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[nitro_is_ace]

Ace is humming happily in her TARDIS' control room, a mug of cocoa steaming on a flat bit of paneling, as she decides where they're off to next. Sure, it's fantastic traveling around with her husband.

But sometimes?

There's a need for sibling time.

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[creator_raven]

And at least at this point Raven is not burying her in cookies?

Though he does have his feet propped up on what may be a very useful piece of equipment.

Go figure.

[nitro_is_ace]

"So, what shall it be?" Ace asks as she idly tightens up their flight path. "Breakfast at some high-end bistro? A little bit of daring-do? Hunting on the sun-soaked slopes of the Martharis range?" Sibling time is, after all, very rarely boring. And usually in one of those times, one of them is unconscious.

"I know a place that makes these great little berry an' dark chocolate pastries..."

[creator_raven]

Raven screws up his face in intense thought.

Or something.

"Possibly chocolate while hunting, yes?"

It gives them the best of both worlds!

[nitro_is_ace]

"I like the way y'think." She grins crookedly as she shoves his feet off of the temporal brake. "So, little bistro first, then..."

Then the whole world (or at least the TARDIS) lurches to the left, then tilts and slams to the right, like a giant intergalactic junkyard dog has it between its jaws and is shaking it hard.