He totally deserves this.

Jul 23, 2007 18:10

Who: Susan Foreman and the Ninth Doctor.
What: The Doctor extends an invitation to talk. Susan has other ideas.
When: Around seven in the evening.
Where: The garden.
Rating: G, possibly PG for violence and British cursing.

He'd said he wanted to meet her. )

ninth doctor, susan foreman

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fantasticninth July 23 2007, 23:27:53 UTC
Come to think of it, Nine hadn't actually been to the gardens other than those few short glance-throughs right after he'd arrived. Back in those first days before he realized what he'd lost. This was no coincidence either. Oh, no. Ever since that day when he and Ten had walked through to get to the TARDIS (or where the TARDIS was for everyone but him), he'd been quite purposefully avoiding them. They held bad memories.

Still, he owed a lot to Susan. Whether for her own good or not, he had abandoned her. Left her behind on Earth while he continued traveling on around the universe. And if there was anyone who knew what kind of a punishment that was, he did. So, yes, he had quite a bit of explaining to do and it was well within her rights to choose the meeting place. In fact, he was surprised that she had said 'yes' at all.

Mind full of these thoughts, he was only five feet away by the time he spotted her sitting on a bench near the roses. He didn't notice the shoe at all.

"Hello, granddaughter."

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allyourbeliefs July 23 2007, 23:38:57 UTC
Susan looks up, her expression unreadable and her mind shielded.

"Grandfather."

And she stands, still holding the shoe tight in one hand as she takes two steps forward, her arm lifting and he might have just enough time to dodge as she swings the shoe at his face, heel-first.

"You bastard."

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fantasticninth July 23 2007, 23:54:08 UTC
He expected her to be angry. Of course he did. But not shoe-swinging angry, so when it came smashing towards his face he was barely able to blink before it clobbered him right between the eyes.

"Ow!" His arms flew up to ward off further blows and the look of pure astonishment mixed with eye-watering pain was just barely visible between them.

"Just-- just put the shoe down."

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allyourbeliefs July 24 2007, 00:06:40 UTC
Oh, it hurt him! Good. He deserves a bit of pain, dammit, after everything he put her through.

She glares at him, and tightens her grip on the cobbled together makeshift weapon. "No."

((HTML is whut? *sux*))

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