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so_impressive ([info]so_impressive) wrote in [info]vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-07-15 20:14:00

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Entry tags:!complete, location: barn, remy lebeau, rose tyler, the doctor (nine)

Who: The Ninth Doctor & Rose Tyler (Lil' bit o' Cajun)
What: The Doctor comes looking for The Doctor.
Where: The Barn
When: Day 15, 1:40 p.m.
Rating: PG-13
Status: Complete

He had followed the map in the journal, walked along the (badly) drawn streets past the (out of scale) buildings that he'd seen there and the (scalloped) forest.. but he had eventually found the barn pictured on the strange drawing, indicating that his later self would be staying here in this run-down wooden death trap. He wasn't sure he'd want to stay here, or that he'd want Rose in a place like this. She was here, after all, but he wasn't sure where yet. All he knew was that she was here, and she couldn't escape. Like the rest of them. But The Doctor was sure that he (both of him) would be able to get them out of this mess. At least the French-man that The Doctor (the later Doctor) had been talking to over the journals seemed nice enough, and if he was with Rose, and his later self trusted him, then he was even more thankful for that.

So he was nudging open the door and moving inside the barn, eyebrows lifting as his eyes adjusted to the lower light inside. "Hello? Is anybody home?" He called out into the crickety place, unsure he wanted to go in too much further, if he wasn't home. He was about to turn and head back out when he noticed the bed. Wait. Was it a bed? It almost looked like.. couches? Oh, he'd made himself a bed! He was so clever sometimes. And the smile that spread across his face was a proud one. He'd made himself a bed out of couches. Fantastic.


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[info]jeopardysfriend
2009-07-16 01:39 am UTC (link)
She was dreaming, as she knew she would, but they weren't the nightmares that Rose had feared. It was a rather nice dream, actually, of introducing her new friend to the TARDIS and the Doctor teasing her for picking up another one and then they showed him that planet they'd visited with nothing but flowers. Sighing in her sleep, she rolled over, taking the blanket with her.

And then, instinctively, she froze. Slowly, ever so slowly, she opened her eyes. The barn was dark but she could still see, and she saw the shadow of a man nearby. Oh, hell. She knew she'd been an idiot to do this. He'd seemed so trustworthy, though! And then the voice called out.

She knew that voice.

Taking a deep breath and gripping the blanket for dear life, Rose sat up slowly. "Hello?" she called, not daring to hope she was right. They were all prisoners here. That's what Gambit had told her. All of them. But prisoners could go mad after enough captivity. And hell, for all she knew, so was she. "I... Who's there?" It was a barn, there had to be items worthy of weapons around. Where was a pitchfork when she needed one?

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[info]so_impressive
2009-07-16 02:07 am UTC (link)
The Doctor came closer swiftly when he heard that voice. "Rose? Rose Tyler?" He broke into a wide grin and came up right to the foot of that large couch, and that was when he'd be able to see her, peeking out from under that blanket. That Frenchman had done it, kept her safe. And she was here.. so where was he? Well, himself. His other self. He could think about that later.

And once Rose got her eyes to adjust to the light, she'd be able to better make out the other man's form, and those big ears. And eventually, that goofy, but extremely pleased smile.

"It is you." He announced, his knees hitting the edge of the couch. He was so pleased to see her, of course.. but it wasn't any great surprise, he had already been told that she was here, after all. The Frenchman had told her. "Are you alright?" He was offering his hand down to her, to help her sit up in the large, comfortable 'bed'. Rose was alright. His Rose. The thought, somehow, made him extremely happy.

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[info]jeopardysfriend
2009-07-16 02:17 am UTC (link)
If he was happy, then Rose was elated. Completely and totally ecstatic. Because, as far as she knew, he'd been left alone somewhere thousands of years in the future about to die. It was the reason he'd sent her away, after all.

It was him. Her Doctor. Her crazy, goofy, silly, wonderful Doctor. It didn't seem possible. It was impossible. Nineteen ninety-three and two-thousand five were one thing. But he was from centuries, millenia away. And yet he was there, at the foot of Remy's makeshift couch. And no power in the universe could stop her from flying at him as fast as she could. Rose ignored the offered hand and sat up as quickly as she could squirm out of the blankets holding her. "You're here, you're here, you're here," she babbled helplessly as she gripped him tightly, burying her face into the familiar scent of his leather jacket.

