At the Bottom

[everybody-lives.livejournal.com]

[River is sitting in the kitchen with a mug of tea. She's got both hands wrapped tightly about it, and is giving the vague impression that it is not warmth she seeks - but answers. Steam is curling upwards like fog]

Idiot.

[Her journal rests nearby]

Comments

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Oi, I resent that.

I've been downright clever lately.

[everybody-lives.livejournal.com]

[have an irritated glance, Doctor]

Surely you've caught on my now that not everything is about you?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Well, when it comes to certain people, it is. Like the Master. Always about me with the Master. And Simon Cowell. But he's rather angry about everything, isn't he---

[oh, she's a serious River] Any particular idiot I might know?

[everybody-lives.livejournal.com]

[VERY serious River. See her seriously grow even more irritated. Simon Cowell?!]

Me. I'm the prized idiot this go round. I guess you could say you know me, even if you are just getting down the basics.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Well, only on occasion, from what I've noticed. Mostly because of emotions, but you're only human.

[he moves to sit near her]

[everybody-lives.livejournal.com]

[not that they haven't had this chat before, but it is completely on topic --]

Not anymore.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[looks away]

No, I suppose not.

But your mind still is.

[everybody-lives.livejournal.com]

My mind isn't what I am irritated at.

[and then she looks at him sharply, trying to decide something]

No, I can't even blame this one on you.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[faintly amused] I can tell you're trying, though.

[everybody-lives.livejournal.com]

[and her eyes are narrowing now]

You're right, I am.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[the amusement fades, replaced with concern] What happened?

[everybody-lives.livejournal.com]

[there is a glance at her journal, this bit won't be written down there]

I went and let myself shag Dr. Moon. Of all the ridiculous things.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[laughs, because this is a joke, right?]

No, really.

[everybody-lives.livejournal.com]

No.

[is she laughing?]

Really.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[Oh.]

Well. That's---

[and cue confusion] Isn't Dr. Moon just a template for the actual moon above the Library, though? Does he even know how to---

[asmallamoroso.livejournal.com]

[Also in the kitchen is Ai but she's having a little trouble getting what she needs. Which is why she can be seen pulling one of the kitchen chairs across the floor towards the cabinets so that she can get herself a mug.]

I really need to remember to bring a step stool here...

[everybody-lives.livejournal.com]

[River spies a distraction]

Is it all right if I help?

[asmallamoroso.livejournal.com]

[Stopping in mid-drag --it really is bothersome being so little-- Ai looks over to her.]

I wouldn't mind some help, thank you.

[everybody-lives.livejournal.com]

[she can appreciate the right tool for the right job]

All right then, what can I get for you?

[asmallamoroso.livejournal.com]

Earl Grey, please. With a little milk.

[everybody-lives.livejournal.com]

[she sets it to steep and puts a pot of pink on the table between them]

It should be ready soon.

[asmallamoroso.livejournal.com]

[she just nods as she pulls herself up onto the chair]

Thank you. It's difficult trying to get around when this place isn't exactly set up for kids.

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

[happens to be passing by when he hears; glances at her with sympathetic amusement] Anyone in particular?

[everybody-lives.livejournal.com]

[a quick glance up]

Just the usual lecture to myself.

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

[understanding nod] You're often the best person to talk sense into yourself. Provided you're not overly harsh...