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[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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[have a Brig following after you]

Miss Noble?

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

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

[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?

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

Any special reason for this?

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. -.-]

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

[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?

[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~]

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

[takes his arm, laughing] Mule? Don't think I've had that. You'll have to show me it.

My pleasure! [Off to the newly refurbished bar~ Firo has been working on restocking the supply of alcohol. He wanders around behind the counter for a minute before finding what he's looking for.]

Here we go! The real McCoy. Uncut Caribbean rum.

There's a pub around here, just that way. [starts walking again] So, how were you? [she feels a wee bit awkward]

[he walks alongside her]

...Fine. Tried to find you earlier. Busy?

[frowns a little, watching her steps as she walks]

I was naked and drinking tea. Not exactly my ideal day. I guess I wasn't very clever, trying to stop that Diva but I couldn't well ignore her, either.

[and he stops dead]

I should have guessed.

[awkward]

Not very pleasant, was it? They weren't exactly quick on offering clothes.

Rum! [obviously pleased with his discovery] Now that's what I'm talking about. I don't think I've had that.

Mule, hooch, booze--that's whiskey. But I've had a fair bit of that today already, with Li. This stuff, [He gives the bottle a little shake] now, this is hard to get. McCoy is the best supplier on either coast, to hear half the city tell it.

[Pours two glasses, a little clumsily due to the fingers issue, and slides one across the bar to her before leaning on it.] So, what's a pretty lady like you doing drinking alone?

[stops as well and turns to stare at him, more than a bit concerned]

You too? I didn't even know...I haven't heard anything about it.

[frowns; oh so awkward] No, they weren't, were they? Right bastards if you ask me, making a lady sit there starkers. [and then gentler] You all right?

[he begins walking a bit, at least to where she is]

Yes. I don't think anyone else knows. ...She's still free.

[he tilts his head a bit and gives her a bit of a side glance]

Perfectly fine, Miss Noble. [lie and a half] I'd rather neither of us have to do it again.

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[shakes her head] What are we going to do about her?

[figures he's lying because she sees through people like that. But just nods and rubs her arms] You're telling me, mate. Hand through my flippin' chest. Not how I was picturing it.

[was a little concerned when he was having trouble with the glasses but smiles and accepts her drink] That all sounds very 1920's. That Prohibition stuff. [takes a moment to drink, then says] I feel like I was hit by a bus. I dunno. [bites her lip, then says] She got me. So I'm trying to get it out of my system.

She approached me on the Astral Plane. She doesn't seem to have any remorse. It isn't an accident when you put your hand through someone's chest. [he grabs his swagger stick and gives it a good thump against his leg] I'm going to find some way to keep it from happening again, Miss Noble.

[he nods briefly] She did the same to me. Though I had a broken finger and a bullet wound to the chest prior to it. Bit me as well.

I haven't seen her yet. I didn't really want to. [she reaches down into her cleavage and pulls out a dagger] I was ready anyway. And don't you go saying 'you' like you're not having any help on this. We'll figure something out. I wish the Doctor could help. [although she feels so weird saying that but at the end of the day she believes in him]

She bit me, too. I kicked her around and managed to kill her once with one of your swords but she came back easy. [sighs]

Hopefully you won't. [he raises his brows at the dagger pulled out of her boobs, but doesn't say anything about it] We'll do something, then. If she can't be killed, there must be a way to disable her. [he pauses] Perhaps we could discreetly bring it up to him.

I killed her several times before she got to me. Shots to the head seem to work well. [the Brigadier taps his stick in his other hand] Let's just head to the pub. I could do with a drink.

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