It could've been an alien race that disguised themselves to be someone familiar to you before they ate you. It could've been another one of those experiments, like being stuck in the room with Dr. Smartass. But at that point? She didn't give a damn. "You're alright," she mumbled into the black fabric. "But how? Are you okay? When did you get here?" She pulled away only long enough to touch his cheek and look into those bright eyes before gripping him firmly again. She'd been so afraid she'd never see him again and now there he was.

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[info]so_impressive
2009-07-16 02:32 am UTC (link)
He caught her with a small oomph as the air rushed out of his lungs, but he wrapped his arms around her and hugged on eagerly, grinning bright as the sun, holding on tight for a long few moments before she pulled back enough to touch at his face, then slammed her body into his once again. It made him wonder exactly when she was from. He had assumed originally that she would have been exactly when where he was from, but with this reaction? It had to be something else. Unless, of course, she was just so weirded out by his regeneration that.. no. He was going to have to figure this out, and he'd have to be subtle.

Then again, subtle had never been this regeneration's strong suit.

"I'm alright! You're alright! We're all alright!" He was enthusiastic for a reason. Not only did he have his Rose, and were they both alive, but her enthusiasm to see him had rubbed off on him. She'd always been able to do that. "I'm not sure, I just showed up here, as I'm sure you did. Ended up in a dark room with another young woman, had someone try to set us on fire. Nothing I couldn't handle, though. I've only been here just a few hours, not even a full day. I assume you had the same thing happen to you?" Since she'd last been with him.

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[info]jeopardysfriend
2009-07-16 02:45 am UTC (link)
"Sort of," she breathed, finally letting him go. Poor dear, she really was quite brutal with him sometimes. She absently straightened the jacket on his form and smiled up at him. "I got here...this morning sometime, I guess. They put me with this complete arse and the whole bloody room was red and mirrors everywhere and I'm just not attractive enough to stare at myself multiplied by a billion, you know?"

To anyone else she might've sounded insane. And maybe she kind of was. But not to the Doctor. Hell, he was the reason she came up with half of the stuff she said. "Besides, there's nothing you can't handle." Her fingers were still wrapped in his jacket, taking comfort in the familiar leather. "I can't... I just..." Taking a deep breath, Rose fought back the choking sob in her throat. "I thought you were gone forever. I didn't think I'd ever get to see you again."

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[info]so_impressive
2009-07-16 02:53 am UTC (link)
His smile slowly faded when she looked like she was about to cry, and said that she thought she'd never see him again. That could mean two things. And the Doctor needed his answer sooner rather than later. "Rose. I need you to think back and tell me just what happened before you showed up here? What were you doing? Where were you? Were you with me, on the TARDIS?" Had she seen the beginnings of the regeneration and thought that he'd never come back?

He was almost hoping for that not to be true, for her not to know what had almost (rather, what should have) happened. He didn't want to have to answer those sorts of questions, what had happened, where he'd go, what was going to happen after he went. No. His later self was right.. things needed to happen the way they were going to happen. And neither himself, nor Rose, needed to know. But he was starting to wish he'd told her long ago about the regeneration, instead of waiting until the last possible moment.

Like always.

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[info]jeopardysfriend
2009-07-16 03:02 am UTC (link)
Scoffing, she shook her head. "No, because you weren't on the TARDIS. You...you sent me away." Her voice was a little accusatory, but Rose couldn't help it. In all honesty, she'd felt like a small child being banished from the adult conversation while he and Jack risked their lives. Worse, she felt like had hadn't wanted her there; she'd thought he thought she couldn't do anything there and sent her off. And worst of all, she thought he thought she didn't care what happened to him.

Time Lord or not, all men were stupid.

"But you made it back," she said, needlessly. "How, I have no idea. The TARDIS was still looking all dead when I saw it last night." She'd been rather obsessive about caring for the blue box, even if his hologram self had told her to let it die and go unnoticed. "And what was with that message, anyway? Did you plan to up and die on me?" Oh, now she definitely sounded accusing. And snippy. And perhaps just a little bit mean.

