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Snack Time in the Kitchen (Open, Multiple Threads Welcome)

Jul 04, 2007 16:28

The Doctor couldn't find the preserves.

When compared to the more pressing issues of an inescapable pocket dimension, missing time senses and a veritable cabaret of tense and edgy guests to navigate, missing preserves might not have seemed like anything important. However, since the Doctor had grown fed up with the rich food at the buffet and ( Read more... )

open, lilo pelekai, the eighth doctor, nyssa of traken, the kitchen, james wilson

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artfulscientist July 5 2007, 01:49:37 UTC

The Trakenite had taken to exploring when she wasn't tinkering with her Interocitor or reading. This place was so large, and she could occupy herself well enough with a stroll about as she filed away useful information.

She came to the kitchen with intentions of procuring a glass of water for herself, or perhaps iced tea, but the prospect suddenly seemed more enjoyable when she realized who occupied the kitchen. Nyssa watched him quietly from the doorway a long moment, quiet and then stepped inside.

"Hello, Doctor."

incorrigibledoc July 5 2007, 03:15:52 UTC

"Nyssa!" said the Doctor, except that his mouth was full, so it came out as "Nffmm!" Swallowing hastily, he bounded over to her and planted a kiss onto her cheek, leaving a slight smudge of chocolate. "Nyssa!" he said again, more clearly. "It feels like ages since I saw you last! How are you settling in? Have you... oh, dear."

Grinning sheepishly, he fished in his pocket with his free hand and produced a handkerchief, which he offered to his friend. "I'm sorry, I... you've got some right there..." He gestured to the corresponding area of his own face.

artfulscientist July 5 2007, 04:53:24 UTC

Nyssa laughed as the Doctor moved to her and she moved to hug him as he kissed her cheek. She closed her eyes and could just feel the mess he had left there but she smiled still.

"Hello, Doctor." She accepted his handkerchief and wiped the chocolate from her face, gracefully. "Is that better?"

The brunette folded the kerchief and smiled to him.

incorrigibledoc July 5 2007, 05:06:44 UTC

"Completely better!" the Doctor beamed. "But come in, come in!" He took her hand and gently guided her into one of the chairs at the kitchen table. "I was just making myself a snack; can I get you anything? How have you been getting along?"

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meansfamily July 5 2007, 04:02:57 UTC

Lilo wandered down into the kitchen. It was Sandwich Day, and among the things she missed from back home was Pudge. She missed kissing his fishy tummy, she missed how he seemed to kiss her ankles, and she missed how whenever she fed him his sandwich, he sent her rainbows.

She was lugging her own jar of crunchy peanut butter along with her when she rounded a corner into the kitchen. She gasped a little when she saw a man eating his own sandwich.

"Wow! You're dressed really... fancy."

incorrigibledoc July 5 2007, 04:24:44 UTC

The Doctor turned around from making his second sandwich, following the voice to the door. He smiled brightly at the little girl, though he was silently concerned. A child brought to this awful place. And I'd be willing to wager that the Hotel isn't keen on bringing family groups...

"Do you think so?" he asked, running a hand down the lapel of his velvet coat. "I do try to make an effort. Never know when I'll run into company." He smiled wider and winked at the girl. "Speaking of company, would you like to come in? I was just making some sandwiches."

meansfamily July 5 2007, 04:27:54 UTC

"Oh, yeah. You're fancy. You look like one of the Founding Fathers." She ventured forward a bit, her flip flops thwacking against the tile floor. Holding her jar of peanut butter aloft, she grinned.

"I was gonna make a sandwich too! Could you hand me the bread and a knife, please?"

incorrigibledoc July 5 2007, 04:35:17 UTC

"I can do you one better than that," the Doctor replied. Moving over to a closet in the far wall, he rummaged briefly before procuring a fold-out stool, one that he remembered from his earlier explorations. Bringing it back to his place at the counter, he unfolded it, made a great show of dusting it off with his pocket handkerchief and extended an elegant hand to help Lilo onto it.

"Voila!" he said grandly as he pocketed the handkerchief again. "Now we can work together!"

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mcgill_pride July 5 2007, 18:52:33 UTC

After breakfast, Wilson went back to his room. And then abruptly left it. He aimlessly wandered for a while and considered going to the library. It wasn't exactly lunch time yet when he noticed how hungry he was. Wilson missed cooking his own food and suddenly wished he was in a kitchen. Not so much to satisfy his want for eating as to satisfy a need for familiarity.

So, after a bit of looking, he found it. A peek through the doorway and he realized that whatever need for familiarity he had would not be satisfied by this kitchen. It was far too grand. However, spotting the Doctor made that thought fly from his mind.

"Doctor!" he exclaimed without hesitation, stepping foward and placing his hands on his hips. "I'm not stalking you, I promise."

incorrigibledoc July 5 2007, 19:07:52 UTC

The Doctor was tidying up. He hadn't made all that much of a mess, and the Hotel staff would likely clean it up with their silent brand of efficiency, but it was the principle of the thing. A small rebellion. The Doctor would not be cowed into complacency by silent and attentive drones; he was a centuries-old Time Lord who had saved several universes multiple times, and he could do his own washing up, thank you very much!

He was startled from his internal blustering by a familiar voice and he turned with a smile, slinging a tea towel over his shoulder as he did so. "Never crossed my mind!" he laughed. "Even in a place this size, paths are bound to cross. Besides, you make too much noise for a decent stalker; I heard your footsteps in the hallway!" He winked cheerily. "I was just about to put the kettle on, care to join me?"

mcgill_pride July 5 2007, 19:26:02 UTC

"Tea. Thank god," Wilson said with a sigh. He dropped his hands and gestured to the kettle before walking further into the kitchen toward the counter. "I'm rather sick of coffee at this point. More of a tea person, personally." Wilson smiled.

"Obviously, you must be too." God, it was good to see the Doctor. He felt better, but it was still like he'd been holding his breath ever since seeing Cuddy. He walked closer to the Doctor and leaned backward against the counter with one hand, flattening his tie with the other. "It's...good to see you, Doctor."

incorrigibledoc July 5 2007, 19:38:38 UTC

"Yes, one of my acquired tastes," the Doctor agreed as he filled the teakettle with water from the tap. "I've found that there's nothing quite like a nice, hot cuppa after a long day's saving the universe. Well, after a long day's anything, really."

As he set the kettle on the burner, something in Wilson's tone gave him pause. "Has it been a long day?" he asked unobtrusively, polishing an invisible smudge on the counter top with a washrag.

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