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Saturday afternoon.
"Now, do I need to drag you off into the bushes like your people did twenty thousand years ago, or will you go willingly?"
Chase held out a hand. "Take me to my seduction," he announced, in a mock-alien tone.The Doctor snorted, got off of him, stood up, and took his hand. "Always knew there was something off about Australians," he said, and ( Read more... ) -
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"Louis, I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship."
Fine, so the Doctor had stayed through La Marseillaise. He'd promised. And it wasn't like it was a bad film.
He smiled at the others, getting up and stretching. "Think I need some tea, after that," he said quietly, excusing himself, and headed towards the kitchen. -
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Somehow, the Doctor doubted that 'solving everyone's emotional problems' and 'snarking at Dr House' were allowed activities for this week of alleged R&R. And it was true, by the time he'd been done with it all, he was bloody exhausted. Barely made it up four flights of stairs to his room ( Read more... ) -
Early Wednesday morning, bunk 99.
The first thought the Doctor had was that Eostre's octopus had attached its very dead and stir-fried suckers to the back of his throat and pulled, ganging up with the cinnamon candy to create a vicious, painful combination punch ( Read more... ) -
Fiddling while Rome burned...
((Backdated to 3 August.))
The Doctor sensed the competitive aspect to it. In the 36th century, sex did become recognised in the human Olympics. Might as well give it a go ( Read more... ) -
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For future reference ( Read more... ) -
In the caves...
The Doctor flicked on his sonic screwdriver, illuminating the passages in an odd blue light. The sounds of Shadow's party echoed quieter as he went along.
"Perhaps down here," he said, turning to Anthony behind him. "Unless that's beyond your scruples."
((OOC: Backdated to 3 August.))