What was that about shoes?

Dec 11, 2007 19:39

Here, Inn, have one Grace Holloway. She's smiling so wide and, if anything, she comes in practically glowing. Her eyes are closed and she takes a deep breath. She had met a wonderful man, they were walking through a park and oh, he kissed her!

When she opens her eyes, they widen.

This... this is certainly not the park ( Read more... )

martha jones, the master, grace holloway, lucy saxon, aeryn sun

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smithnjones December 12 2007, 03:20:49 UTC
((OOC: INTERNAL SQUEEING!!!!!!))

Martha has been hanging around the Inn, comfortably, after being assured that no time would pass while they were here. It's nice to just... relax, but she'll be itching for adventure soon enough, she's sure.

"Did you just say Doctor as in the Doctor or doctor as in... just doctor?" Martha tilts her head to the side and bites down on her lip as she realizes how this would sound to well, normal people. "Sorry if that question seems... odd."

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heldbackbydeath December 12 2007, 03:44:58 UTC
Grace was beginning to attain something of a headache from all of this. She had just moments ago been standing with the Doctor and this place...

Her gaze shifts up to the woman, "No, no it's not odd." Although it really should be, "the Doctor, yes. I was just with him and then... this. I... has he been here? Wherever, here is, of course."

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smithnjones December 12 2007, 03:59:23 UTC
"Erhm, yes. He was... is. I thought, but apparently there are different versions of him." Martha sighs, more than a little exasperated from all of this, herself.

She gestures toward the chair next to her. "Here. Why don't you take a seat? We're in the Inn. You're all right here. You can stay as long as you'd like too. It's really rather nice if you ask me."

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heldbackbydeath December 12 2007, 04:17:49 UTC
Grace would almost think Martha was crazy if she hadn't killed the Doctor once and have him return as someone new the next day. "How many are there?" She asks, perplexed.

Taking the seat next to the woman, she lets out a deep sigh.

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smithnjones December 12 2007, 04:32:59 UTC
"I... honestly, I've no idea. I only just learned that there was more than mine... yesterday."

Martha smiles at the sigh. She understands and is quite familiar with that sigh. "Havin' a rough time of it then? Are you another one of his companions? I think I've met more of them than I... ever expected. It's like we're just strays, he likes to pick up, take with him for a while."

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heldbackbydeath December 12 2007, 07:12:29 UTC
"Only yesterday?" Grace nodded, as though she might understand the circumstances. No, she's not telling when she figured out. Martha doesn't know that she killed the Doctor once before.

Those two hearts still baffled her.

"I would suppose so, I haven't known him very long." But... "That is what it feels like. My Doctor just followed me because he needed to know who he was and it went from there."

There's a hint of a smile to her lips.

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smithnjones December 12 2007, 07:17:10 UTC
Martha hesitates and then smiles, breaking out into laughter, despite herself and the situation and the fact that she hardly knows this girl. They're both companions. Apparently, that makes them practically sisters.

"Look at us, both of us, saying 'My Doctor...' and all that. Blimey, he's the same and he's different all at once! He can be yours and mine and someone else's all together, but we're not really sharing him and he doesn't really belong to us it's just..." She shakes her head. "It's... crazy. And a bit wonderful, too."

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heldbackbydeath December 12 2007, 07:21:52 UTC
Really, the laughter is a lovely relief from everything. She finds herself laughing, too, actually.

"It's very strange how it all works out." She runs a hand back through her hair, "He lost me my job, and I ran around with him, trying to figure out who he was and here I am now. And really," She muses, "I'm perfectly okay with that."

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smithnjones December 12 2007, 07:24:14 UTC
"He lost you your job? I can't say he did that to me. Actually, saved my life the first time I met him." Martha tilts her head to the side, eyes twinkling a little with curiosity. "What did you do?"

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heldbackbydeath December 12 2007, 07:28:04 UTC
"Well, I'm sure that was exciting." Grace grins softly and leans her elbows onto the table.

There's slight hesitation at mention of her job, "I was a practicing cardiologist."

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smithnjones December 12 2007, 07:30:46 UTC
"No. You're bloody kidding me. Seriously?" Don't mind Martha squeeing just a little and how much her smile has brightened.

"I'm a med student! A few years in. I was working at the hospital when the Doctor found me and then the whole building got zapped up to the moon."

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heldbackbydeath December 12 2007, 07:38:39 UTC
"Are you really?" Even Grace is grinning at the welcome surprise. "Do you know what you're going to specialize in yet?" Oh, med school, how many years ago you were!

"To the moon, you say? Wow..." And she thought her circumstances were terrible.

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smithnjones December 12 2007, 07:46:43 UTC
"Hardly had time to think of it, I'm so busy studying, trying to pass my exams." Martha smiles. "If you have any advice for getting through it all, you'll have to tell me, then, right?"

She nods. "Intergalactic police were looking for a non-human fugitive. A blood... plasma shape shifter. Of course, being on the moon we run out of oxygen pretty fast. It was a close call, but... I owe the Doctor my life. And he owes me his too, I suppose." She laughs. "Well, one of them, anyway."

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heldbackbydeath December 12 2007, 22:20:11 UTC
"Oh, definitely." There's a smile given and she looks up in thought, "I probably still have all of my notes, so those might help you out."

Grace realizes, though, that Martha might not be from her Earth at all. "Oh," She's a little surprised, but nods either way. Her head is spinning well enough as it is.

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smithnjones December 13 2007, 21:27:16 UTC
"Thank you." Martha smiles. "In advance. It'll really mean a lot to me."

She hesitates and then leans forward. "What does your Doctor look like?"

Martha had never seen any other than her own.

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