"Jealous? I'll have you know, Rose Tyler, that I was no such thing. Jealous. Really. The mere thought hadn't even begun to speculate about —"
"It was rather adorable," Rose interrupts.
"I might have been a bit jealous," he corrects. "A tiny bit. Not much."
I just love the way you write dialogue.
"We could call you 'Menes,' although I'm not positive that's fitting for a lady such as yourself. How about Bastet?" He studies the cat intently; she yawns in response, and he beams. "Bastet it is!" OK, I have no idea who Menes is. BRB googling. Oh, a Pharaoh. 'k then.
"Sleight of hand. The really skilled ones can nab a pea from underneath a shell without the mark ever noticing. When they play it on the street, there's usually a couple of shills in the crowd to lookout for the police," he adds, really warming to the topic. OK, so, my current theory is that "The" Doctor in this fic is actually both, and they're switching with each other, and that's why he never seems to sleep. Heh! xD
paranoid, manic-depressive robot." Heh! xD
"Hybrids are easy, because of the human side. Incredible technology — but you mean you didn't know?" Uh-oh.
"Well, he's not helping matters by letting two of him run around." Jackie clucks. "Everything would be so much easier if he kept himself in one body, like a normal man." I have NO IDEA why this just made me giggle my ass off.
"You switched places," she says again. Well... I sort of guessed right? Heh.
In two centuries I might very well be dead." "And that's supposed to make me feel better?" She feels him shrug. "Well. I had hoped it might." Hahaha, oh, Doctor. <3
"No," he answers, and takes her hand. "Did I mention that it travels in time?" \o/
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Date: 2009-05-25 12:31 am (UTC)"It was rather adorable," Rose interrupts.
"I might have been a bit jealous," he corrects. "A tiny bit. Not much."
I just love the way you write dialogue.
"We could call you 'Menes,' although I'm not positive that's fitting for a lady such as yourself. How about Bastet?" He studies the cat intently; she yawns in response, and he beams. "Bastet it is!"
OK, I have no idea who Menes is. BRB googling.
Oh, a Pharaoh. 'k then.
"Sleight of hand. The really skilled ones can nab a pea from underneath a shell without the mark ever noticing. When they play it on the street, there's usually a couple of shills in the crowd to lookout for the police," he adds, really warming to the topic.
OK, so, my current theory is that "The" Doctor in this fic is actually both, and they're switching with each other, and that's why he never seems to sleep.
Heh! xD
paranoid, manic-depressive robot."
Heh! xD
"Hybrids are easy, because of the human side. Incredible technology — but you mean you didn't know?"
Uh-oh.
"Well, he's not helping matters by letting two of him run around." Jackie clucks. "Everything would be so much easier if he kept himself in one body, like a normal man."
I have NO IDEA why this just made me giggle my ass off.
"You switched places," she says again.
Well... I sort of guessed right? Heh.
In two centuries I might very well be dead."
"And that's supposed to make me feel better?"
She feels him shrug. "Well. I had hoped it might."
Hahaha, oh, Doctor. <3
"No," he answers, and takes her hand. "Did I mention that it travels in time?"
\o/