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Tweak says, "make us whole"

Donna Noble (illhaveasalute) wrote in silverage,
@ 2011-07-18 21:03:00

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!log, donna noble, rose tyler

Who: Donna Noble and Rose Tyler
When: Monday, July 18th
Where: Donna's room at the Welcome Center
What: Examining a robot (Companion reunion)
Rating: PG
Status: Closed, incomplete.

Donna played with the toy-sized robot the way little boys played with a toy soldier- she made it march, and leap off her small dresser, and army crawl though "mountains" on her quilt. Alright, so maybe she was a bit bored. Martha was out looking for a job, and her search for the Doctor remained futile and exhausting. There wasn't anything she could do on her day off that she hadn't done a thousand times before- she put the word out about the Doctor, she looked for a place to stay for her and Martha- and maybe Susan, if they could. Now there was nothing to do but wait for Rose Tyler to show up. She shook her head, marveling.

The Rose Tyler. She'd heard so much about the other woman she felt like she knew her already. If her Doctor would get here already, he'd be so pleased. She was pleased, on his behalf. Rose Tyler. She couldn't believe she was going to meet the woman who was lost. She smiled to herself, marching the robot over the doily on her dresser, forgetting to feel foolish until there was a knock on the door.

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pinkandyellow
2011-07-21 05:06 pm UTC (link)

Rose shrugged. “Tis not so bad. Just a lot of their thinking is just so different.” She had a half of mind to say backwards, but she had learned her lesson from dealing with Gwyneth, even if she still had a hard time accepting it. “It takes some getting used to.” She gestured to the space around them. “You lot are lucky though. You've got this place. This wasn't even up when I got here.” The sudden appearance still felt a bit odd to Rose, but then again everything about their situation was odd.

“2008.” There was a question on the tip of her tongue, but she had no idea what the rules for a situation like this were. How much information was too much? But she couldn't ignore it and suddenly it just burst out. “And he's alright, yeah? He's . . .” She bit her lip and closed her eyes. “Sorry. That was . . . just generally. Not . . .” she trailed off, figuring it was probably best if she just changed the subject completely. “She used an umbrella. That's – uh – very Mary Poppins of her.”

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illhaveasalute
2011-07-22 09:22 am UTC (link)

"It is! I mean, I temp all the time in Chiswick, but here it's all I can do. My friend Martha, she's a doctor at home and she's useless in an office, I'm not sure what we're going to do with her." She couldn't imagine being stranded in New York with no money and no Welcome Center. That was awful.

"Yes." She avoided Rose's eyes awkwardly. "He's fine, he's grand, he's- well, he's the Doctor, you know. He's uhm- apparently there's also another version running about that's after either of us, so I suppose he's done very well for himself. He's got this woman with him, and her husband- the husband isn't here right now, I think. But he's alright." She fiddled with the robot, not looking up. She couldn't exactly tell Rose that the Doctor talked about her all the time- how he missed her, how he'd lost her. That was definitely breaking some big rules.

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pinkandyellow
2011-07-22 07:29 pm UTC (link)

Rose winced in sympathy. “Tough break.” Rose really wasn't happy to be back in the shop, but at least she was used to it. She couldn't imagine putting all that effort into something and then just being told it was all for nothing. “Still. Doctor. She must be smart then. She probably picks things up quick enough.”

Right. Well, so much for easing that worry. At least he wasn't alone though. That was something. Course she had more questions now, but the way Donna refused to meet her eyes told her that her gut feeling coming in was right. “Well, good then,” she muttered. What else could she say? She followed Donna's line of sight. “Robots then.” She stared down at it. She could only make sense of the outfit. It was either stuck like the rest of them or had gotten history a bit wrong. Probably the first. Still, and she wasn't a history expert or anything, but the outfit was definitely pretty outdated. She fingered one of the sleeves. So what was it doing on robot from the future? “Do you think they were going for the real thing or just costume party?” She wasn't really sure where she was going with that, but hopefully it would help ease the awkward tension she had created.

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