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008 |Accidental Video|

[The device flickers on to show the bathroom. There's a bathtub full of bubbles, a half glass of wine sitting on the edge of the tub and lit candles are scattered about. However, there's no sign of anyone in the bathroom or the tub. From the way the candles are guttering it's clear that they've been lit for a while. ]

DOC--[Rose's appearance is fairly sudden and she's clearly not in any stage of taking a bath. She's wearing a pair of black pants, a dark pink tee shirt and a purple leather jacket. She looks confused and a bit distraught.]ter

[She starts his name out almost a yell, like she's trying to be heard over something and finishes it up as a whisper. She bends over and blows out the candles then grabs her device, shoves it in her pocket--not realizing it's still on-- and throws open the bathroom door. That would be fury all over her face. She's angry about something.]

Doctor! [And it's pretty clear from the way she says his name as she storms into the living room looking for the Doctor that her anger is directed toward him.]

[ooc: This is a canon update. Rose was only gone for about a half an hour. Rose is now caught up to the very end of 'Journey's End'. Video or audio replies will be forth coming. Some of them after the fight she has with the Doctor.]

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[Well, ow. She's well within her rights saying it, but he still works on suppressing a flinch. Nothing was ever intentionally to hurt anyone; even if it caused a bit of it in the moment, hopefully in the long run it wouldn't have been as bad. And to a certain extent there was definitely the thinking it wasn't a decision he was going to have to explain or atone for later. What a silly idea.

He lets his arms loosen more and fall to her hips when she pulls away a bit more to turn, but is decidedly reluctant to let go altogether, which makes her own compromise with the contact much more reassuring. She's been angry with him before for various things, but this was on a different level entirely, and he's still not sure about the steps afterward.]

No, no, it's - you're right. Sorry.

[If she were watching him closer she'd see the suppressed flinch but as it is she's focusing more on their hands, his on her hips and hers wrapped up in his jacket. At his words, she looks up to him. It's on the tip of her tongue to counteract his apology, instinct almost but she bites it back.

After a moment of watching his face, her gaze drops back down to their hands. It takes her another moment speak. When she does, her voice is quiet.]

I get it, y'know. Why you thought it'd be a good idea to leave me with him. Sounds good in theory. Best of both worlds, yeah? He can grow old with me, won't be runnin' round with an old lady that looks old enough to be his mum. Spares me and you both that and you're gonna have to lose me eventually anyway.

He does love me and maybe one day I'd be happy with him, but...I'd rather take my chances with you. Guess m'selfish.

[He takes a while himself to reply back to that, just sort of looking off into the distance while staring down at the ground, then coming back to the moment and very carefully back up to not-her-face. Look anywhere but her face. Mostly down.]

It... Seemed like it would make you happy, Rose. Getting the best of the pair. Something you could 'fix' and someone to run about with in whatever version of Torchwood you lot have got bustling about over there.

[Another, shorter pause. Then more quiet speaking. Intimate, even.] Next time I'll just ask you, Rose.

[They're both doing a lot of not looking at each other's faces. Although Rose is keeping track of the not looking at her face he's doing in her peripheral vision.]

I just wanted to fix you. Otherwise, I woulda stuck with Mickey.[Yeah she knows metacrisis!Doctor is still sort of him. It's just a whole...thing and she does get it. She really does. That doesn't mean she likes it. His next comment brings another sort of smile. The quiet, intimate tone of his voice makes her look up at him and sort of turn into him.]

Always the best sorta thing to do, Doctor.

[He makes it so hard to maintain anger at him but really, anger isn't the problem. That fizzles out. It's more of an issue of hurt and mistrust and doubting him in a way that she never has before.]

Well it would have been a lot more work but I don't think Mickey's entirely beyond saving... [Cautiously playful. He knows there's no chance any of this is taken care of but he's still grasping for a bit of levity.

He does properly look down at her when she turns back toward him.] Learning that, yeah. [Anger would almost be easier for him to deal with, I think. The loss of faith and trust will take so much longer to fix.]

