w e l p sort of kind of looking

[pickedcoward]

The answer's no.

To this, to me and to all of that, and to everything you've thought of doin' and everything you'd think of doin' if you thought to do the things you're thinking about doin' now. Past present and future, no.

There you have it. Happy to help.

Comments

[herotypical]

Wow. You sure did make two teensy little letters and one simple syllable awfully complicated there, didn't you?

[ and people call her impossibly wordy. ]

[pickedcoward]

Have you tried just the two letters? 'cause it never works for me.

Must be the face. [ Bit depressing to consider, really. ]

[herotypical]

...Nah. Must be the tone. You? You need a more commanding tone. Easy peasy.

[ says the gal who looks as though she shouldn't be in command of anything. ]

[pickedcoward]

I can command just fine! [ so offended, Buffy, wow. ]

You humans. Always think you've got the answers. Just look at you! Barely got two decades under your belt.

[aproperdoctor]

Problem is, they don't really listen once they've got an idea in their heads.

[pickedcoward]

Oh, I know the type. Seems like I meet 'em everywhere I turn up.

[aproperdoctor]

Yeah? Seems like a lousy turn of luck for you, then. Unless you're into that sort of thing, which, I don't know, you might be.

[51stcenturypheromones]

Well now, there's a face I have'nt since in a while.

[pickedcoward]

And there's a face I haven't wanted to see at all. [ Surely the grinning like a loon isn't working against him. ] Been keepin' busy, Captain Jack?

[51stcenturypheromones]

Oh come on, Doctor. How could you such a thing after that fantastic dance, we had. [ And there's Jack's own happy grin, but it doesn't quite reach his eyes as much as the old days.] Well, you know me. There's always some pretty damsel or boy in distress for me to save. How about you?

[sexyoldgirl]

Unfortunately it's never as easy as that when it comes to muns, dear. Once they get an idea in their head they aren't likely to change it.

[pickedcoward]

Stubborn and thick-headed. [ If he could point towards the general vicinity of the universe that is where he would be pointing. Humans. Ridiculous (and beautiful, but that's past the point) and everywhere. ] They'll be the death of me yet.

[sexyoldgirl]

And you wouldn't have it any other way. [Said with a hint of fondness. While she doesn't like to see him have to regenerate because of them, well...it just wouldn't be him if he didn't.] Hopefully your mun picks a location with a bit of excitement and not too much domestics.

[flatmatewatson]

You're English? [John figures he can say hello.]

[pickedcoward]

Am I English? That's really gonna be the first thing you ask? [ I'M SORRY JOHN. ]

I'm as far from English as it gets. I'm the anti-English.

[flatmatewatson]

[stubbornly] Now hang on, you sound like you're from up North. No need to get uptight about it.

sdgjsklg nine!!

[remembermeandrun]

[Well, don't those eyes look awfully familiar? Or, at least the look in them.]

D'you think you'll really gets yours to listen to you? [Said with curiosity and not a single accusing note.]

[pickedcoward]

Not a chance. Just the way things go, I s'pose. [ Sounding relatively pleasant about it, though. ]

<3 Nine.

[ninetenth]

And here I thought you'd be all for this, a chance to meet all sorts of people from all over. Well, maybe not so much some of these games where you get stuck in one place, but still.

aaa a Rose is a rare creature

[pickedcoward]

Oi! I'm always all for the chance. [ Tut tut, how offensive, really. ] But this- [ Fingers out, one hand up, vague circly gesture to indicate this dear_mun. Thing. ]

-is not nearly how it's done, Rose Tyler. I pick where to go, I pick when to leave. Those are the rules.

[ You know. Unless he doesn't land where and when he wants and circumstances prevent him from leaving when he wants... and really establishing rules hasn't ever... accomplished much in the first place. BUT STILL. ]

Really? I am sure I've seen others around.

[ninetenth]

Ah. Because it's not like there have been times we got stuck somewhere for a bit, or where we didn't exactly go to the right time or place, yeah?

[But really, in the end, they got where they needed to go, didn't they? Rose seems more amused than anything. She gives a smile, arms crossed at her chest.]

It's...not so bad though. I've been here a bit, it might not quite be the same as those games but at least here they can't do too much to us.

[notthedoctor]

Oh no. Not again.

[Not that he stole Nine's style and wears a copy of his leather coat. It's better than bowties and fezzes.]

[pickedcoward]

Funny how someone sayin' that doesn't inspire confidence. You wanna try for it again or move on?

[ it's so hard to be a trend-setter :'| ]

[notthedoctor]

How many of you all are there walking about? Although, come to think of it, you're the only Nine. Most of them are Elevens. There is a One, a Five and a Seven that sometimes runs about.

[You have no idea. They've ruined his nice leather jacket three times now. Woe. Happens every time he gets a replacement.]

screech

[badwolfbay]

Doesn't seem like they really take 'no' for an answer. [ ... But, she grins. ] Sounds like someone we know, doesn't it?