02 January 2012 @ 08:02 pm
014 [Voice | Video | Action for the flat]  
[The audio feed clicks on in the middle of a sentence. It was meant to be a private recording but flipped over to public in the middle of things.]

--ought to want to leave. There's a whole Universe out there to explore and I've just seen a tiny corner of it. And I do want to see the Universe. I want to see all the planets and all the bits that are goin' to be and the parts that have been. Never wanted that 'fore him, y'know? I was happy with my nice life, my job in the department store and my chips 'til he showed me the whole Universe and I didn't think I'd ever be happy with that nice sorta life again. Now...I realise it's more 'bout him then it is about the travelin'. I think maybe it always has been. He is...the most amazing man.

[She pauses for a long moment, no other sounds to really cue her unintended audience to what's going on.]

I thought I'd lost him. Not lost your child in the grocery store over by the sweets sorta lost. Really lost. Sealed dimensions sorta lost and there were days...I couldn't give up hope because then there was just nothin' but some days it was so hard to hope. They kept tellin' me what the odds of findin' him were. Mum kept sayin' not to get my hopes up but they never understood, my hopes were always sorta pinned up on him so far up that they couldn't get any higher.

[She sighs, pausing to try and gather all of her thoughts so that this voice memoir has some sort of focus instead of just rambling. She's fairly certain her rambling is getting worse in response to spending so much time with the Doctor and his rambling. It's not a bad thing, it's just not a concise thing.]

I've got both of them here and...I am so loved. Each one of 'em would tear apart the Universe for me and I love both of them so much, I think it's goin' to rip me apart inside. I'm just grateful, I guess. Grateful to be able to have both of them here and to spend--to get to have this. It's better than the stars, the universe, the planets and all the time lines together.

[Another sigh, more frustrated than the other.]

None of this is sayin' what I mean but writin' it doesn't help either. M'grateful beyond all sortsa words. Doctors, if I ever disappear and you hear this: don't be disappointed 'cause I didn't want to leave. Sorta both your faults anyhow. I love you both and this has been the best adventure.

[There's a click as she stops the recording and then some shuffling as it flips to video. She's lying on her stomach in her room.]

Thinkin' it's time to paint the flat. Doctor? Up for it?
 
 
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[identity profile] iam-thebadwolf.livejournal.com on January 3rd, 2012 06:38 pm (UTC)
[She's going to pretend that he didn't hear the other part. Maybe he was busy tinkering or reading or in the kitchen and just popped in to hear the last bit. She's pretending but she actually knows the truth. He gets a smile for ignoring it at the moment though.]

The main room of the flat, what you think 'bout paintin' it to look like the console room in the TARDIS? Think I got all the right colors.

[identity profile] am-i-being-rude.livejournal.com on January 3rd, 2012 08:01 pm (UTC)
[She lets him get away with not saying things or delaying saying things constantly. He'd just be a horrible person if he didn't return the favour every now and again.]

What, really? All of it or just the one wall?
[identity profile] iam-thebadwolf.livejournal.com on January 3rd, 2012 09:32 pm (UTC)
Whole thing. [She grins at him, hoping that was the answer he wanted.] Got a huge canvas [She nods to a stretched, blank canvas on a frame leaning against one wall that's at least six feet tall and almost as wide.] We'll hang that one to fingerpaint. Our version of the TARDIS control room can have a fingerpaintin' hangin' in it.
[identity profile] am-i-being-rude.livejournal.com on January 3rd, 2012 10:17 pm (UTC)
[In all honesty he has no idea what answer he wanted out of that, but he is quite interested and comes the rest of the way around the door, leaning on the doorjamb.]

You're quite well prepared for this.
[identity profile] iam-thebadwolf.livejournal.com on January 3rd, 2012 10:48 pm (UTC)
[She shrugs a bit.]

A real Master of Time Lord Entertainment is always prepared for this sorta thing.
[identity profile] am-i-being-rude.livejournal.com on January 3rd, 2012 11:26 pm (UTC)
Taking that title quite to heart. When did you want to start painting?
[identity profile] iam-thebadwolf.livejournal.com on January 3rd, 2012 11:44 pm (UTC)
If you're goin' to do somethin'...

[She bites her bottom lip.] Now? Or whenever you're ready. Sorta somethin' I need your help with. Gettin' the walls and the colours and all right.
[identity profile] am-i-being-rude.livejournal.com on January 4th, 2012 12:23 am (UTC)
I'm not doing much of anything right now. Might need to change clothes unless I want a new coloured suit though, and as I don't, I do.
[identity profile] iam-thebadwolf.livejournal.com on January 4th, 2012 02:22 am (UTC)
Yeah, m'gonna change too. Meet you back in the main room? [She purses her lips to one side.] Don't think you've got anythin' in here to wear.
[identity profile] am-i-being-rude.livejournal.com on January 4th, 2012 03:14 am (UTC)
[That's going to get some eyebrows.] Think you've got a skirt I'd look quite fetching in. Meet you there. [Aaaaand leaving.

And showing up in the main room. I think they painted before so he's just got whatever that was on; probably an undershirt and random trousers from the thrift store excursion.]
[identity profile] iam-thebadwolf.livejournal.com on January 4th, 2012 04:24 am (UTC)
[Rose'll show up a few minutes later dressed in a pair of cut off jeans (not too short) and a button down men's shirt she got at the thrift store, not one of the Doctor's. She's got her hair pulled up in a ponytail so that it doesn't get too much in the way.]

Figure we start with that sorta gold color as a base and then maybe the bronze-y colors for the coral beams we're gonna have to paint.
[personal profile] leathered on January 4th, 2012 08:28 pm (UTC)
[ This Doctor doesn't have a lot of extra clothes. He doesn't like shopping, okay. But he's settled on a less-favored jumper and chucked his jacket somewhere. He walks in as Rose is giving her directions, and besides a glance at his other self, seems fairly relaxed. Of course both of him would be helping. It was only fair. And they were maintaining a careful truce right now, anyway. ]

You've been thinking about this for a while, eh?
[identity profile] am-i-being-rude.livejournal.com on January 4th, 2012 09:44 pm (UTC)
[A somewhat possibly more careful truce, given the things Rose just said. His clothes are from the last time they painted something so he's got the benefit of already looking like he's smeared himself with paint, which is good, since he gets it a little bit everywhere anyway.]

Works for me. 've you got sponges?