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... So. You gave in, then, yeah? Decided on comin' to Dreamwidth after all?

Well, look at this way. Mightn't be such a barmy decision. It's a whole new adventure, right?

So, then, mun. First order of business, yeah? It's to find me some bloomin' castmates. I mean, c'mon, there must be a few Doctors hoppin' 'round here.

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Oh, my God.

...Can't have that then, can we?

[gives a small smile as she tries to make light of a not-so light situation]

Can't have you just mopin' 'bout the place. Missin' me.

[He sighs a bit thoughtfully.]

Well, lesser of two evils, isn't it? Mope around missing you or mope around thinking about the Year, the Master dying in my arms and Jack and Martha having better offers...

For that matter, the Master thought death was a better offer than traveling with me.

[hug time? Donna certainly thinks so]

Oh, c'mere you.

[she hugs him, 'cause he's her best friend and he's hurting]

Maybe you could talk to your mun. I dunno. Get 'em to take you from sometime else.

[He'll take that hug, but never quite admit to just how much it hurts.]

Thanks, Donna.

[After a moment or two.]

I could. Yeah, course I could. Except that I don't seem to be as persuasive as I thought.

[Can talk his way into or out of anything... except where his mun is concerned.]

What? You? A problem with talkin'? Don't kid me, mate, you can talk the hind legs off a flippin' donkey, you can.

[He looks sheepish now.]

I always thought I could, but I think I've met my match this time.

[smirks]

Never thought I'd see the day.

[He pouts.]

I have my.... limits.

Face it, Doctor - 'cause I've seen it many a-time in a bloke - you are whipped.

[so much smirking]

[His voice is about two octaves too high.]

Whipped?? I don't know what you're talking about.

[Only he so obviously does.]

I think you do.

[totally teasing him because it's just so much fun]

Don--na.

[Yes, he's whining.]

I thought you were on my side.

[And there's the pout.}

[hits him playfully on the arm and laughs]

You are so easy to wind up, you are.

[He falls away when her hand makes contact, then he rubs his arm.]

Owwww.

[Totally hamming it up now.]

Oh. Don't be such a flippin' girl, Spaceman.

[Forever this expression, Noble.]

[this face, right back at you, time boy]

So, your mun got anythin' planned for you over here?

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