[ He'd seen her post to the network, but rather than respond belatedly to that, he decides to just come directly to her instead. Because he's not sure how directly to approach it, first of all, and second... It just doesn't seem right not to.
Somehow. ]
Rose. Want to come over for some tea? And jammy dodgers, can't forget those.
[She's been trying not to think about it, to be honest. And moreso the fact that he'd gone and disappeared for a day or two. At the very least, she's been too preoccupied with moping, thinking and getting attacked by run-away snowballs from a semi-arrogant 'Guardian'.
So this call is quite ... happy-ful. Yes, that's a word.]
Jammy dodgers? [Hmm.] I suppose...
[Are you shitting me of course she's already putting her jacket on.] Where are you, again?
Was only gone a day, apparently. Wibbly wobbly time wimey, makes it so easy to send someone home for only a little bit so they've got more emotions to bring this world when they come back.
[ That's fine, he'll just make for the kitchen action tags are fine. ]
[She's making a face. And not just because she's stepped outside into the chilly air of Freya's district.]
I guess that's what happened t'me. [A beat.] Well- more the other way 'round. Gone for ages here, barely a nanosecond for me back home. At least- since th'first time.
[... Typical. She can barely explain it to anyone here in the city, nothing about how she's feeling or what she'd figured out without being vague. And then he waltzes in, on screen no less, and she's pouring out her findings like there's no tomorrow. Just typical. She's even making a new face for it.]
[ Immediately sobering quite a bit at that, as if he wasn't solemn enough already. That's one of those things he's pushed far back inside the room of the tenth incarnation, so when the door opens, it doesn't come out quite that easily. ]
You were from earlier when you were here the last time.
[Another something she's curious about. Sure, he's ... regenerated again, but she's had yet to ask how that came about? Who was around, where had it happened? ... When? Of course none of this she asks, because it's not something that's going to be breached easily, if past experience is any indication.
That and certainly never across the network.]
Yeah, I- saw that. Same as the first time, but ... Earlier the second. [Which, by the expression and tone of voice, she really doesn't understand.]
S'pose so. Doesn't make much sense. They already tried with me comin' from this time... What difference does it make takin' me from the same time? S'like they don't want me to-
[Grumble mutter. Because she's not going to finish. Because that would mean admitting to herself that she may not ever get the chance to go home and ... actually get what she'd been going for. IE; him.]
She doesn't need to finish, and he understands so very well. ]
The difference is that you have to work through the same thing and there's the possibility that you'll look back and see that it's been different. As you obviously did. Generates the energy they need.
But don't worry. We won't be here forever.
[Video] because guess who forgot she was on the move all this time l o l
[Omg no, do not tease her she will smack you so hard her mother would be proud.
...]
So I guess you're stuck at that height, then?
[Why yes, that is definitely the wittiest thing she can think to say. First time she's seen him in person, alright. And already craning her neck omg rude.]
[Along with the noise of agreement, he gets himself a cheeky, 'you think you're so impressive' sort of look. One so common on her face she sometimes wonders why she hasn't patented it.
But he's letting her in and she's trying only half subtly to take him all in. See what he looks like; still fairly thin, if only slightly broader than his last self. Lots of hair- still pretty great. His eyes are a lot lighter. It's weird.]
[ Oh, it tends to be fairly common on a lot of companions' faces. The Doctor pouts at it, because of course he is, he's brilliant. But it's nothing unusual, it's very Rose, and it makes him happy and sad at the same time.
Just as it should be, then. ]
Tea and jammy dodgers!
[ He swings the door closed and turns to lead Rose into the kitchen. ]
[Definitely a common theme, at the very least. And it's a good sign, that she has it slapped on already. She's warming up. Fast. That look is only ever reserved for him, after all.]
Y'didn't burn anything gettin' hot water? [Because kettles are not automated TARDIS-dispensers.]
[But hey, she'll follow him in, eyes all around in a very un-subtle manner. She'll see if he brings up the reason she's here. Even if she can sort of guess.]
[ The distance to the kitchen here is far less than that of the distance to the TARDIS kitchen, at least, so they're soon there, and the Doctor sets about pulling out different kinds of teas and placing them down next to the cups on the counter.
And on the kitchen table is, indeed, a plate of jammy dodgers, left over from Gau's gift still. ]
[ Indeed. The Doctor goes for something fruity this time, grabs a bag of each of the kinds and places them into two cups. He still remembers, of course, how Rose likes her tea, so he fixes that too, and then places the cups on two sides of the table so they'll sit face to face.
