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[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

[Donna appears on the plane, somewhat guarded and weary. She looks around for a moment but then relaxes just slightly, pushing her hair out of her face]

Anyone needs me, I'm going to the pub. I need a pint. Or two.

[and thus she begins the trek to the pub]

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[barelyemoting.livejournal.com]

[have a Brig following after you]

Miss Noble?

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

[turns around and smiles, because she rather missed him] Brigadier! [And now she's decided he needs a hug, so she hugs him]

[barelyemoting.livejournal.com]

[the Brigadier gets a hug; he doesn't mind it, not really]

Any special reason for this?

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

[lets go and smooths out her dress] Just missed you, I suppose. Want to come get a pint with me?

[barelyemoting.livejournal.com]

Sounds nice enough. I expect you know where you're going?

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[Have a Firo who still happens to be missing a couple fingers.] You okay ma'am?

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

[gives a little start but shrugs it off fast] I'm just fine. Just going for a pint. Nice day for a drink, isn't it?

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

Can't say it's ever really day around here, but it's always a good time for a drink! Firo Prochainezo at your service. [And he forgets himself and sticks out the hand that's still missing two fingers. -.-]

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

[glances at his hand but it's rude to say something, so she shakes it] Donna Noble. And yeah, guess it's not really day but it feels like drinks time, doesn't it?

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[Realizes his mistake, but she didn't say anything, so he doesn't bother to, either.] Does to me if it does to you. [Offers his arm] I think this whole place could use a good bottle of mule after... well. Drinks time! [Smile~]

[madamemoiselle]

Ah...{Starts to walk after her, but keeping a safe distance}...Would you listen if I said I was...sorry?

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

[jumps and spins around to face her]

I don't know how sorry someone can be for that. [but Donna still rather got on with her and wants to hear it anyway] ...Go on. What the hell happened?

[madamemoiselle]

Ne, that would be because my reality changed. Ah...Well, I spent the first fifty years of my life locked up in a tower as an experiment for Joel. But eventually I got out and killed Joel. I just woke up one day and I was back in that tower, and Joel was alive again. Joel was the person that I...uhm, brought with me.

Joel put something inside me that made me just lose control of everything. I couldn't think, speak, or hear, and I just...knew that I needed to kill everything that moved. I don't know why it happened, or really how, but that's the truth.

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

Someone...tortured you for the first fifty years of your life? [trying to process that]

[didorothy]

[concerned picky pain copper catching up beside her] Can I join?

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

[looks up, smiling slightly] Don't see why not. Haven't seen you in a while, copper.

[didorothy]

If I said 'paperwork,' you'd probably believe me.

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

I would, 'cept for the part where you just made it sound like you weren't doing paperwork for once. You need to get out more.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack catches sight of her, and falls in step, though he doesn't say anything at first; he can tell somethings wrong]

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

[waves at him] I'm not going to bite.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Smiles, coming a little closer] Don't think I'd mind it if you did.

Going out or a drink?

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

[snorts] Easy there, Casanova. Wait 'til I've had a drink first. But yeah, I'm heading to the pub if you want to come.

[soimpressive.livejournal.com]

You know what they say, never drink alone.

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

I don't suppose I could tempt you, then, could I?

[soimpressive.livejournal.com]

There's a strong possibility.

[ooc: Fail, internet! ):]