Oops!

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[info]so_impressive
2009-07-16 03:35 am UTC (link)
"I sent you away?" He almost looked relieved. He'd sent her away. Oh, he'd sent her away. Thank goodness. That meant she hadn't seen his regeneration begin yet. She hadn't.. then he hadn't kissed her yet. Hadn't taken the time vortex out of her. "I made it back." He agreed, though it was a lie. Sometimes you had to lie to protect the people you l.. cared about.

"The message? Oh, the message was just back up." He broke out into another smile then. "It was just to keep you safe. As you can see, I take care of myself very well." He held out his arms, then lowered them down again, eyebrows raising up into his forehead. "I wouldn't die on you, Rose. Not ever." No.. his body died, it transformed, twisted into another man she'd never seen-- but it was still him. Just with new teeth, new hair, and apparently a new wardrobe. He'd liked his leather jacket.

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[info]jeopardysfriend
2009-07-16 03:45 am UTC (link)
She knew he was keeping something from her. No matter how much she cared for him, it was irritating. As long as he'd known her and he thought she couldn't read him? No, something was definitely up. And she'd figure it out. If not then, then later. When things quieted down some, or when he was least suspecting it. Rose was good at prying. He'd probably spilled more to her than he'd ever meant to before.

But Rose was too bloody grateful to see him in this cracked-out place to be too mean. At least, not yet. "Yeah, well... You might not have. And how would I have known, huh? Were you planning on, I dunno, ever coming back for me?" Her words weren't mean any longer, though. Just tired and a little bit hurt. "Do you have any idea what it was like going back there, knowing you were facing death and there was nothing I could do about it?"

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[info]so_impressive
2009-07-16 04:02 am UTC (link)
He stared at her a long moment, not quite sure what to say to her question. Would he have come back for her? He wouldn't have been able to. She had to come for him.. and she did. She had. She'd come back for him and she'd saved him. Then he'd saved her right back. And that was what made all the difference. She would have died, he wouldn't have. He just regenerated. And he wanted so badly to tell her about it now, explain it before it happened, but he knew that he couldn't. He knew it had to happen the way it had happened.

"I would have done anything to keep you safe, Rose. And I did. We need to leave it at that, okay?" He lifted his eyebrows again, expecting her confirmation. He didn't want to keep talking about this, knowing he couldn't talk to her about it. He didn't want to lie to her. Not anymore than he absolutely had to.

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[info]jeopardysfriend
2009-07-16 04:08 am UTC (link)
Oh, now she knew something was up. Something major. If he wouldn't even admit to having any urge to return to her... Maybe he hadn't wanted to. Maybe he was actually glad to have the opportunity to be rid of her without coming off looking like the bad guy and now he was caught.

Carefully, she scooted back, untangling herself from Remy's blanket and pulling into herself, her knees to her chest and her arms around them. "Fine, then," she said, refusing to look right at him. "S'all you had to say." Hadn't all the time she'd spent with him meant a damn thing? She'd been starting to think... But no, clearly that was entirely wrong. Besides, there was Mickey to consider. Not here, obviously but...

Ugh. Her mind was getting away from her. At that moment, she was in a strange man's couch-bed with an angsty Time Lord beside her. Brilliant. Instead of arguing, she pulled out the book she'd received, flipping through it's pages and giving several a quick scan.

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[info]so_impressive
2009-07-16 04:16 am UTC (link)
"Rose." His tone was more firm that time. "I would come for you, if I could. I always will. If I ever can, I'll come for you. Always." It really hadn't answered her question though, had it? But he'd done his best. For now that was all he could do. "And I know you'd come for me." He knew it. He didn't think. He didn't guess. He knew. He knew she could come for him because she already had.

"Together, Rose Tyler," He said her full name to get her attention, and he would watch her until he was sure she was looking at him and completely focused on those pale blue eyes. "Together," He repeated, "We're fantastic. Don't ever forget that." There wasn't much more he could say. He couldn't say the words he wanted. He couldn't tell her what he wanted to say.

Just that.

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[info]jeopardysfriend
2009-07-16 04:23 am UTC (link)
Always. Well, it sounded like a promise. But promises were also meant to be broken. And she didn't like the feeling that the person she trusted more than anyone in the world was keeping something from her. What in God's name had happened after she'd left that satellite?

