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Tweak says, "Never let go!"

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

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!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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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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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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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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