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[currently, the Doctor is crawling on the floor in the entrance of the ballroom, occasionally stopping to look and feel under the couches for something. he doesn't show it, but he's been rather shaken up--and he certainly is not happy]

Come on out! I know you're here somewhere. You've got to be! I felt you before you--[he pauses, his hand suddenly darting under a plush chair]--did whatever you did a few moments ago.

[ooc: The Doctor had to make a choice! When you tag in, I'll leave you a little message in his reply back so you know what's up~]

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Yes, well, I'm sure it can be helped. You do have a bloody time machine, so - [she stops, horrified, clapping a hand over her mouth. That is not at all what she meant to say.]

[she takes a breath and is distracted thankfully by the Doctor being dumb.] Exactly what places do you think you could still go?

[Time Lords really do have a grasp of what the future might hold~]

[frowns] Benny, you and I have talked about this before, well, I have done, and you will do sometime in the future judging from your reaction. But like I said a moment ago--see, there is a reason for my rambling--I can't no matter how much I want to. You've lived through those events, and by the time I get to see the results of things with my own eyes, I've established myself in the timeline and that adds another big reason why I can't change it. No amount of apologising will ever make up for it, and I'm pretty certain you'll always be angry with me because of it for the rest of your life. I know Brax is, though we'll never admit it openly to each other.

[he tries to smile, but considering what else he's said...] I could go anywhere I wanted. Where would you want me to go?

As I'd rather not address any of that and pretend it doesn't bother me at all, I'm just going to seemingly dismiss - [she makes a face] - cruking hell, why do I keep doing that?

[she makes an indignant and horrified face] What the bloody hell is wrong with you? I - you - I didn't bloody realize you lot could be reborn as - [and she is failing at talking, because she is very shocked and appalled by you, Doctor, so she punches him in the arm] Sodding pervert!

[somewhat indignantly] I'd like to know the same thing! I never wanted to talk about that incident ever again. I thought that I was done with that.

[rubs his arm] I am not! I never have any time to do anything anyway. Far too many important things going on! Bernice Surprise Summerfield, are you sure you're not the one who's the bigger pervert? After all, you never did say.

[she huffs, her shoulders visibly shaking, and if looks could kill, well...you'd be wearing a bowtie right now, Doctor. She's completely ignoring the first point, because she's too offended right now to think straight.]

I'm not a bleeding pervert and I'll tell you where you could go with me you [she seethes, unable to find words, so she punches him in the arm again] - you can go absolutely bloody nowhere! I'm not the town bicycle that you can just hop on when you fancy a ride.

[she waves her hands around, her voice mocking] Oh, I have no time because I'm a galactic wag so I'll just hit up Benny when I'm stuck somewhere, because she's always good for a go.

[the voice goes away and she glares up at him]

Not to mention that I have an ex-bloody-husband at home and I'm not about to trot off with you to do goddess knows what because you are [and she punches his arm again] a giant perverted sod!

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[firmly, seriously] Stop it. Just stop it! You should know me well enough to know that I'd never treat you like that, and that I'd never think of you like that either! Contrary to all evidence you've seen so far, I'm older and wiser than I was when we...had a go. [his voice softens and he reaches for her again] You're my friend, first and foremost, and I'm more than aware when a ship has sailed. Any fleeting feelings, perverted or not, don't matter.

[he tries to smile] You and Jason were always meant for each other, you know.

And you can really stop punching me in the arm.

Edited 2010-10-18 00:55 (UTC)

[she turns red and looks away, embarrassed and humbled.] I don't know what to expect when there's a new you. Every time I meet you again you're, you're you, but you're not. [and then the moment of being humbled is over] You're still a sodding idiot about certain things, but overall you're very intelligent. [she makes a face, that sentence should have ended earlier and not included anything about him being intelligent] And there we are again! What the hell is going on with that? I don't even - [deep breath]

I actually really would like to say I'm sorry, because what you just said there was oddly touching [she makes a face at that sentence too, as she meant to say something about waiting for his apologies and being completely blameless and instead said...that], but it still doesn't change the fact that you might want to think of how you say things before you bloody say them.

[he smiles] I don't really have a choice right now, but what I said just now is the absolute truth. ...And so was that! Thanks for the compliment, by the way--and yes, I'm taking it all as a compliment, even the idiot part because by virtue of the 'very intelligent' comment, it overrules it and I'm still damn clever!

[a pause] That really isn't helping. You've got to admit, though, it is interesting what's going on. We must have made the same choice.

Oh, I hate the truth. [she laughs] And that must be the truth as well. Isn't that fantastic? I prefer denial to - ugh, we make absolutely rubbish choices.

[he chuckles; softly] They weren't all bad. I'm glad you travelled with me.

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And I can't even accuse you of lying just so I can pretend that your words don't mean as much to me as they - oh, this is going to be an absolute misery, isn't it?

Nope! [he grins cheekily] I can't take them back either, not that I'd want to. And, well, I wouldn't say "absolute misery". Close to, maybe, but more like a temporary unpleasantness that, if we're not careful, could turn us against one another--or at least leave one of us with an awful lot of bruises, namely me.

You absolutely deserve it, except you don't, since half the time I think you're not even aware of what an idiot you're being. So, any ideas on how to fix this before I hurt you even further?

[he just smiles in reply]

Well! For starters, I think we need to stay away from topics that incite a certain emotion in us. Well, not just one.

We need to learn to not say obnoxious things, too. Honestly, no pun intended, how did you expect me to react to something like that?

[quickly] Also, let's agree that we can retain the right to remain silent if it fits us.

I wasn't expecting anything, really. I'm a bit rude in this incarnation and really, I can't help it.

You do realise if we agree to that, we might not end up saying anything at all. Of course, we could always switch to Delphon, but I can't remember how up you are on that or if I taught you at all.

I have heard the older people get the ruder they become as well.

[she smiles] You know, I can't quite recall if you have either. You can try teaching me again. It would be a safe activity I think, considering how limited and painful our conversation might become without a distraction.

[frowns] You should've seen me in a couple other incarnations.

Of course, there is catching a film, but we'd have to dodge those hands every now and--Benny, watch out! [he grabs her suddenly, pulling her towards him as he spins away from the spot he stood in. he glances back over his shoulder, catching sight of one of the hands skittering away, deprived of its prey]

[she looks at the Doctor holding onto her, then looks back past the Doctor's shoulder at the hand skittering away, then back up at the Doctor again.] I would usually make some comment asking if you were quite sure you're not a pervert, but since I don't seem capable of doing that at the moment, I'll just say thank you.

And I'll say you're welcome, even though I was very nearly insulted there. [lets her go] Maybe we ought to go somewhere without them. That might be a bit nicer. Somewhere safe and quiet to work on our eyebrow movement.

[she laughs despite herself] You might actually have a good idea. All right then, where do you suggest, Doctor?

[he smiles] Well, let's see what's out there. The kitchen could be a safe bet, or the bar and onsen. Which do you feel like?

Given those options, do you really need to ask?

Just checking, really. Shall we?

Since when did you look before you leap. You really are getting quite old aren't you?

[she takes his arm, even if he hasn't offered] Oh, why not.

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