"You don't really need me, though," she reminded him. "It's always you who gets us out of scrapes and all. I'm just a stupid ape, remember?" Still, her voice was slightly teasing, the barest hint of a smile playing on the corners of her lips. "So I guess you're fantastic and I'm a fantastic tag-a-long." But she was okay with that, oddly. Always had been. She'd always loved being caught up in the tide of the Doctor in motion, when he'd take an idea and run with it and get them in to more messes before he got them out. It was perfect. He was perfect. No one could say a word about those ears or that hair without her defending him. She adored this crazy alien for everything he was.

Even if he was being a secret-keeping jerkface.

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[info]so_impressive
2009-07-16 04:41 am UTC (link)
"I do need you." The Doctor insisted, very seriously. Until he broke out into another smile. "To be my cheerleader." He stepped back then, pressing his hands down over his jacket pockets, to feel them, before he pulled out his journal and lifted it up. "Have you figured this out yet? It communicates back and forth." It was time to get on another subject, the Doctor was done making a more curious Rose Tyler, and he was done giving away secrets. It was hard, sometimes, with her. But he was pacing away and heading for the singular couch pressed up against the back of a part of the bed, then he sunk down onto it and stretched his legs out, before sniffing some. He'd certainly made the mildew smell a lot worse just now.

"Is that must? Oh, that's horrible." He made a rather dramatic face and sniffed around, before turning his head to look at her again. "It's the couches. And everything else in here, I think. Does that Frenchman live here? How does he stand this?" Really, you must have gotten used to it. His other self clearly had.

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[info]jeopardysfriend
2009-07-16 04:50 am UTC (link)
Rose's face broke into a smile. "You know Remy? He sounded surprised that I knew you." And she hadn't done her own reasoning. Of course Remy would go around saying 'the Doctor'. But she'd chosen to ignore it all together. "He's wonderful. I guess he's been here a few days and they don't exactly have standard beds here. I'm thinking if it comes down to some must or sleeping with your head up against some spike somewhere, you'll deal with the must."

He looked so comfortable over there, stretched out like a cat. It was strange how they'd fit in so quickly. Well...no. No it wasn't. It was the Doctor, after all, and he fit into 18th century Cardiff, he could certainly manage a village of kidnapped patrons.

She looked in the journal again and broke out a smile, scribbling a reply. "Jack's here!" she informed him, her voice cheerful and chipper. "Isn't that brilliant? How... I don't know how we all ended up here, and I don't care so long as nothing happens to any of you."

Only she got the impression that Jack was holding back, too. She didn't like this feeling one bit. "You just write to them and they write back and it's brilliant."

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[info]so_impressive
2009-07-16 04:57 am UTC (link)
"Yes, I met Remy over the journals." Remy. Really? A Frenchman. He'd picked up a Frenchman? Why didn't he have Rose anymore? Had something happened to her? Perhaps she'd just chosen to leave. Perhaps he'd left her behind, like he had Sarah Jane and Jack. Perhaps.. no. He didn't want to think about it anymore. He didn't want to know.

Well. He did. But he wouldn't. He couldn't.

"Jack?" Jack Harkness? He seemed only the smallest bit surprised by that, because he wasn't, really. He'd told himself.

"Yes, you just write them and they write you back, that's some fantastic technology. I've seen something like it before, on Barcelona. Oh, you're going to love Barcelona, Rose." And he'd take her there, some day. He really would.

Some day.

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[info]jeopardysfriend
2009-07-16 11:58 am UTC (link)
"On Barcelona? Don't you mean in Barcelona?" Rose countered, reading Jack's words like they were golden. Remy had mentioned it, and of course there was that great coat of his sprawled out in the barn, but it just felt more real to see slightly familiar handwriting and that always familiar teasing and cockiness. God it couldn't be better. She had both of her boys here.

