Considering places, but I need to find his voice again it's been so long.

[fireiceandrage]

Listen just because you're rusty and feel that I don't know what I'm doing doesn't make it true. I don't know about you but I always know what I'm doing. Mostly. Almost always. It doesn't matter! Don't even think about keeping me idle. I've had enough of that now! Months I've been sitting there bored. Do you know what it's like? Sitting there and doing nothing! I can't stand minutes yet alone months!

Once you've gotten my voice right you had better find something for me to do. I don't care what it is so long as I'm not in one boring universe all the time! I know you're picky but I'm really not! Well, I'm a little picky, but I don't want to sit around and do nothing! How does anyone do that? Sitting around and doing nothing. Awful. Just awful. I don't know what I'll do but I'll do something. I'll yell! And be annoying! You don't want that now do you?

Alright. Right then. Now that we're on the same page that's as good a place to start as any isn't it?

Comments

Oh god I know how that goes! *hugs* You are so forgiven!

[fireiceandrage]

Martha! [He bounds excitedly and hugs you as hard as he possibly can, oh how he's missed you his brilliant ol' Martha Jones. You're a sight for sore old eyes.] Oh. God. But you should know better than anyone that's not true! There's so much to see! So much to do! So much to see! But you! Look at you!

Haha, I just feel so awkward tagging people with AUs.

[slewthetyrant]

Uh-huh, you try saying that after you've nearly been impregnated by a facehugger alien. Not one of my top ten world-hopping moments, I can assure you.

[She grins despite herself, though, and hugs him back.]

Not to mention that I'm stuck with a snarky dog as a representation of my soul.

It's hard because some people get so butthurt, but I've been there and I understand! I'm cool tho!

[fireiceandrage]

I don't think I've ever had anything try and impregnate my face. That sounds like quite a wild night!

[When he pulls away he hangs on to her shoulders. She's different, but they're always different aren't they once he leaves. Oh so different. It's nice to see her again though. It truly is.]

Snarky dogs! Those are the worst aren't they! I had one of those for a bit.

[slewthetyrant]

I wish it'd been a wild night! Might've been a bit more enjoyable than being knocked out by xenomorphs and dragged back to their lair. And then I came back to a Weeping Angel infestation...that was a bit of a crazy month.

Oh, I wouldn't say he's the worst, but he does think he knows me better than I know myself. Which I suppose comes from being my soul and all.

[fireiceandrage]

They're getting a bit annoying, those Weeping Angels of ours aren't they. But I bet you sorted it. Oh I bet you sorted it right out. All of that in the span of a month! Have I told you how brilliant you are? Have I? Because you are. Oh you are. Oh even my Mun is on and on about how lovely you are and she's a snippy little thing today! Though that might just be directed at me. I can't quite figure it out.

He probably does. Usually your soul is quite telling.

[slewthetyrant]

Oh, well, I had a fair bit of help, really. [Martha looks embarrassed; she doesn't normally brag about her accomplishments - particularly when other people did far more than her.] I mostly just tried to rescue the people the Angels sent into the past - had to go back home and talk Jack into letting us borrow his vortex manipulator for that, and then find someone to fix it, but it all worked out in the end.

Muns do get a bit cross sometimes, don't they? You ought to hear mine sometimes - though cross is at least better than when she's plotting to do something horrible to me, I can tell you that much.

It's weird, though, this whole...souls as animals thing. I mean, I never thought mine'd be this dog with bloody great ears and spots all over, not that I'd ever given much thought to what animal my soul might be.

[fireiceandrage]

[He wants her to in some way though. To hear about all the good she's done. Even if it wasn't all by herself. He needs this. He does. It makes him feel as though he hasn't screwed up as much as he knows he has. At the mention of Jack his face squishes up, which on this face looks a bit odd, but it's the same 'Jack squish' as he's always seemed to have.]

Oh not Jack, tell me you haven't been spending too much time around him.

I think the most horrible thing she's done to me as of late is ignore me! But I can't complain now, she's learned the error of her ways. Mostly. She does alright I suppose but don't tell her I said as much.

Ha! I bet it's a spotting resemblance. [He jokes.] I'd hate to see what mine looks like! That'd probably be an awful thing to see. Or it'd be like a mouse. How embarrassing would that be. A mouse.

[slewthetyrant]

Oi, I work for him, I'll have you know! When I'm at home, which is...basically never these days, actually, since I've got a job in a different world as well. But he's helped me a lot, really. [No need to get into the particulars of her world, or just why she's part of Torchwood now. If he knew - well, he wouldn't be nearly as fond of her as he is.]

Sometimes I wish she'd ignore me, all things considered. [No, Martha, you don't.] Instead it's "Oh, Martha, I think you'd love to go visit a dying world and barely make it out. Hey, Martha, why don't you go lend a hand in the middle of Ragnarok? And wouldn't you love to be trapped in some sort of bizarre fairy tale, too?" [Martha rolls her eyes good-naturedly.]

[She is not even acknowledging that terrible pun, that's how terrible it is. Although there might be a hint of an amused smile lurking at the corners of her lips.] Nah, you aren't nearly mousey enough. I know a bloke with a mouse daemon, he's terribly shy and withdrawn. You'd probably have some weird sort of animal. [Eyeing him for a moment.] Or maybe a giraffe. Though I've never seen anybody with one as tall as a giraffe, but there's a first time for everything, I suppose.

[fireiceandrage]

So you're with Torchwood then? Is he as awful as ever? I imagine he is. He's Jack. [He tosses his hands up in defeat. He's certainly not about to argue with that one. He's slowly learning to pick his battles. Slowly being the key word.]

[All of that doesn't seem to deter him, in fact his eyes are alight like a childs might be when given the promise of candy.] And you've done all that then? At least you're keeping busy. When it all stops, that's when you'll really be whinging!

A giraffe? A giraffe!? I wasn't even thinking about personality. I'm sure that has a lot to do with what you get. I wouldn't want anything. I think I'd do well being my own spirit animal! But depending on the world I don't think that's an option huh?

[slewthetyrant]

I don't know if I'd call him awful, he's just a terrible flirt. Which you'd think would keep me from bringing people back to Cardiff, but, no, I never learn.

Ha! I've had a bit of a break lately, actually. A rather welcome one, I've got to admit - maybe you can keep doing things all the time, but I'm only human, I've got to rest sometime.

Well, you look a bit giraffe-y this time 'round - but I don't think looks have much to do with it, in the scheme of things. Unless I've got spots and huge ears, which I'm pretty sure I don't. But yeah, that's sort of how things work 'round here - you find a window to Cittagazze, which is sort of the central world, and as soon as you step through, your soul's torn from your body. Unless you don't have a soul, but I'm pretty sure you do, since you aren't a vampire or a demon or anything like that.

[fireiceandrage]

Still after all these years!? You think he'd find an off switch eventually! Goodness gracious. Somehow I'm not surprised. I don't think anything will ever stop that.

Oh nonsense. I've adrenaline is a wonderful thing! It can keep you going for ages! Though I suppose that's just one thing I'll never get used to with you humans. Always needing to sit down.

Don't I just! These legs! They're something else aren't they!? Well. [He smiles playfully and shakes his head.] Sounds fascinating though. I don't think I'd try it out, admittedly. I'd hate to see what my soul looks like. I really would. But still the concept. Oh it sounds like something else! That's the brilliant thing about exploration isn't it?