[The attempt at levity makes her laugh a bit, just a short chuckle. She reaches up and tucks her hair behind one ear.] Think I've bailed him out of the worst of it. Someone else can take over.

[She holds his gaze for a moment and then nods.] 'Least you're still willin' to learn. [That's the second chance she's giving him right there.]

[He smiles a little bit more. That's conversation almost approaching normal if it weren't quite for how aware he feels about every word being said.]

I like learning. Love learning. Always like learning. [Well it's more than he's usually willing to give, which he is a personality trait of hers he is rapidly appreciating.]

[That does make it tense. If it helps any, she feels the same sort of pressure. The eagerness, the willing to give more than usual makes her catch her breath. She considers for the moment that he might be serious about trying to fix things. That makes her heart beat faster and her breath come shorter. It's a wonderful thing that he's serious but there was some amount of doubt. he's never had to try with her before. She didn't know for sure if he would. She licks her lips, tries to tamp down her nerves. She's very grateful that their skin isn't touching, very aware and very careful not to brush her bare skin against his. She did catch on quickly to the whole touch thing, Doctor. She just didn't realize she'd be using knowledge of it to hide feelings from him.]

Ought to make a good student then.

[He's totally serious about trying to fix it, if only because now there seems like there's even more to lose than before if it isn't fixed. Not only is there more to the relationship, in a way, but there's not really any amount of running he can do within the City to try and distract himself from having screwed things up in this particular instance. When you've got the entirety of the universe, it's just a tiny bit easier to hide. I think if she's actively trying not to communicate emotion then it wouldn't do a whole lot even if they did touch; mostly it comes through clearly only if it's something she wants him to know, but that's likely not something he's explained or it's debatable. Either way.]

Slight role-reversal there. If I'm as good a student as you it shouldn't be too difficult. [Yes, he's probably going to be somewhat complimenty for a little while. One of the fifty ways of implying things.]

[Oooh good point. She doesn't understand the emotions transfer thing as well as she thought she did. She believes it's more just emotions about him than anything. In any case, she's very carefully not touching bare skin.

The compliment does make her smile a bit. Regardless of the fact she knows it's meant to make her smile or not. It's still him giving her a compliment. It's not the beaming, brilliant smile previous compliments might have brought.]

M'pretty sure you'll do all right. [Not brilliant, not fantastic. Just all right at the moment.]

[It's vaguely clear that he's really wanting things to be more normal but he's not about to push anything considering he's only just started on a second chance. At least she allowed for some measure of success. He nods a little bit and then appears vaguely at a loss for what to do next.]

What were you doing before?

[She gets that and she is trying. She just needs a little bit of time.]

I was goin' to take a bubble bath. Have a glass of wine. [It's on the tip of her tongue to ask him to sit in the bathroom with her while she takes a bubble bath, once she's already in the bath with sufficient bubbles. She'd like to keep him in her sight. At the same time, she's not entirely sure if that's remotely okay yet. Or if it was okay before this. She wouldn't turn him down if he suggested it though.]

Oh. Bubbles and wine is... good. [He nods a little bit, as though this statement requires some sort of immediate enforcement. There's a little pause before the next statement, since as mentioned neither one really wants to part company, but she's... having a bath. Which is kind of difficult to work with.] D'you want company? [No. Wait.] I mean, not-, once you're already... I can bring you the glass. Of wine. And talk. Or not. [That did not work like he wanted it to.] I'd just like to keep talking. But we can do it after.

[There's a moment where things are awkward and normal. She flushes slightly red and then nods.] Wouldn't mind company once I'm in the tub.

[It's not even that she necessarily wants to take a bath. it's more...well he asked what she was going to do before and that's what it was. And it would give them both something to do without having to make any sort of decision about who sits where and is she going to sit in his lap the way she has been doing so much lately. She doesn't know that she'd object to the sitting in his lap but she doesn't know if it'd be awkward either and yes.]

Sort of relaxin'.

[Said belatedly because internal rambles are distracting.]

