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Tweak says, "Que me follen."

molly suresh can beat anyone at hide-and-seek (humanmapquest) wrote in colligo_threads,
@ 2012-06-18 03:15:00

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molly suresh, the doctor (10)

WHO: The (Tenth) Doctor and Molly Suresh
WHAT: The Doctor invited Molly out for chips and an apology. She accepted.
WHEN: Not long after this.
WHERE: A chip shop that specializes in Hindu-approved cooking methods.
RATING: TBD
STATUS: In Progress

Although still feeling a bit weak, Molly had agreed to the Doctor's invitation to go for chips during which he was apparently intending to apologize. She would be lying if she claimed she wasn't slightly suspicious. The Doctor wasn't one for apologizing but, well, if he had decided to do so, she was also hardly going to turn him down. Was she still slightly peeved with him? Yes. Yes, she was. Not really because of how he'd acted toward her but rather because of his general post to the network more than anything else. Lashing out at random people was one thing. Attempting to solicit a response from Asaph, and potentially put all of them in danger in the interim by making threats he couldn't possibly carry out? That was something else entirely.

Still. When it came right down to it, he was still the Doctor. And for that reason alone, she would never really consider turning him down no matter what his reason for wanting to meet. Not anymore than she would ever be able to stay truly mad at him no matter how he might act sometimes. Maybe she was foolish for feeling such a way but she didn't care. He was the Doctor and, therefore, she would do what he wanted. Within reason, of course. After all, there were always rules and limitations to consider, no matter who was asking what of her. Even he was no exception to that.

Tugging on her shoes and running a brush through her hair, Molly left her apartment near the university and made her way to the shop where she'd told the Time Lord to meet her. The place wasn't overly large, and the owners knew her by name, so it was no trouble getting a table that was out of the way yet with a guarantee of service that would put most five star restaurants to shame. She simply ordered a water as she waited, absently scrolling through the various posts on her PDA that she'd missed while recuperating from the other night while she waited patiently for the Doctor to arrive.

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not_your_tardis
2012-06-19 04:41 am UTC (link)

"Lessons? What do you mean lessons? You can't give someone lessons on flying a TARDIS - well, not true, you can, but it hasn't been done since.." His voice trickled off for a moment. "..it hasn't been done in a long, long, time, and the last people to be given lessons were Time Lords.." His voice trailed off again and, when it came back, it was much softer and further away. "...Right. It's me, isn't it? I'm the one giving you lessons.." Who else could it have been really? The Master? Somehow The Doctor doubted it. The very idea of him having a TARDIS was unsettling enough.

"How can I not worry about you?" He changed gears rapidly, his tone taking a sharp increase in volume and an almost whimsical tone. "You can fly a TARDIS, read minds, and, evidently, handle a very, very, nasty man shouting at you - not everyone can do that last bit you know - seriously. Even the swarms in the library wanted nothing to do with it." And all of this was entirely true. She'd weathered his wrath and still gone out of her way to aid him. There was no way he couldn't worry about her. "And I doubt it." He replied, rather matter-of-factly, to the end of her statement. "Looking into a TARDIS ever, is a very dangerous thing."

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