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[rude_not_ginger]

[Oh, look who it is. Not bustling, not running around, not talking. Just quietly there.]

[He's been scarce on the Plane lately, his current situation making him anything but social. As it is, he's here now, staring at the post he has on the Plane, waiting for a promised letter. Feel free to interrupt.]

Comments

[marthajonesmd]

Well, well, look what the cat dragged in. [her tone is perfectly amiable, though, and she's smiling because, well, it's the Doctor] What've you been up to lately?

[rude_not_ginger]

Actually, I more or less dragged myself in. [why yes, he is a Grumpy McGrumperson]

Sorry, that was rude, wasn't it? I think it was.

[marthajonesmd]

Mm, yeah, you and Cy don't exactly get along. [chuckle, she is politely ignoring your rudeness]

[rude_not_ginger]

That cat is a vicious, evil monster. Hardly my fault I don't get along with her.

[handysparehand]

[have an unimpressed look]

What are you doing?

[rude_not_ginger]

Fixing a mistake that should never have been made.

[leans back]

The Master has Lucy. Unsurprisingly.

[handysparehand]

Lucy went back to the Master.

[sighs]

Can't you just let this all come to an end?

[rude_not_ginger]

[looks over at Handy. Expression says: Gee, you think she went back to him?]

[itsthecoat]

[Jack doesn't approach until he's sure which Doctor this is. Or rather, which Doctor this isn't]

You look busy.

[rude_not_ginger]

Terribly.

[scratches his sideburns as he stares at the post]

Haven't seen you in a while, Jack. Universe treating that team of yours all right?

[itsthecoat]

Haven't had any big emergencies in a while, so can't complain.

I'm thinking of taking a little break from Torchwood.

[rude_not_ginger]

Yeah? A little holiday? See a bit of the world?

[chasingstars201]

[Still in scrubs, wrapped again in the doctor's coat. She feels like a kid standing next to him right now, with his serious face and his height and her tininess and what feels like pajamas and a jacket that's too big.

Never mind those stupid gray hairs. She runs her fingers over them, shakes her head, and reaches out to touch his arm.]

Doctor?

[rude_not_ginger]

[the Doctor will never admit it, but he's so very, very grateful to see Misaki. At least one person out there doesn't know what a terrible mess he's made of everything]

Hi.

[chasingstars201]

[Leaves her hand there.] Hi.

[Not sure what to say.] I suppose asking if you're all right would be rather stupid.

[rude_not_ginger]

I'm always all right.

[tries a smile] Proper doctor today?

[tastefulfashion]

[There isn't a Romana showing up here of course not. Why would she ever? --- A book and some documents tucked under her arm she looks between him and the post box, mildly curious.]

I don't suppose you're still waiting for those new Leisure Hive brochures Mina had promised to send?

[rude_not_ginger]

Just waiting for a letter from an old friend.

How are you, Romana?

[tastefulfashion]

I would have imagined you to be little more... eager to be receiving mail from a mail. [But it's not her place to ask, obviously.]

Well enough.

[rude_not_ginger]

I'll be eager again on Saturday.

[yeah, possibly not]