voice testin' and all that. canon is once.

[hoovers]

 Oh, for fuck's sake...

Just as I'm about to abandon this ol' thing for good, you're here, yellin' at me t' pick it back up.

Maybe after a pint or ten, I'll be up to it. 'Till then, not a chance.

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[riverborntorun]

[Congratulations, doppel-not-dad, you haven't completely destroyed your brain cells. Oooh, that was a bit rude. Glad that one didn't slip out loud. Really, he deserves points for the observance, although River's not in the best mood to be giving out points.]

Yes, his name's Rory. Although despite the name he's not Irish, and I think the closest he ever came to music was pretending to be in a band to impress a girl.

[hoovers]

Sure sounds like a real winner. ( please forgive his attitude, he's not normally this sour. it's just ... the current circumstances aren't the greatest. with an exasperated sigh, he decides to just go right ahead and ask: )

Mind tellin' me what's going on? You sure seem to know an awful lot.

[riverborntorun]

I do know an awful lot, particularly about what's going on. But if I'm being honest, I'm not sure you're in a position to handle it.

[hoovers]

( he shakes his head in almost disbelief, muttering a quick "fuck's sake..." but he's calm now. completely calm. just narrowing his eyes to show his annoyance. )

That's a load of crap. If I can handle some strange man runnin' around here, causin' a commotion -- if I can handle a strange woman showing up an' interrogating the living daylights out of me, practically talkin' in circles, I'm certain I can "handle it". ( a nice use of air quotes there, too. )

[riverborntorun]

[River narrows her gaze. The humour and light in her eyes is gone, replaced by stony seriousness.] ...Fine. But don't say I didn't warn you.

The strange man you mentioned actually happens to be a very brilliant man. Who's not a man at all - he's an alien. Who probably saved your arse from some invasion or threat before he stumbled into your pub and mistook you for his friend and my father.

[hoovers]

( arms crossed, brow furrowed, he listens with a solemn sort of intensity.

and then he's quiet...

... for quite some time.

finally, his arms drop to his sides. )

You must be out of your mind... Christ. Aliens... And I'm supposed to believe that I'm easily confused with some man old enough to be your father? I'm no older than you are! Christ. Knew this was all just a waste of me damn time.