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Remy LeBeau (ace_of_clubs) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-07-15 20:40:00

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!complete, day 15, location: barn, remy lebeau, rose tyler, the doctor (nine), the doctor (ten)

Who: The Doctors [Nine & Ten], Rose Tyler & Remy LeBeau
What: Ten comes to the barn and finds Nine, Rose and Remy.
Where: The Barn
When: Day 15, 3:00 p.m.
Rating: PG-13
Status: Complete

Remy had returned from his little get-together with the Doctor-- His Doctor-- The.. tenth Doctor?-- about twenty minutes ago. He'd had some errands to run, swinging by the thrift store again and allowing Rose what he thought was more time to sleep. However, when he'd come back, he'd found a big-eared man and had immediately known, through Le Docteur's description, that this had to be L'Autre Docteur. With greetings out of the way, Remy had shoved one of the couches (that wasn't part of his huge bed) away from one of the opposite walls, and had pushed it to sit about three feet from the one couch that was helping hold his bed together. It made for a nice sitting place, with the Cajun on one couch, and L'Autre Docteur and Rose, on the other one. The red-head (though you couldn't tell, with all of his hair hidden beneath the black beanie) had been closely watching their interactions, but hadn't seen anything to indicate that Le Docteur was lying to him. These two seemed like they were very close friends. Amazing friends, really. But he hadn't seen anything particularly romantic. No signals. No kissing. No hand-holding. And the thought made him smile to himself.

You'd be stupid and paranoid, Cajun. The Doctor wouldn't have lied to you. Best friends, he'd said. He and Rose were best friends, that was all.

"So you been trav'lin' 'roun' space wit' 'dis guy?" Remy was prompting to Rose, a grin clear on his features. "In uh telephone box? Savin' worl's an' gettin' int' lor' know wha' kin'a trouble?" He laughed a little and shook his head. "Seem like my kin'a t'in'. You takin' applica'ions, Doct'r?" He had been amazed how easy it had been to fall into calling this man 'Doctor'. He'd never call him Docteur, though. L'Autre Docteur, sure. But there was only one Docteur for him.

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so_impressive
2009-07-16 06:24 pm UTC (link)

When he prompted himself for more of a title, he couldn't wipe that goofy grin off his face. It was just so amusing to him, somehow. And perhaps if Ten hadn't been in the position he was, it would have been more amusing for him, as well. "No, just 'The Doctor'. That's me. Hello." He waved again, as if for emphasis, watching the short interaction between Rose and his later self as he did. He was focused on his own face at first, until he noticed the red-eyed man just past him, and the expression that settled there. Wait.. was that.. he watched as Remy's expressions changed from wonder, to a bit of curiosity, to uncertainty, and into a touch of shock, and straight into recognition. Very quickly, all just tiny, subtle movements of the face, but Time Lord eyes caught everything.

Then those blues were moving to himself, as he interacted with Rose. Recognition had settled onto his own face, as well. But just as quickly as Ten had wiped his own emotions out, and replaced them with false ones.. just as soon as the Cajun had plastered that smile on.. he flashed a brilliant smile as well. Three fakers, all here to keep Rose Tyler unawares and happy. And safe.

"I think we'll be heading off to the museum, we have a friend there, apparently." Friend. Really, was Jack a friend? He supposed so. Perhaps even a great one, if looked at from another angle.

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jeopardysfriend
2009-07-16 07:31 pm UTC (link)

"A very good one," Rose added, her smile wide. "But Remy knows about him." Reaching out, she gave the tall, thin man's arm a squeeze. "You've been so good to me, I honestly don't know what I'd have done if you hadn't stumbled along." Probably worked to blend in with the local colour, as it happened, but fair enough. This was better.

As she made another peek at her new journal, she felt a strange lump in her throat. "And, apparently, I have an extra invite there anyway," she added with a crooked smile. "Some girl named Shannon. Apparently, Jack's mentioned me? What are you people doing in these books, blathering on? I just got here!" She couldn't help laughing, though, and instinctively, she leaned on the Doctor's leather-covered arm. "Telling her I'm not coming unless I can drag you along. Wouldn't be right! You certainly let me bunk with you long enough."

Her eyes again traced the newcomer. He seemed friendly enough, but almost as if he were afraid to come too close. "What is it you're a doctor of, anyway?" she questioned. The question itself was posed to her companion enough, she may as well return Earth's favour and continue the trend.

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