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[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[On the Astral plane, yawning]

I hate dying when I have plans. I mean, there's the time it takes to bring me back, then there's all the paperwork I have to fill out.....And I really wanted to take Mickey and Jake out for sushi at the new sushi bar on Oxford.

((Kisha inspired this! There is also lead-up fic here, about Rose dying. \o/))

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[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

You can't keep the silent treatment up forever. The longer you do, the more I'll have to make the Master keep me company.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[gives her this look, then digs into his pockets and finds a card and a pen. He writes on it and holds it up to her. It says, "He's dangerous."]

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Oh, well, that's creative of you.

So are you, though. What's your point?

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[scribbles on the paper in exasperation and holds it up again. "He's evil. He likes killing people."]

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

So?

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[now he just stares at her before shaking his head and facepalming]

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[Shrugs] How long is it gonna take for you to get over this?

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[writes on his hand-dandy paper, "Until you both quit being so-" and then there's a scribble mark]

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

...what, Doctor?

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[sighs and writes, "Rose, I mean it. He's not exactly boyfriend material. You need to be careful around him."]

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Who said anything about boyfriend?

And why exactly can't you just say this?

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[scribbles out, "Fine, he's also bad for random shags." And then he gives her a look, because duh, he's not talking to her. Thus he can still write at her]

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[Throws arms up in the air] You're hopeless.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[stuffs the paper in his pocket and just makes a face at her]

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[Makes a face back] Fine. Be that way.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[and he will be. Just folds his arms and gives her a disapproving look]

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[Folds arms and pouts, because she doesn't want to be on bad terms with him]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[pouts right back because firstly that's so cheating and secondly it's harder to not talk when she's pouting]

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[Pouts more and is definitely considering wibbling at him, OH, SHE MIGHT GO THERE]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[DON'T GO THERE ROSE. He notices the wibbling but he sniffs a bit and just rocks on his feet]

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Doctor? [THE WIBBLING IS GETTING WORSE AND YES, SHE'S FAKE CRYING] I'm sorry, you know.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[there goes his resolve. And his shoulders are sagging and everything] I'm just worried.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

I know. [Hugtiem?]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[hug!] Just...be careful. Please. Don't let your guard down.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

I know better. [Delicious hug!porn] He doesn't really scare me, you know.