Always comes running.

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Who: Rose, John Smith
What: Rose is sad so cheer up time, is very important
When: Sunday evening
Where: Outside
Status: In Progress
Warnings: Nothing yet - Doctor-y stuff?

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[iwantyousafe]

Rose was not so quick down the stairs. While losing Castiel hadn't fazed her much, Buffy's disappearance was an outright kick to the stomach. She didn't have many girlfriends- only Shareen, and Rose hadn't seen her since landing in Pete's World. Buffy meant a lot... and the Slayer probably wasn't coming back

[handyhandyhand]

Nodding his head, he offered Rose a bright smile and took a deep inhale, just so he could refresh his lungs. Running and actually feeling tired? That was one of those things he'd just have to learn to get used to. Much like sleeping 8 hours, remembering to eat and living in linear time.

Really, who actually enjoyed seeing events in their correct times? It was boring as anything and nothing seemed to be happening!

"Perfectly fine. Just, you know, brisk walk down here took my breath away," Pulling his hands from his pockets, he crossed them over his chest and carefully inspected Rose. She seemed happy on the outside but he wasn't that easily fool, smiles could be faked and happiness could be forced.

After all, she'd seemed much more down on the weird book-video-magic-journal thingy. Speaking of which, he made a mental note to quiz Rose on what she knew about the odd equipment in this place.

"So, missing room-mate? I'm sorry, really, are you ok?"

[iwantyousafe]

"Bein' an ape ain't so easy, is it?" Rose asked with a smirk.

She had predicted that John would see right through her, but the ruse had been worth a shot. "Eh. I'm takin' it better than I did when ya- I mean, when The Doctor left. Tried t' tear the bloody 'ouse apart, then." The girl immediately wondered if her sadness over the original Doctor would hurt John. "Not tha' I'm not glad you're' ere!" she quickly added.

Rose crossed her arms, mirroring the Metacrisis. Her voice quieted as she returned to the real subject. "Everyone jus' leaves."

[handyhandyhand]

He was kind of used to being second best to the Doctor, he both loathed and envied the man he once was and how much it would take to try and get out of his shadow. It would be hard to ever separate himself from the Time Lord and sometimes he wondered what Rose actually thought of him. Though sometimes he was happy just to not know at all.

"I'm sorry he left you again, I'm sure he had a reason. I'm sure he intended to come back eventually. He'd never just up and leave, would he?"

Not without explaining or saying goodbye, he knew himself well enough to know that if he'd found a way out, he wouldn't of left without telling Rose. Why would he? "So how many left then?"