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The Doctor (fromgallifrey) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

He turned his face away. He looked at the wall with a face that was so close to looking like he might actually vomit. He knew better than to press back, to struggle, that was what the Cajun wanted. He wanted that physical fight so he could bend it and turn it into something else entirely.

Every word the Cajun said was vulgar. Every last bit of it.

"She's dead and I killed her." His face turned slowly eyes locking in on the Cajuns. He wasn't talking about Rose here, Cajun. He wasn't talking about anyone you even knew existed.

He shoved there, hard trying to break those hands from his lapel and to get that clinging body off of his own. "My happiness is outside of this place. It's being out traveling in my big blue box. It's not being chained here to you." He grabbed that tattered shirt and shook.