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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After a moment, Gene puts his front paws up on the counter, sniffs delicately at whatever Sam's making, then turns to give Sam a very pointed look.
Sam's ~boyfriend is hungry. SAM, FIX IT. FIX IT SAM.
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Finally, he says, "If you're going to ask me to feed you, could you at least be human at the time?" Lions are more difficult to feed than peoples.
The cat on the counter is staring at Gene a little suspiciously, tail twitching lazily. Michael is not intimidated, but you never know how much control any give person has over their shapeshifter forms - assuming this isn't a random lion just wandering around. That seems like a safe assumption.
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He considers giving Sam an affectionate headbutt, but there's a cat there, which is more than likely another bloody shapeshifter, given his reaction. Also, Sam is cooking, and Gene does, in fact, know better than to disturb a cooking Sam.
So, with a dismissive flick of his tail, he pads off to his own room, and returns a moment later, in a state approaching 'dressed'. Not terribly neatly, mind, but he's got clothes on, at any rate.
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"Looks like it's my lucky day." He smirks a bit, and takes a minute to look his sword over, making sure it's in good shape. Not like his weapons ever aren't, but it never hurts to check.
"Feel like going a few rounds?"
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And, in a fortuitous turn of circumstance, the Doctor is nearby. The Other falls into step with him, waiting for the Doctor to notice him before he speaks.
"Doctor. Might I have a word?"
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"Ah... Well..." There's really no way out of this, is there? "'Course you can. In fact, I think you just had six."
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By which he means picking the Doctor's brain on the matter as much as he can without causing him any undue trauma. He can't imagine this will be a pleasant subject, but... He needs to know. In at least one possible timeline, his home was destroyed, and he would very much like to know why and how.
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"Yeah, I thought you would." At this moment, the Doctor hates everything. At this moment, the Doctor feels like a child being taken to task for scribbling on the walls, only... far more lasting and unpleasant than that. And the Other's hardly said anything yet. "You're going to have to be a bit more specific."
Because there's just no way of getting the Doctor to talk about the Time War without dragging it out of him, and usually some serious emotional distress on his part.
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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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Well. Really she's in one of her Wandering Around Chicago phases, but given that her temperature tolerance is up around human standards, there's only so much wandering she gets done before she needs to thaw out, and she thinks the Kashtta a likely place to find hot beverages and/or the sort of people she can drag out to get them. She notes Sam and Michael, makes a quick detour to the cabinet where they kept the kippered herring (don't ask why she knows her way around your kitchen so well, Sam - actually, it's mostly because she went hunting for cocktail ingredients after Public Space Disaster Day), and opens the can to set it out for Michael. "Getting unpleasantly lunar for you, Westen?"
Then, recognizing the fact that cats are not terribly good at human speech, she turns to tilt her head at Sam. And... well.
"So, SaLT, having a lovely culinary day?"
Normal people say hello. Dmitri is not normal people.
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Sam just raises an eyebrow at Dmitri, though with considerably less annoyance than he could muster if he really meant it. "Is there a way I can bribe you to just call me Sam?"
No, Sam. No, there is not
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She's discovered the drinks.
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