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Rose M. Tyler (jeopardysfriend) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

Before she called his father. Rose definitely knew how those sweet memories could turn sour, even if they were lovely to recall. Her mother had never had to yell that. Rose had never actually had a single, solid male influence in her life. Maybe that was the reason she'd flitted around from boy to boy when she was younger, pausing only long enough to give Mickey Smith the time of day for a bit each time before turning back around. It had been near enough the same with Jackie and her various boyfriends that marched in and out of young Rose's life.

But that had been long ago. That had been before Jimmy, and long before the Doctor. And was he avoiding? No, probably not. She just hadn't been nosy enough. Besides, she'd gotten his middle name out of it. And a last name to match, actually. That could come in handy some day.

"A zombie, sort of, actually," she replied instead. Oh, if Rose only knew. Maybe they truly did have this place tapped and she'd just fed them their latest idea! "Pretty amazing, actually. His mum was going around parading herself as his sister, unwed twenty year-old, that sort. It was a bit like watching Hollyoaks." The zombie part she'd give him but the fact that it had all occurred during World War II? No, apparently, that part he had to work for? "Saved him, though. A friend of mine did, I mean. Put him back together and everything." As crazy as Chris' own history was, that couldn't possibly come as too much of a shock, right?