12 ✪'cause every hand's a winner and every hand's a loser
[ Ten's sitting in the lobby, writing in an odd script on a piece of paper ripped out of the journal while the actual journal sits next to him. Wouldn't do to have the other resident Gallifreyans see what he's plotting. Because he is plotting something.
Only his plotting is being interrupted by a familiar little fuzzball meowing at him. ]
Hello, Theta. What are you doing out here?
[ The kitty just meows back. So Ten blinks. And makes a meowing noise back at Theta. This goes on for a few minutes, because Nine's cat is a vocal little thing and Ten is a big dork with a soft spot for fluffy, cute things. Especially ones that live with him.
Mrrrrooooow. ]
Only his plotting is being interrupted by a familiar little fuzzball meowing at him. ]
Hello, Theta. What are you doing out here?
[ The kitty just meows back. So Ten blinks. And makes a meowing noise back at Theta. This goes on for a few minutes, because Nine's cat is a vocal little thing and Ten is a big dork with a soft spot for fluffy, cute things. Especially ones that live with him.
Mrrrrooooow. ]