...Really? I mean. Brilliant! That's not quite what I meant either but it was a convoluted question to begin with so I suppose the reaction to the response shouldn't be any less so. [It's amazing how many situations fulfill the correct requirements for a potential rambling. His are alllll external for now. Decent chance he'll be on slight overshare mode for a while, since it was not-talking-to-Rose that got him in trouble in the first place.]

Which kind did you want? Do we have more than one bottle?

There's nearly a full bottle of red in the icebox. Think there's some white in the cupboard if you'd rather have white. If you wanted a glass too.

[Over sharing is brilliant. It's one thing she won't mind because so often she has to use her own judgement and glean things from the little he does say or his body language. Usually she's good at it. Right now she's probably doubting herself a good bit. She bites her bottom lip and looks to the bath.]

I'll just--[She gestures toward the room.] If I disappear again, wait for me, yeah?

[Because of course she'll come back. Even in this situation and she wouldn't stop until she got back.]

Red's fine. Like red. Not a big fan of white unless it's Turian. Turian white wine is brilliant. Although, there is-- [He cuts himself off because if he starts talking about kinds of wine he will stand there talking about kinds of wine and not actually go get any wine.] Red one from the icebox it is.

[I'm pretty sure he thinks that means she wants him to wait for her to be situated properly with bubbles and such before he comes in, because he doesn't know that she literally just disappeared and came back. So, he nods his 'understanding', and then is going to ask her what she meant by it once they're both sitting with wine in the bathroom.]

[She won't mind the wine ramble. Really, if he hasn't figured it out already, she just likes listening to him. Half an hour more of her life didn't change that at least. She nods then heads to the bath. She puts more hot water in, an overabundance of bubbles and relights all the candles before undressing and folding everything up. She's not usually this neat but there's going to be someone in here with her.

She also piles all her hair on top of her head, sticks a couple of hair things in it to hold it up and then sinks into the tub so that when he does knock or open the door, she's 'decent'.]

[He goes ahead and pours the two glasses of wine and holds them carefully as he sort of takes his time dallying over to the bathroom. Giving her time to get bubbles and such all situated. When he doesn't hear movement on the other side of the door anymore, he knocks.] You... bubbled?

[His phrasing makes her chuckle a little.] All bubbled. You can come in.

[The door probably doesn't open as much as it would normally, considering how he poked his head around first and then somehow slid around the rest of the door until it was closed behind him. He sets both glasses down on the counter for a moment, then picks one up and turns to hand it to her. Little grin. Then he picks up the other one and just sort of leans against the counter now, facing the wall opposite, not entirely sure about protocols for these sorts of things.]

You do look fair well... bubbled, yeah.

[It seems like something he'd do, slide around the door. She takes the glass with a bit of a smile and takes a sip. She sort of slyly glances down to the tub to make sure she is all bubbled up.]

Probably a good sorta thing, yeah? [Less blushing for both of them at the very least. She's not fishing for compliments or really even an indication of where they stand. Sort of a statement of fact that's not even really related to the whole setback their relationship just suffered. Neither one of them were really ready for nakedness before. Maybe closer but not ready.]

[He's up until now mostly not been looking too much at anything but the Rose-head he can see in the sea of bubbles, although now he quickly does a once-over down the rest of the tub and then looks mostly into his glass.] Probably. Might be okay to have just a few less bubbles. Maybe. [Just a little pink, but suggesting it anyway.] Wine's good.

[If he's a little pink then she's a good deal more pink but she'll blame it on the water. Also, nice distraction there. She sits up a bit more so that her shoulders are a bit more out of the water and perhaps the very tops of her breasts. It's still a very PG bubble bath. Also, there's a knee visible, bent and sticking out of the bubbles. She takes a much bigger drink of wine than before, almost a gulp.] Yeah. S'nice every now and then.

[He was raising his own glass to his lips when she sat up a little more and is now sort of looking at her through the top of the glass for a few seconds before remembering to swallow some wine and put the thing back down.] Yeah, wine's... Wine's nice every now and then, yeah. Always that interesting reaction it has on brain chemistry and... stuff. Nice.

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This thread hurts me /hugs them both

It's unreal how uncomfortable even i can feel from it

Yup! They'll get better though

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