Huh. Didn't see THAT coming!

[trionbabe]

Have just dashed over to my room to try and hide some of my more unpleasant cross-stitches and found that, uh, it's not there any more. Bloody TARDIS. Why does it have to pick on ME? I bet this is Tegan's fault

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[thebeigeone]

Oh, but Turlough...

*smiles sweetly*

We made an appointment, remember?

[trionbabe]

*squirm* Has anyone ever commented on your frightening similarity to the grim reaper?

Anyway, go and yell at the TARDIS. It appears to have jettisoned my room so I can't even get in, let alone hide anything incriminating. This is all your fault for depressing it, you know!

[thebeigeone]

Grim Reaper? *looks honestly surprised* No, no-one's ever commented on that similarity.

Jettisoned your room completely? *looks disappointed* And I did so want to see your handiwork too. Ah well. And it's not my fault she's so depressed. She's always been moody. I think that was one of the things she was being repaired for when I stole, ahem, borrowed her.

[trionbabe]

Well oviously it's not a physical thing. It's just you have a frightening tendancy to turn up and utter doom-laden warnings *shiver*

Oh, I see. Wouldn't it have made sense to make off with a less tempermental TARDIS? And, y'know, one that actually works effectively? And isn't quite so- ARGH!! *stumbles backwards as the TARDIS jolts backwards* Never mind. I think you picked up a rather lovely time machine. Yes. Quite splendid.

[policeboxblue]

Git.

[trionbabe]

*glares* do you do anything other than sulk? Give me my room back, dammit!