She rolled her eyes at one exchange and laughed, looking up at the Doctor. "Apparently I'm supposed to be moving heaven and earth to get to him right now," she informed him with a giggle. "It's definitely Jack." She sobered up a bit and breathed out a long, painful sigh. "I thought I'd lost you both," she said quietly, running a finger over the journal. "Mum tried to be sympathetic, she really did. She was just so glad you'd sent me home. I hated you for it, you know that?" Of course it didn't last. She could never hate that man with the wide smile and the big blue eyes. He'd captivated her, whether she wanted to or not. He'd shown her things she'd never even had the ability to dream of. A poor girl with a shady past? She'd barely had the ability to dream past working the next day's sale at Henrik's.

Standing, Rose made her way to the couch he sat on and nudged him aside with her toes, curling into a ball at his side. "I don't now," she confirmed. "Hate you, that is. I know you were only trying to help me."

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[info]so_impressive
2009-07-16 05:59 pm UTC (link)
"No." He replied matter-of-factly, and with a smile sent over her way. "I meant 'on' Barcelona. The planet. It's fantastic." The Doctor insisted, and he shook his head some when Rose mentioned that she should be going to see Jack, doing whatever she could. "Captain Jack," He repeated, that smile spreading out over his face again. "We can't stay here in this barn tonight, we'll have to find somewhere else to settle down for the night. Can't very well invade your new friends space, now can we?" And if Jack was here, well. Then he had every intention of staying near him, somewhere Rose would feel safe and familiar, even if just looking at Jack sent a chill up the Doctor's spine. He was concerned about Rose right now, she was what mattered.

"I know," That was assured to her, once again, only after she'd stopped speaking. "I know." Repeated, this time with a smile. He didn't hold anything against you, Rose. Even if she still hated him, he wouldn't. He'd sent her away and he knew he'd be resented, but he thought he'd die there, and he would have, if not for... Well. They all would have, if not for Rose. But she couldn't know that.

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[info]jeopardysfriend
2009-07-16 07:04 pm UTC (link)
The thought of leaving the barn and being plunged back into the unsafe world she'd just been rescued from seemed less than pleasant. But the Doctor was right. He always was. Well, almost always. This was Remy's space, no matter how good to her he'd been. She needed a spot of her own. No, their own. Because now that she had him back, he wasn't escaping her again. Besides, he was used to her clinging on to him. And used to her wandering off on him. Really, theirs was quite the complicated relationship.

Reaching out, she took his hand and squeezed it. "We'll find a spot. Make up somewhere fantastic that everyone'll be jealous of. Wonder who else is here? Strange, isn't it, running into so many people we know? Do you think everyone else knows someone? Remy didn't mention too many people, like a best mate or a girlfriend or anything." Probably for the best, that, as Rose was fairly certain they'd been flirting and she didn't need to go pissing off everyone on their first day. "Just Jack and...well, I thought he meant you. Kept saying 'the doctor'. And the bloke I was with this morning was a doctor but I mentioned him and it wasn't."

She wasn't stupid, boys. The pieces would eventually come together in that pretty blonde head. Just not that moment.

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[info]so_impressive
2009-07-16 09:18 pm UTC (link)
"I don't know." His simple answer for her not-so-simple question. Did he think everyone knew one another? Was it strange that so many people they knew were here? Did Remy have a friend or girlfriend here? He didn't know. And as for the bloke that the Frenchman kept calling 'the Doctor', well.. he'd just let that be lumped into the 'I don't know' category for now.

"But we'll figure it out." That was something he was sure of. Unsure of everything else.. but sure that they would be sure, soon. As complicated as that sounded. The Doctor often thought in complicated circles of logic. Sometimes they came out right, most of the time they came out right. Sometimes... not so much. But those times were rare.

"Glad you've made a friend though." Remy, he meant. And if his later self trusted him, then he was sure that he could trust him as well, and allow Rose to spend her time with him. She'd be safe with anyone the Doctor trusted. Either of them.

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[info]jeopardysfriend
2009-07-16 09:38 pm UTC (link)
Her face broke into a teasing smile. "You're not always so thrilled when I make a friend," she reminded him playfully. Oi, this felt right. Laughing and joking with him again. It had only been a few days, at least in her mind, but it had felt like forever. Of course, she'd also thought he was dead. That tends to put a damper on things. "In fact, you usually get mad at me for... How is it you put it? Picking up people? Might remind you that you once picked me up!"

