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The Doctor (fromgallifrey) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

Another sort of rejection for the Cajun, yet that smile stayed quite nicely fixed on his features. The Time Lord's echo of a smile had slipped away in moments. He had a lot bottled up in that head of his. The least of which was the awkward situation this place had conjured for him. His brain had never really left the conversation he'd had with Jack this morning, the Captain's reaction. He'd never managed to get the sound of Dalek's from his thoughts and what his immediate, visceral reaction had been: Rose.

'Wanna have lunch wit' me?' The mutant asked, in a tone that felt almost too normal for it's own good. He thought about it for a moment, turning it over in his head. He had come here because he was hungry after all. He scratched his head. "You wouldn't have any fish and chips from Cardiff in that pouch of yours?" That would be a yes, Gambit.

The Doctor stepped backward, pulling himself up to sit on top of the counter, toes tapping at the air. Lunch in a convenience store? How convenient.