In the training room at the Main Gauche, there's a Slayer with her Christmas present, going through a few sword exercises she remembers from before. It's been a while since she's had a sword in her hands, but now that she does... It's easier to fall back into than she would have thought. Muscle memory comes easily to Slayers
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She looks both ways, crosses the street, and catches up to him with a smile, stopping underneath the nearest streetlight.
"Fancy meeting you here."
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"Visiting the hotel. I've still got friends there, you know," she says, head tilted as she looks up at him with a smile and stretches up on her feet to kiss him quick on a whim. Nothing long, just a little kiss, but she pulls away from it looking rather pleased. "What're you doing 'round here?"
Which is a useless question she realizes. The Doctor wanders. There is not usually a reason for why he's at any particular place at any particular time.
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He holds out a hand to her, waggling his fingers with a hopeful grin. Hand-holding is good. Especially if you have to run.
"Also, I wanted to see if the coffee shop was still standing this time."
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The Doctor wanders. She has learned this by now, honestly.
Martha smiles at him and the expression on his face. She takes a few seconds to look as though she's unsure just to tease him, and then she reaches out and takes his hand, linking their fingers together and feeling much warmer already.
"This time? What's happened to it now?" It's hard to believe how much hell that poor coffee shop has gone through ever since she and Des had turned the corner to it being on fire.
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Yes, this is of vital importance and Martha should absolutely know this. He tightens his fingers around her hand, grinning brightly at her. Like there was ever any doubt she'd take his hand, when she's done so every time since they first met in the hospital on the moon.
...Well. Maybe not every time. There was that once, but she's here with him now and neither of them could leave if they tried, so it's almost like they chose it. Somehow.
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She grins right back almost as brightly, because how can she resist the look on his face? It's utterly attractive and contagious.
Yes. Lets just pretend like if it weren't for the Rift, Martha Jones would still be around grabbing your hand, Doctor, and going on adventures with you throughout the universes. It's okay to pretend.
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"I think there may be some odd... localized Rift disturbance around the coffee shop. Draws things to it. Arsonists, demons, explosive devices... meteors... Might have to come back some time with the proper equipment, see what I can find..." Which isn't precisely off the topic, but at least it's more up his alley than coffee sales.
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"Yeah, you should think about doing that some time. Let me know the results, because... I have sort of felt like Des and I somehow managed to curse it. Forever. I don't think it had any trouble before we turned the corner that day, but maybe I'm wrong. Never actually been back more than once to have a coffee there. They make fantastic cappuccinos and great scones, too"
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He pauses, catching up with the initial part of that statement after a moment, and adds, "And don't be silly, you didn't curse it. How could you have cursed it?"
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Martha shrugs her shoulders, glancing at him.
"It was just one of those irrational... jumps of the mind," she says, because she can't really explain it. "You think you've got so much bad luck that eventually it starts shluffing off of you and landing on other people and places. I'm not saying it makes any sense, but at the time, it seemed like it was possible."
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"And if anyone's got the bad luck, it's probably me. So I wouldn't worry too much. ...Well, except inasmuch as you tend to be around me, so... forget that, actually. No bad luck. For anyone." Yes, because just because the Doctor says it makes it true.
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