's more than one? Don't tell me they run around this place killing anyone they please. Why hasn't anyone stopped them?

[theguv.livejournal.com]

Yeah. One's a French bastard, the other one looks like Sam. [that obviously pisses him off] And you think we haven't tried?

[poshmouthytart.livejournal.com]

One looks like Sam?

[She's not half irked in return.] I didn't say you haven't, but with a warning like that you can't exactly blame me for asking!

[theguv.livejournal.com]

Did I stutter?

You say you know me? Then you should bloody well not need to ask.

[poshmouthytart.livejournal.com]

It's just... I didn't expect that.

[Alex does facepalm, so insert her doing it now.] I didn't mean you specifically. You can't expect to police the entire universe, Guv. Or wherever the hell we are.

[Is that a bit of a comforting tone in her voice? Maybe. Just a little.]

[theguv.livejournal.com]

Yeah, neither did I.

[but that does make him grin] I can and will police this whole bloody place. Just watch me.

[poshmouthytart.livejournal.com]

I'll watch out for them, then.

[His grin gets a smile out of her, too.] You do that. And I'll be here to help. Again. It doesn't seem as if I have a choice in the matter, anyway.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

Good.

Suppose neither of us do, really.

[poshmouthytart.livejournal.com]

I need to go home. But if I leave, can I come back here?

[theguv.livejournal.com]

Yeah. It's like the pub, luv. Think you're there and wham! That's where you are.

[poshmouthytart.livejournal.com]

Things might not have been bad, the last time, if it had been the same way.

[She offers him a smile.] See you later, Guv.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

[has no idea what she's talking about but just nods] Maybe.

Watch yourself, bollyknickers.

[poshmouthytart.livejournal.com]

[Well, that's not to different from the usual, is it? But she gives him a glance that probably lingers a bit too long, and with a thought, she's gone.]