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[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[you all remember that chunk of beach the Doctor dragged up to the astral plane, don't you? Of course you do! Well, he's standing at it. In the snow. Yes, there's snow. The water is still lapping up on the shore but the sandy beach is mixed with snow. Most of the snow is gathered around the palm trees. The trees themselves have multi-coloured orbs of light floating gently around them.

The Doctor, for the record, is in his blue suit with the long brown coat on and there's a set of wrapped Christmas-looking presents at his feet. He's humming lightly, hands shoved into his pockets, looking around occasionally as if waiting for someone]

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[didorothy]

She wanted ideas.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[laughs] Did she? She asked Rose, too, apparently.

[didorothy]

She cares about you a lot. ...Bit worrisome, actually.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Really? Why's that?

[didorothy]

It's a bit... to the point of exclusion.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Ah, yeah. [nods] I'm hoping she branches out a bit.

[didorothy]

That's... possible. [has endured the TARDIS's personality, and thus has reservations as to this idea's plausibility]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[looks amused] You don't think so, do you?

[didorothy]

There's some concern there, yes.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

What do you suggest?

[didorothy]

That she interacts with people, that's a good start. It's just difficult with her personality at times.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[nods] I'm trying to encourage her to get out more. I'm glad you're talking to her, though.

[didorothy]

No one's worse than Gene Hunt.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[mildly] Sometimes I think she's trying.

[didorothy]

Valiantly, too. But she can't win.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Lucky for me, really.