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[have the TARDIS on the Astral Plane, obviously preoccupied and seemingly frustrated]

Why will they not listen? Why will they never, ever listen? I grow weary of their constant arguing. [seems to be holding a conversation with someone else while muttering to herself] No, that is not acceptable. Why can they not understand I won't hurt them? That wretched, useless -- did they just shoot at me?

[long-suffering sigh] I am convinced today is a Saturday. There can be no other explanation.

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How am I lucky? [blinks] Blue. What for?

Because you don't often have bad days. [Picks out a blue, then hands over the bag of nail polish] For the toenails.

Edited 2008-04-21 02:37 (UTC)

[ooc: Why yes, yes she does fail. AND THAT'S OKAY, I FORGIVE YOU.]

No, I suppose I don't. Though I am often left alone. One could treat those as bad days, though it's what I'm used to, so I'm uncertain. [still does not get this toenail thing and picks at the bag, baffled]

Well, do you like it? Or not? [Grins] How 'bout orange? Or pink?

[ooc: She tries, honest~ *loves*]

Being alone? So long as I can hear the Doctor, it is not so bad. I worry for him, though, especially when he's gone a long time. [tilts her head] I ... do not know. Pink, I suppose?

Doesn't sound too much like a bad day, then. [Picks out a pink bottle and hands it to her] This is one of my favorites.

Only when I'm shot at. Or blown up. Or melted down. I wasn't particularly fond of being drilled into, either. [holds the bottle loosely] ...I do not understand what you want me to do.

I don't blame you.

[Starts pulling off her shoes and socks and starts painting her toenail] Er...paint your toenails? Like I'm doing now.

[smiles] No, I guess you can't.

[watches Rose, then begins following suit, removing her boots and opening the nail polish bottle, wielding it awkwardly as she tries to paint her toenails] Is it supposed to smell this bad?

Yeah, it is. [Wrinkles nose] One of the downsides to having pretty nails.

[nods, glancing down at her toes] Is this the same as tanning, then? A way to look more attractive?

It is, yeah, I guess. I never really thought about it that way before, but yeah, it is.

Are you trying to look more attractive for someone in particular, then?

[Blinks] Not really, no.

Ah. [looks down, finishing one foot before asking] What are your feelings on the Doctor, Rose Tyler?

Er, well, that's---um. [Finishes her feet and looks over] Why d'you ask?

[completely unperturbed by Rose's verbal flailing] You and the Doctor travelled together in the past and you spend a great deal of time together now. [frowns] That faerie who possessed you also read your mind and said you loved the Doctor beyond simple friendship. Is this true?

[Acccccck]

Er. Um. Wait, she did what?

She said you loved the Doctor. [stops painting her nails to give Rose a straight look] I want to know if her words were true. Do you love him?

I....it's, um, well--

[keeps watching her, intent, then finally looks down, finishing painting her nails and wiggling her toes with a bit of childish wonder] In what way?

[Gives her toenails another coat] I....well....I think you know.

I figured as much. [doesn't look at her] He cannot love you the same way, you know. No matter how deeply you care.

[Grabs the ice cream and offers the TARDIS a spoon, digging in] That's all right.

[looks at it strangely but takes the spoon and mimics Rose, surprised by the cold] How can you say that so easily?