005--What d'you mean "I'm different?"

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[Rose is unusually bouncy]

Oh my god. This afternoon, yeah? I had the most amazing chips when I was out with Mickey. He bought me lunch for some reason, and those chips were absolutely sinful.

Speaking of Mickey...funny boy. Fit, too. Absolutely hilarious. Him and that gorgeous blonde friend of his, Jake. They tell the funniest stories. Positively knee-slapping.

((SHE'S BEEN POSSESSED BY AN ALIEN))

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[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Rose? [waves a bit]

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Doctor! [Have a tackle!] Nice to see you! How are you? You smell good.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[surprised but hugs back] I'm fine! I didn't think I smelt any different than normal. Coconuts, maybe? Anyway! Good to see you, too. You sound...happy!

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[Unlike normal Rose, this one won't hold on] You smell much better than coconuts. I've never liked coconuts. They're too.....coconutty.

Of course I sound happy! Absolutely cheerful. Why wouldn't I?

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[blinks] Oh, what do I smell like, then?

Well, it's not that, just you're...more cheerful than normal.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Just...nice, really. [UP IN YOUR SPACE, SNIFFING YOU] Candy, maybe. And stardust.

Chipper, really!

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[well, the Doctor's personal bubble is small at least] Candy and stardust! I had some jelly babies this morning. The stardust is probably from the TARDIS.

I can see that! Any specific reason why? There wasn't anything in those chips, I hope.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

You smell like Venus, too.

Just regular old salt and vinegar. Good old Earth style chips. They taste delicious.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

I'm rather fond of Venus. They contribute so much. Like the Venusian lullaby.

[beams] Wrapped in newspaper?

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

It's such a nice one, too! And most importantly, Venus smells gorgeous. Absolutely gorgeous.

The only way to go! [RANDOM SNOG TIME]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Well Venus is- [except now he's being snogged. his jaw would drop but his mouth is occupied. HI, ROSE'S LIPS.]

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[HI THERE, DOCTOR. 'SUP?]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[THE SKY. His brain is seriously stopped working. It's a combination of sugar!Rose and Rose's tongue, I think]

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[Too bad it's not really Rose doing it]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[yeah but he doesn't know this. well, his brain is going "derp" or he might. and gasp, he's reacting! have some snog]

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[OOOH ALIEN INVADER LIKES THIS so does what little of Rose is still floating around, too]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[HE IS HAPPY TO PLEASE? Actually he's just very confused. HI BITS OF ROSE. The bits of Ten's brain that are still working apologize for not doing something smart like getting the alien out of her Also, he's attempt to pull back a bit] Uhm... You're...enthusiastic, eh? [WORK, BRAIN] Not Cassandra again, are you?

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Cassandra, who's--OH, Cassandra. Of course I'm not Cassandra, you silly old Time Lord. Plain old Rose Marion Tyler, age 21 and 349 days, daughter to Jacqueline Andrea Suzette Tyler and Peter Alan Tyler, and big sister to Annie Johanna Tyler. [LOOK IT'S ANOTHER SNOG]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[lksgjlkf;ds THAT TRICK WILL NOT WORK TWICE] Wait! Wait just a tic! [holds her by the forearms, frowning] Who are you? Where's Rose?

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Don't be silly. I'm Rose.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[srsly B|] No, you're not. Rose doesn't talk like that. And Rose certainly doesn't act like this. Now what have you done with her?

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Caught me! Don't worry, she's safe in here. [Taps head]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[and he's...somewhat surprised at how easy that was] She'd better be safe. What are you doing in her body? What species are you?

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Oooh, someone's not happy. Grrr!

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

And I'm going to be very, very cross if you don't get out of her this instant.