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[A boy, looking about 12 years old, appears angrily on the plane holding a pistol. Such pretty white stripes in his black hair! And a black, prim outfit. He basically looks like a snooty man's snooty rich child.]

TWO DAMN IT. One- [stops as he realizes some things. First, he is only holding a single gun, which he immediately tosses to the side theatrically. Second, he's not wherever he was.] Liz... This place is a mess!

[The gun, in mid-air, transforms into an older teen/young adult. She has ~~delicious boobies~~ a cowboy hat and bright red "shirt" that covers all of her cleavage and breasts and none of her stomach. She surveys their surroundings sternly and disgustedly.] What happened here...

... We'll need a lot of towels, stain remover, air fresheners - Where's Patty? We could use her help with this.

[The woman cringes] We?! I'm not cleaning this up! Blood will stain my jeans!!

[OOC: Double intro post for Liz Thompson and Death the Kid. INBOX RAPE COMING AT YA |D If you only want to be bugged by one, say so in ooc or something.]

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"Time Lord"? That's a bit pretentious.

What? All right, yes it is but you're Death. Death is in your name! Your father is Death! Now that's pretentious too.

I'm a shinigami! What do you expect them to call me?!

And I lord over Time! What else are they going to call me?!

[He grumpily goes quiet and continues his work. CONGRATULATIONS, DOCTOR. You beat a 12 year old in an argument. HOW DOES THAT MAKE YOU FEEL?!]

[IT FEELS PRETTY DAMN GOOD] So do you believe me?

Do I have a choice?

Of course! You always have a choice.

Yeah, but if I call you a liar again you'll bug me.

[grins] But you still have that choice.

Stop it!

Stop what?

Your smug grinning!

I'm not. I'm just saying there's a choice.

[dfkjdhfk do not explode at the stupid person! Dx Goes back to work, clearly annoyed/angry. Maybe growling just a bit.]

[leans closer, all honestly curious] Did I say something?

[He turns around to squeeze out his mop and WHOOPS BLOODY MOP TO THE DOCTOR'S FACE. Except for some reason it's more like a deliberate blow, hard enough to bruise a person. When he speaks, is oh so surprisingly without any remorse.] Oops. Sorry.

[And he goes about his business, getting blood out of the mop so he can clean more up.]

[AND THAT REALLY HURT. Even if it was a mop. Also? He's totally doing this (http://i25.tinypic.com/2a9tfs5.png) face. Yep] What was that for?! I didn't mean any offense! [wiping blood off now]

[GUESS WHO'S SMUG NOW?] You sure have a way of showing it. [Mop mop moooop >3]

[THE DOCTOR WILL HAVE HIS REVENGE, KID] Well I didn't mean it! Blimey you hit hard.

[So the Doctor just started a relationship of "REVENGE ON YOU" "no REVENGE ON YOU"?? And Kid takes the "you hit hard" as a compliment.]

Oh, thank you. And you're good at... something, I'm sure. You're a doctor, are you? [Yes, right back to casual conversation. 'Cause the Doctor complimented him :|]