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[dooweeoo]

Oh for fuck's sake.

[The Doctor scoffs and rolls his eyes.]

Now listen here, mate. I'm a busy bloke. On my off-days, I'm swanning off to stop Earth from tearing itself a new arsehole. I've got a to-do list that stretches from here to fucking Jupiter. The last thing I need is some vest-wearin' writer cocking everything up.

Not that you're fucking Shakespeare or Shikibu. Four weeks 'til this smug graying git steps out of the TARDIS and you're still harpin' on with the joke? Stopped being fucking funny a year ago. You said it yourself, you missed the opportunity to stomp around a convention in a shite Scottish accent, why do you think this is any different?

[Hmph.]

Ach, not like you'll fucking listen, you've been blasting Florence and Dessa 'til your brain oozes out of your bleeding ears.

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[gonetraveling]

[Rose is kinda hesitant to approach this new Doctor.]

Well, you've certainly changed a bit, haven't you?

[alifetime]

Yeah, not like you ever go there when something important might be happening. Or you might be needed.

[Distinct lack of pity going on here.]

No, I suppose it's all good so long as you're having fun.

[dooweeoo]

Captain Harkness, you cocking son of a gun. [He flips over a lazy salute.] Been a while.

[dooweeoo]

Same man, different casing. Better than fucking pinstripes and hairgel, or the shaved headed angstbucket with a stick crammed up his shitter.

[There's a pause, and then he grins.]

Get the fuck over here, you.

[alifetime]

Yeah, it has been.

[Lot of death, lot of years between sightings. Lot of times where the Doctor could have helped. Isn't the first time someone's used the Doctor as a scapegoat or a target for their anger. At least Jack isn't showing it for now, coldly calm and controlled.]

Been visiting Earth, have you?

[dooweeoo]

Always am.

[He looks like coils ready to spring. Tall and gangling, maybe rooted through a thrift store this time around.]

Where're you fucking coming from, then? Torchwood?

[gonetraveling]

I happened to like the pinstripes, actually.

[Well, obviously. But she smirks a little, shaking her head at him as she steps closer.]

So... it's really you, then?