And she'd never regret running on to the TARDIS. Never once. No matter what they'd seen or done, or how many times they'd almost died--and there were plenty of those, certainly. No matter what, she was grateful for every second she'd spent following him through the time vortex. "You worked out a plan to get us out of here yet?" she questioned with a smile. Because that's what the Doctor did. She got them into scrapes, and he turned around and got them out. Not that she'd yet figured out how this one was her fault, but it might as well be.

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[info]so_impressive
2009-07-17 02:53 am UTC (link)
"But you're not picking this one up." He reminded with a smile. "This one's going to be a big-glass-box friend. And when we leave, we're not taking him with us." He didn't mean that, of course.. okay, maybe he did. Once they let everyone out of the box, they were on their own. He'd take Rose and he'd get the heck away from this place and never look back. Or, at least, that was what he wanted to do, and that was what he would tell her that he'd do. But if this place was the only thing keeping him from regenerating, then when he left, he'd turn into Ten. And that'd be that.

No more adventures, no Barcelona. He might have said more, but a moment later, the barn door was opening and the Cajun was coming back in. He paused and faltered some when he saw the two, but then broke into a wide smile. It made the Doctor smile, too. This must have been the Frenchman. "Hello." He greeted with a wave.

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[info]ace_of_clubs
2009-07-17 03:01 am UTC (link)
The Cajun was indeed smiling, bright and large, and he lifted a hand and waved in return. That must have been the Other Doctor. Wow, they didn't look anything alike. At all. He was glad to know it.

"Bonjour." He greeted coolly, lifting his eyebrows at the two of them as he came nearer. "See you foun' uh frien', chere." He was coming over and stopping just a few feet from them, but didn't offer his hand out to the Doctor. Sure, it was the same guy, right? But this was the Doctor before his Doctor, so he wasn't quite ready to shake his hand. Not yet.

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[info]jeopardysfriend
2009-07-17 03:10 am UTC (link)
Rose grinned. "Big-glass-box friend?" she teased, draping her legs over his lap. He really was comfortable, she hadn't been lying in her thought of that. All men should be as good and sweet and wonderful as this one. It'd make life so much easier. "You sure we can't keep him? He's not as space age as Jack, but I'll bet he's a hell of a lot smarter than Adam." And much less out for himself.

And then, speak of the devil, the door opened and Rose swung herself to a more upright position. When Remy's face broke into a smile, however, she laughed. "Slept longer than I meant to. Wonder why that is?" But she couldn't fault him. Hell, it said a lot that he trusted her enough already to leave her there with the few positions he owned. "This is my friend...the one I mentioned to you? Turns out he's here, too. This is the Doctor. Doctor, meet my big-glass-box saviour, Remy."

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[info]so_impressive
2009-07-17 03:32 am UTC (link)
"You've been looking after Rose?" He had noticed that the younger man hadn't extended out a hand, so he didn't, either. It wasn't always an Earth practice, but he could tell, from those eyes, that this man wasn't from Earth. At least, not any Earth that he'd ever known. But as soon as the man opened his mouth, he knew he wasn't French. That sounded like Cajun. He was Cajun. No one was Cajun anymore, Louisiana was under water, it was like the lost city of Atlantis.. unless this guy was from Rose's time. Or before then. He'd have to listen more closely to the accent.

"That's right, I'm the Doctor. Hello." His normal, casual greeting.

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[info]ace_of_clubs
2009-07-17 03:38 am UTC (link)
"Oui, she been lookin' af'er me, too." He laughed some and gave the girl a wink, before motioning them both over. He was moving over to one of the other couches, hauling it away from the wall and pushing it over to settle it across from the one holding his bed together, then moved around to plop down onto it comfortably. "Come an' si'. Comfy." He assured with a charming grin and lifted eyebrows.

"So, wha', you two travelin' par'ners?" He was only asking because he wanted them to tell him, he already knew the answer, just didn't want to spit it out without any reason to know it.

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[info]jeopardysfriend
2009-07-17 05:57 am UTC (link)
Strange that traveling should be his first assumption. Tennis partners, maybe, or work colleagues. But when he was right he was right and Rose wasn't going to deny him of that. "We are," she confirmed, hopping up and walking over to where he'd gestured. "For a while now. He's the ring leader, I'm just along for the ride." Seeing as the one time she had made the suggestion of where to go, she'd prevented time from unfolding as it should, she pretty much shut up and let him do the thinking from then on.

