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Tenth Doctor ([personal profile] neverwouldiever) wrote2014-09-12 04:40 pm

Valiantly Living On.

Collection of Threads.
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[personal profile] chronosexual 2014-10-13 10:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"A key would be lovely. Don't want to wake you up if I'm coming in late. That would be rude, wouldn't it?" He smiled at how sweet the two of them were being. He couldn't help it; it really was nice. And definitely a nice change of pace from the way things had been since the three of them started this journey. He sincerely hoped it would last.

"But just in case it wasn't obvious, don't wait up for me." He winked at the Doctor. He'd much rather spend his shore leave in bed with him, but a stranger at a bar would work just as nicely, he thought. Something, anything at this point would be an improvement.
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[personal profile] standsonhigh 2014-10-13 10:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"Where would you go all night in a market town? I mean yeah there's a lot of shops but do you really need to look in every -- oh," Okay, now he felt dumb. Jack was going off to pick up chicks or something, just like the Doctor said earlier. Not go on an all night shopping spree like a strange weird person. Not wanting to draw attention to how dumb he'd just been, he cleared his throat and purposefully put his hands in his pockets so the Doctor couldn't hold them.

"Come on then, let's go. We're wasting daylight hours," Koschei insisted as he took the lead, tired of sounding like an idiot and watching these two be weird. He was there was something deep and meaningful there but he was totally out of the loop.

Koschei tried to open the doors but alas, the TARDIS wouldn't let him out. Biting his lower lip, he turned to the Doctor with an annoyed sigh, "She really hates me, huh?"
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[personal profile] chronosexual 2014-10-13 10:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Koschei's ignorance was actually somewhat endearing, and Jack couldn't help but laugh and follow them out. He tucked the key into his shirt. The Doctor and Koschei might actually be all right for now, and if not, well the Doctor knew full well how to reach him. With a pat on the shoulder, he broke off from the pair, eager to see what sort of trouble he could get himself into.