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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[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

I was holding back. Because it's forbidden, you know.

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

[raises eyebrows]

Is it? Nobody told me. How unfortunate.

((*floats cooly on the breeze*))

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Oh Doctor, Doctor. Wherefore art thou, Doctor? That which we call a Rose
By any other name would smell as sweet.

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

[draws back, hands falling away]

I never much liked that play. A bunch of petty squabblers and dramatic children acting like fools.

What shall we call you, then? You may smell the same, but you're no Rose, are you?

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Caught me! [Holds hands up in a surrender gesture] Cher. Well, Cherthopallinia, but I like Cher much better.

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

[wryly]

Somehow I'm not surprised.

When did you possess her?

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Oh, a day ago. Or something like that. I don't do time. Could have been in her morning or something. She looked horrendous when I did, though. She should be thanking me for saving her appearance.

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

[a slight nod]

I'm sure she's grateful. Can you hear her?

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Oh, if I really try. Don't want to, though, because she's being a bit...nasty.

I can look through her memories easily, too. She hates that.

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

Mmm, I imagine she would be, considering you're an invader.

Quite in tune with her mind, then?

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Positively musical!

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

Somehow, I doubt that's how she would put it.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Yeah, but who cares about that?

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

[sudden bright, hard smile]

Well, you see, I do.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

You're cute when you smile. [Yes, the fairy is dense. Sssshhh.]

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

[leans forward; the smile bares his teeth]

Am I? Shall I smile when I rip you out of her head and leave you to die amidst the stars?

((...XD *DIES* THAT IS CLEARLY ONE OF THE MOST EVIL THINGS IN THE UNIVERSE))

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[EEEP]

I'm too young to diiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiie.

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

[straightens up, pats her on the shoulder]

Well then! I'm sure you'll agree to leave willingly.

((I SCARED))

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[POUT!]

Will I?

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

[nods]

Yes. You will.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy?

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

[simply]

Well, if you don't, I'll kill you.

((...Later, he will says he was bluffing. > >))

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Aggressive! I like it.

Can't I have a few more minutes?

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

[shakes his head sadly]

No, I'm afraid not. I think you've been using Rose long enough.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[Siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh]

Fine.