Looking up, she waved her hand in the Doctor's direction, beckoning him to join them. "Remy's from nineteen ninety-three," she supplied, her voice cheerful with conspiracy. "Isn't that insane? I mean, I know time is all weird and crazy and nothing's linear, but it's still the nuttiest thing I've ever heard."

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[info]so_impressive
2009-07-17 08:10 am UTC (link)
The Doctor did come closer as she urged him near with that motion. "Nineteen ninety-three? Really? Does that make you a time traveler, Remy?" The big-eared man questioned with a smile that told the Cajun he knew what the other man knew. Because if this strange man was his later companion (odd as that might sound) then he already knew all about the TARDIS. He was simply double-checking that, prompting, trying to get a little more information before he gave up some of his own (or let Rose give it up).

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[info]ace_of_clubs
2009-07-17 08:17 am UTC (link)
"I guess 'dat depen's on wha' time it is now, non?" The younger man retorted smugly, snuggling back into his couch and bringing his arms in tighter around his body. "If it ain' nine'een-nine'y-t'ree, 'den yeah. Guess it make me one." Cheeky bastard, but that could have been one of the reasons that the Doctor liked him. Or one of the reasons that he disliked him. Time Lord knew.

"So where you two travelin' from, anyway? Ain' from 'roun' here, non? Ain' locals." As he said that, he turned his head to settle red eyes directly onto Rose, with a smile. A smile that practically screamed 'cat that ate the canary'. It had to be a little off putting. He knew what they were-- but then again, so had Jack Harkness. So it wasn't that rare to get someone who called them out for what they were, and the Doctor didn't look concerned in the least.

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[info]jeopardysfriend
2009-07-17 02:15 pm UTC (link)
Rose shrugged, leaning back into the musty scented cushions. "Here and there. We travel all over. We're from--well, I'm from London, originally." She'd leave it to the Doctor to make his own explanations. Not her place. That was for him to know and whoever he didn't want to, not to.

But Remy was smiling that smile. That almost annoying but too cute to be smile that drove her nuts and she'd only known him for a few hours. And her delicate eyebrows lifted as she crossed her arms in front of herself. "Though I've the feeling you already knew that. Or at least, some of that. Have you two been talking?" She knew they knew something of each other from the journals they'd been scribbling in, but she'd slept through most of the important exchanges and had no idea what had been said to who.

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[info]ace_of_clubs
2009-07-17 03:16 pm UTC (link)
"Non, no' him an' me." He nodded towards the Doctor with a smile. "Bu' been talkin' t' Jack. Now c'mon, tell me all 'de goo' stuff, chere. Don' wanna know 'bou' borin' London. Wanna know 'bou' ot'er plane's, ot'er times." The mutant was urging her with an excited smile, shifting some on his couch in anticipation.

The Doctor managed a strange smile and he leaned back on his own couch, stretching one arm out along the back. He'd let Rose do all of the excited talking. For now. He knew, of course, that it hadn't been Jack to tell the other, strange-eyed man all of those things, but rather that it had been he himself. Or, so he thought.

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[info]jeopardysfriend
2009-07-17 04:40 pm UTC (link)
Different planets? Had she mentioned different planets? How did he--must have been Jack. Had to have been Jack. She didn't ordinarily talk about them with strangers. At least not without some clearance from the Doctor or a life and death scenario. With Nancy, it had been in order to calm the girl and convince her that what she was seeing was real. With Adam...well, he worked in that sort of stuff, it was only natural. But Gambit...

"Oh, I imagine Jack's probably already told you enough to talk your ear off," she said pleasantly, though she was eyeing him carefully. The man had to like Jack, at least a bit. He had the great coat in his barn, after all. "And London isn't boring! It's steeped in history, you know. It may not be as old as some planets, or even some Earth cities, but it's got something going for it."

And yet she'd barely hesitated when the Doctor had asked her to go with him. Really, how much could she truly love the city she was born in if she left that eagerly?

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