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[The Doctor is not, surprisingly, brooding in the bar. In fact, he's not even brooding! He actually appears to be genuinely happy, in a "beaming away like Father Christmas" sort of way...and he's humming. A bit off-key, yes, but it's distinctly "Luck Be A Lady."

There are a few bits of TARDIS machinery piled up nearby -- the Doctor is actually taking Omega's advice, and repairing them. Of course, he's doing all this in the middle of the library, utterly oblivious to the fact that he might be disturbing someone's peace and quiet.]

((ooc: Nine has been bumped to a bit after the end of the Doctor Dances, fyi! Slow tags may be slow 'cause of work, but. :|))

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[Here's curious teenager who has been poking through the library] What are you doing?

[have a grin, curious teenager] What d'you think I'm doing? [it's only a little bit sarcastic -- he really just wants to see if Shion can guess]

[Have another curious teenager, Nine! This one is mildly infected by your beaming, because she's grinning back at him, in a slightly uncertain sort of way.

MAYBE RIVER IS LADY LUCK?]

[Looks at the bits of machinery. He hasn't seen anything like them before. But they are cluttering up the library so..] ..Making a mess.

[laughs] Cheeky! But yes, I am. Problems?

[alas, that title belongs to one Captain Jack Harkness -- never mind that he's not really a "lady." Details, details. Nine waves, though.] River! How've you been?

{She's not a curious teenager, alas. She's in one of the aisles looking for a book, but when she hears his humming, she starts to sing along! She's proud that she knows the song, okay?}

[Nine appreciates her taste in show tunes, and chuckles a bit when he finishes the song] Fantastic! Didn't know you could sing, but now the name makes sense.

{She trots out to meet him, holding a little pile of books}

You really didn't? I feel like people have been saying that to me too often lately! Singing is what I love most. It's the only thing I can do really well, I think.

[smiles] You ought to sing more often, then. [he's quiet for a moment, remembering what the Master told him as he does a few more repairs]

Ne, I think so, too. But I haven't really...wanted to sing much, for a while. That's why I came to the library. There are a few opera librettos and arias, so I can learn something new, maybe.

[Barbara is rather cheerfully perusing the stacks, absently organising things – once a librarian, always a librarian – when she hears the humming

she follows the sound to the Doctor's impromptu work shop, and the sight prompts a surprised smile]

I hope you tune your hardware better than you tune your voice.

[nods thoughtfully] Might be helpful for you. Bit of music therapy never hurts. [a pause] Speaking of which, I want you to promise me something.

{Surprised} ...You do? What is it?

[sulks] 'Course I do, but my voice doesn't need tuning, thanks!

[flatly] The next time my TARDIS says something that makes you angry, don't hurt her. Take it out on me if you've got to, but don't touch her.

Oh, we only argue, Doctor. We might hurt each other a little bit every once in a while, but we can both take it. Besides, we're avoiding each other I'm pretty sure? I haven't talked to her since we got stuck together in the hot springs.

The Master told me what you did to her. [well, sort of. in vague detail. but it was enough to make him angry]

{still smiling sweetly, but there's a subtle, dangerous tone in her voice}

Oh? And what did he tell you, Doctor?

[Diva's not the only one with a dangerous tone in her voice. Only the Doctor's isn't so subtle.] He told me you raped her.

Really? How did he find out about that?

I guess it doesn't matter. I did, yes.

[wrong answer, Diva] Don't really care much how he found out, no. [there's another pause, as he tries to calm the oncoming storm here. it's not really working.] You're very lucky I haven't got a giant stake handy at the mo'. [fortunately, he has fists, and one of them connects with Diva's face. he doesn't remember the last time he's actually punched someone, but then, nobody's raped his TARDIS before, either.]

{The books fall from her arms as she stumbles back, holding her face delicately}

...You...You hit me. {Excuse her, it's not often that she gets a punch to the face. Well, unless it's the TARDIS, but that's just ironic. But she doesn't look angry, upset, or really...anything. It's a bit unsettling.}

[Nine is a bit unsettled...not just because of Diva's expression, but because he really did just hit her. He was that angry. He still is, and he's not sure how to deal with it.] You raped my TARDIS. What sort of reaction were you expecting?

Edited 2010-03-24 03:26 (UTC)

No one else threatened to kill me. No one else touched me. I don't really know.

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