Dr. River Song (
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dear_mun2013-11-25 05:06 pm
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In which the muse judges the mun
Sweetie. If you're really going to consider putting me in a game again, you might want to stop stumbling across invite-only ones.
Besides, are you sure you're up for the commitment? Just because you're being Responsible Girl today doesn't mean you will be tomorrow.
You know I'm right.
Besides, are you sure you're up for the commitment? Just because you're being Responsible Girl today doesn't mean you will be tomorrow.
You know I'm right.
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No, she doesn't need encouragement from me. I'm sure she'll find it elsewhere.
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Oh, without a doubt. These people are very good at encouraging each other to do bad things.
[ ...maybe they're not all that different after all. ]
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[But being smack dab in the middle of all? Not so much.]</small] Speaking of bad things....miss me?
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[ Which is a roundabout way of saying yes he does because what are emotions. ]
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[Oh she can read you like a book, Doctor. Sometimes a very thick, heavy book with a chapter missing and some words redacted, but still. Even though she's primarily human she can still process your roundabout way of speaking. She smiles and slips her arms around his neck. It's a hug of sorts, though clearly more intimate than your average one.]
I miss you, too.
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I hope you're not intending to get sappy.
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You're still doing it.
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[That stubbornness of hers rears its ugly head.] Which I'm raised surprised you aren't used to after 900 years of people telling you how big your head is.
[And just to emphasize her point, she pokes his forehead.]
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It's sappy.
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[She takes both hands off of him and holds them up, waiting for an answer.]
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Problem? ]
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She'll yell at him about it later. Kissing now.]
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He slips his fingers between hers, and brings their hands down before he pulls away. ]
That's better.
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She hates to admit it, but she's a bit like putty in his hands like this, her arms following the guidance of his. And then- then his lips are gone from hers, and she's left briefly confused, blinking.]
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I think you mean do it again.
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It knocked the breath out of you.
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...Bet you can't duplicate the results.
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[A CHALLENGER APPEARS.]
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He puts his hands on the back of her head, and pulls her to him as he leans down and presses his lips firmly against hers. There's definitely more intent behind this one. ]
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