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[brigadiertardis]

[the TARDIS is back on the Plane, sitting in her own little quiet corner, wearing the dress Ten.One got her waaaaaaaaaaay back when for Christmas (look, I found it!). BUT ANYHOW, yes. she's on the Plane, contemplative, because our dear old TARDIS is having a moral dilemma in regards to Diva's death. yes, you read that correctly. she's actually

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[durch_feuer]

{I promised, didn't I? Dietrich is standing a safe distance away, watching the TARDIS with a smile} My, something bothering you today, my TARDIS?

[brigadiertardis]

[TARDIS thinks you're a whore for keeping said promise. and he damn well better stay a safe distance away :/] Not until you appeared. And I do not belong to you.

[durch_feuer]

{Oh, Miss TARDIS, you're so cruel~} Ah, how mean. I only wished to check and see what made my machine so melancholy.

{He considers it for a moment, mulling over what could be bothering her aloud} Let's see...Did you have a fight with the Doctor? Encounter the Master...? I doubt that the machine's problems really bothers you so...

{Thinking of recent events, then curiously} That vampire you hate, she died, right?

[brigadiertardis]

[why yes, yes she is] I am not yours, and you will cease suggesting as such.

[glares at him, then turns away] I see no reason to answer any of your questions.

[anjelsword]

[Watching curiously, one hand in her pocket and the other on her sword, just chillin'.] All right, lass?

[brigadiertardis]

[glances at her, then nods slowly] I am well, yes.

[anjelsword]

Healthy, maybe. [Comes over and plops down next to her.] Something on your mind?

[brigadiertardis]

I am always thinking, child. I never stop.