Then he takes a biscuit of his own and flops down on the chair. ]
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[Video]
Somehow. ]
Rose. Want to come over for some tea? And jammy dodgers, can't forget those.
[Video]
So this call is quite ... happy-ful. Yes, that's a word.]
Jammy dodgers? [Hmm.] I suppose...
[Are you shitting me of course she's already putting her jacket on.] Where are you, again?
[Video]
[ H o n e s t l y. Tut tut. ]
Odin 101. I'll get the kettle running.
[Video]
Give us a mo'.
[She can't find her shoe-- oh, there it is. Alright, going now. Albeit there's no running out the door or anything. Just a casual pace. Of walking.]
So you're back, then? [Yes, she is going to stay on the line until she gets there
unless you'd prefer log to action tags here or efdsfdsg.][Video]
[ That's fine, he'll just make for the kitchen
action tags are fine. ][Video]
[She's making a face. And not just because she's stepped outside into the chilly air of Freya's district.]
I guess that's what happened t'me. [A beat.] Well- more the other way 'round. Gone for ages here, barely a nanosecond for me back home. At least- since th'first time.
[... Typical. She can barely explain it to anyone here in the city, nothing about how she's feeling or what she'd figured out without being vague. And then he waltzes in, on screen no less, and she's pouring out her findings like there's no tomorrow. Just typical. She's even making a new face for it.]
[Video]
Mm, looks like. What do you last remember?
[ He's a little bit unsure about asking that question, but he thinks he has to know. Might as well ask. ]
[Video]
Back home, y'mean?
[..Hm. What was the last thing? Before she'd blinked and woken up here. It had been the same as the first time, hadn't it?]
S'... The beach. I think we were back on that ruddy beach.
[And boy, does she sound sour about it, if not a bit defensive. And maybe just a titch accusatory.]
There was two of you.
[Video]
[ Immediately sobering quite a bit at that, as if he wasn't solemn enough already. That's one of those things he's pushed far back inside the room of the tenth incarnation, so when the door opens, it doesn't come out quite that easily. ]
You were from earlier when you were here the last time.
[Video]
That and certainly never across the network.]
Yeah, I- saw that. Same as the first time, but ... Earlier the second. [Which, by the expression and tone of voice, she really doesn't understand.]
[Video]
[ Not really that difficult to understand at all. ]
[Video]
S'pose so. Doesn't make much sense. They already tried with me comin' from this time... What difference does it make takin' me from the same time? S'like they don't want me to-
[Grumble mutter. Because she's not going to finish. Because that would mean admitting to herself that she may not ever get the chance to go home and ... actually get what she'd been going for. IE; him.]
[Video]
She doesn't need to finish, and he understands so very well. ]
The difference is that you have to work through the same thing and there's the possibility that you'll look back and see that it's been different. As you obviously did. Generates the energy they need.
But don't worry. We won't be here forever.
[Video] because guess who forgot she was on the move all this time l o l
Odin. 101 ... Right.
How about a knock knock?]
You still in?
[Video -> Action] /pats
[ And he's hanging up now, because he's just swinging towards the front door and. There it opens. ]
Hello!
[Action]
...]
So I guess you're stuck at that height, then?
[Why yes, that is definitely the wittiest thing she can think to say. First time she's seen him in person, alright.
And already craning her neck omg rude.][Action]
He spreads his arms as he steps aside to let her in. ]
It's a good height.
[Action]
But he's letting her in and she's trying only half subtly to take him all in. See what he looks like; still fairly thin, if only slightly broader than his last self. Lots of hair- still pretty great. His eyes are a lot lighter. It's weird.]
So. Tea and jammy dodgers, then?
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Just as it should be, then. ]
Tea and jammy dodgers!
[ He swings the door closed and turns to lead Rose into the kitchen. ]
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Y'didn't burn anything gettin' hot water? [Because kettles are not automated TARDIS-dispensers.]
[But hey, she'll follow him in, eyes all around in a very un-subtle manner. She'll see if he brings up the reason she's here. Even if she can sort of guess.]
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I am, in fact, very capable of boiling water without mishaps.
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Right... Well, then. Shall we? [Lead the way, Doctor.]
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[ The distance to the kitchen here is far less than that of the distance to the TARDIS kitchen, at least, so they're soon there, and the Doctor sets about pulling out different kinds of teas and placing them down next to the cups on the counter.
And on the kitchen table is, indeed, a plate of jammy dodgers, left over from Gau's gift still. ]
Which kind would you like?
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Excuse to not talk, just yet? Maybe.]
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Then he takes a biscuit of his own and flops down on the chair. ]
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