dog and time lord, together again for the first time.

[not-theman-iwas.livejournal.com]

[In the wake of all the death and the fighting and the dying and so on, the Doctor is sitting cross-legged on the ground, thinking. Though how much thinking she can manage to do is dubious, because she is very often distracted by a border collie puppy running around and tripping over itself and going OMG OMG OMG LOOK AT THIS!!! and licking and sniffing and in general being super-excited to be here.

They're going to get along fabulously.

She's also got the broken pieces of his shell in her lap, because it didn't seem quite right to just leave it behind. Not to mention, she might want to run tests on it, because of the whole dog from an egg thing.]

Comments

[not-theman-iwas.livejournal.com]

...Well.

[She's not sure if she wants to meet something that is capable of eating with this Master.]

[best-served-hot.livejournal.com]

That could be fun.

[But it could be fun! They could have eating competitions.]

[not-theman-iwas.livejournal.com]

[Ugh.]

Better than you eating it, at least.

[best-served-hot.livejournal.com]

Depends on how quickly it decides to hatch.

[not-theman-iwas.livejournal.com]

[Sigh. She would facepalm, but that would be undignified.]

Of course.

[best-served-hot.livejournal.com]

Maybe we can set up a play date. [Not snarky at all.]

[not-theman-iwas.livejournal.com]

If it survives that long.

[best-served-hot.livejournal.com]

Yes, if.

And if it doesn't eat the mutt before we can set that up. [We must factor in all the possibilities.]

[not-theman-iwas.livejournal.com]

I doubt that will happen.

[Because she won't let it. :|]

[best-served-hot.livejournal.com]

I suppose we'll just have to find out.

[not-theman-iwas.livejournal.com]

Yes, I suppose we will. [:|]