I like long runs down corridors, confronting evil in sensible shoes, and delving into the quantum mechanics of space/timeship repair.

Tuesday, April 19, 2011
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…What in… I don’t remember this.

Ginger beer, Doctor.

Was I that inebriated?

…I didn’t do anything untoward, did I?

You’ve never done anything…

I look like nothing of the sort!

But you do! The kind that go around in waistcoats and carry timepieces. I find it charming. 

The White Rabbit? I should hope I’m not nearly that frantic. Not when you lot are safe, at any rate.

No, but you can be charmingly grumpy. 

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…What in… I don’t remember this.

Ginger beer, Doctor.

Was I that inebriated?

…I didn’t do anything untoward, did I?

You’ve never done anything…

I look like nothing of the sort!

But you do! The kind that go around in waistcoats and carry timepieces. I find it charming. 

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…What in… I don’t remember this.

Ginger beer, Doctor. 

Was I that inebriated?

…I didn’t do anything untoward, did I?

You’ve never done anything that I’ve considered ‘untoward’, Doctor. 

Oh, splendid! …why’d you see fit to hit me, then? What was I doing, at that?

Because you were being cheeky, as Tegan says, and deserved it. :)

Don’t make that face at me, Doctor. It’s hard to take you at all seriously when you look like a small flop-eared creature. 

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…What in… I don’t remember this.

Ginger beer, Doctor. 

Was I that inebriated?

…I didn’t do anything untoward, did I?

You’ve never done anything that I’ve considered ‘untoward’, Doctor. 

Oh, splendid! …why’d you see fit to hit me, then? What was I doing, at that?

Because you were being cheeky, as Tegan says, and deserved it. :)

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…What in… I don’t remember this.

Ginger beer, Doctor. 

Was I that inebriated?

…I didn’t do anything untoward, did I?

You’ve never done anything that I’ve considered ‘untoward’, Doctor. 

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…What in… I don’t remember this.

Ginger beer, Doctor. 

Wednesday, April 6, 2011
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A crystallized white russian, imaged under a polarized light microscope.

[giggles]

[Raises brow.]

Oh, Doctor. [smiles]

Not to worry, I simply found it and…

Oh, don’t look at me like that. You thought it first.

I didn’t say a word about migraines.

Yes, well you don’t have to share a bedroom with her clothing.

Well, to be fair, neither do you. Most of the TARDIS is at your disposal, after all.

Oh. I hadn’t even considered that. I’ve just…been under the assumption that I had to. Not that it’s a burden, I do adore Tegan. But, well, Humans make this horrible noise when they’re sleeping…

[muttering] As do Trions…

At any rate, humans tend to live together based on either their chosen genders, their genetic ties, or their romantic interests; Tegan likely acted on that instinct and assumed you possessed it as well. Where you wish to sleep, however, is honestly your choice. I’m sure there are other suitable and empty rooms somewhere…

Oh I see. Well…that might be nice, actually. I really do enjoy Tegan’s company, but she doesn’t really understand that not every silence needs to be filled. I will never understand how my not speaking at great lengths means there must be something emotionally wrong with me. It’s sweet, but insulting. 

Wait—how do you know what Turlough sounds like when he’s sleeping? 

(Source: amusingplanet.com)

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A crystallized white russian, imaged under a polarized light microscope.

[giggles]

[Raises brow.]

Oh, Doctor. [smiles]

Not to worry, I simply found it and…

Oh, don’t look at me like that. You thought it first.

I didn’t say a word about migraines.

Yes, well you don’t have to share a bedroom with her clothing.

Well, to be fair, neither do you. Most of the TARDIS is at your disposal, after all.

Oh. I hadn’t even considered that. I’ve just…been under the assumption that I had to. Not that it’s a burden, I do adore Tegan. But, well, Humans make this horrible noise when they’re sleeping…

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A crystallized white russian, imaged under a polarized light microscope.

[giggles]

[Raises brow.]

Oh, Doctor. [smiles]

Not to worry, I simply found it and…

Oh, don’t look at me like that. You thought it first.

I didn’t say a word about migraines.

Yes, well you don’t have to share a bedroom with her clothing.

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