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'Bout a million miles an hour... [OPEN]

Jun 15, 2011 22:24

Who: The Doctor (Eleventh) and YOU.
What: Compulsion week, ohgod.
When: Anytime this week, from Monday to Sunday.
Where: Anywhere. Really, anywhere. Come up with a place and he'll have come up with a reason to be there and start bugging you. Or you can come looking for him, if you know him already.
Warnings: If you are a Jack Harkness of any kind, ( Read more... )

nicki rush phd (genderswap au), christine chapel, buffy summers, { sookie stackhouse, the doctor (eleventh)

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Wednesday, lab diditchangeyou June 16 2011, 22:59:49 UTC

Rush had been in and out, now and again, doing this and tweaking that, preferably alone. She had made sure to install a coffee machine in the lab as well, although that nectar of caffeine was, like everything else, growing increasingly scarce. Likewise, she dragged in a whiteboard salvaged from her own apartment (it wasn't necessary there if she was just going to do labwork hereIn fact it was already starting to become covered in notes and equations and theories before it had been wheeled through the door, since she couldn't help but stop whenever an idea struck her in the middle of the sidewalk. There were a few different theories going around: non-Newtonian, central system, gamma rays, along with the much less scientific magical part that was missing from their trains of thought. Maybe they ought to invite a professional wizard or witch ( ... )

fallsoutofbox June 16 2011, 23:20:46 UTC

It was just short time after the call from Sirius, and the Doctor already had an idea or dozen on how he was going to be able to take readings of magical energy. Of course, in a pinch, non-technological technology was the simplest route, or at least the easiest to assemble. He was returning to the lab loaded down with stuff that would otherwise appear to be junk: a hubcap, a large empty plastic jug, some bits of tubing, and a bag of other random bits and bobs that clanked together as he came through the door.

He gave Rush a brief nod of acknowledgement, then found an empty corner and dropped his collection to the floor. Immediately he crouched down and started sorting through it.

diditchangeyou June 17 2011, 00:33:29 UTC

"I would ask what all that is, but I know you're simply going to whip up something insane and somehow functional." Nicki rolled her eyes. No sense in really knocking something that apparently worked, right? "My question, then, is do you know who happens to be sleeping here?"

fallsoutofbox June 17 2011, 01:17:49 UTC

He smiled at her first comment. Things always went much smoother after people caught on.

"Oh! Yes. That's me." He examined the jug and a bit of tubing. Started rummaging in the bag. "Saves a lot of time, not having to run back to the hostel every time I need a kip."

diditchangeyou June 17 2011, 01:58:27 UTC

"But you realize this isn't someplace one can stay. You have your own room and your own bed and your own facilities for that. That would be like living in your office cubicle or on a factory floor. Living where you work."

fallsoutofbox June 17 2011, 02:56:04 UTC

He gave her a brief, quizzical look.

"Yes, it would," he confirmed, honestly not seeing the problem. He had years upon centuries of napping on the console room floor to thank for that.

diditchangeyou June 17 2011, 03:53:29 UTC

"Yes, it would, which is why you shouldn't be sleeping here." Honestly, what was difficult about that concept?

fallsoutofbox June 17 2011, 04:21:20 UTC

He pulled out a roll of duct tape - nope - and tossed it aside.

"I slept in my TARDIS all the time," he said, tilting his head at her. "Is the cot taking up too much space? I could move it out. Don't really need it. A comfy chair's good enough."

diditchangeyou June 17 2011, 19:59:07 UTC

She didn't know what the hell a TARDIS was, but she wasn't inclined to ask. "No, no, don't move it out, just move yourself out. Or should I just start charging you?"

fallsoutofbox June 18 2011, 03:04:12 UTC

"Charging me for sleeping? What?" There was an incredulous laugh breaking through those words. Yeah, okay, it was technically her lab, but he just didn't get it. He'd only been trying to make things more comfortable...

"Don't tell me you've never got so caught up in the work you stayed overnight."

diditchangeyou June 18 2011, 03:57:54 UTC

She kept the subject on what she wanted it to be, namely him. "Surely you have your own place to live. I hardly want everyone cramming themselves in here just to get a little more work done."

fallsoutofbox June 20 2011, 03:56:44 UTC

He looked crestfallen. "Why not? ...Alright, admittedly it would get a bit cramped if everyone were trying to sleep in here. Especially if it were all on the one cot." That would be awkward. And ridiculous. It was one cot. Why was she worried?

He smirked as he rummaged a jar of rubber cement and bundle of twine out from the bag. "You're worried I'm going to start a trend."

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