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[iwasherefirst]

[Rose is sitting on the floor in her flat, taking down a Lego wall. Her hair is in pigtails because it seemed appropriate for the curse today. All around her the flat seems to be made of legos--except for the hammock bed, even the City wouldn't mess with the hammock bed.]

How's the rest of the City lookin' 'cause my flat is brilliant. Was just talkin' to the Doctor the other day 'bout planets made of Legos. This is almost as fantastic.

[ooc: When the poll for comm or Hybrid wraps up, I'll link this in the community or whatever is appropriate.]

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[iwasherefirst]

[She turns around, crawls toward him then stretches, leaning forward to press a kiss to his cheek.] Promise you'll never have to make a resume. You can be an unemployed genius with me workin' 'fore I'll let that happen.

[am_i_being_rude]

[That was a very good promise.] Thank you. Much better. Not sure how I feel about that role switch but I suppose my ego can take the hit to avoid resuming.

[iwasherefirst]

[She thought so too.]

Hmmm [pause to pretend consider] Think I can handle the ego part.

[am_i_being_rude]

I warn you, it can get to frankly gargantuan levels at certain points, start messing with it too much.

[iwasherefirst]

Mmmmhmmm. Yeah. [So much teasing grinning] I know. M'pretty confident I can keep it in check anyhow.

[am_i_being_rude]

[Mutual.] I'd say you've got a fair shot at it, yeah.

[iwasherefirst]

Delicate procedure, y'know. Makin' sure it doesn't get deflated and keepin' it in check all at the same time.

[Not that she ever actually does must to keep it in check. Most of the time, his past in general is enough to do that. She would though, if he needed it.]

[am_i_being_rude]

You make me sound like a hot air balloon.

And no hot air jokes.

[She does a good part in channelling how he happens to be viewing his own history to how it effects him in the present. It's not as direct but it's just as helpful, and in the long run probably far more so, having to do with perception over momentary feelings and thoughts.]

[iwasherefirst]

[She's going to slap both hands over her mouth and have a snort-laugh moment before she takes a deep breath, moves her hands and manages to get out--sort of with her not!laughing and all.]

No jokes. Promise. Not even--[suppressed giggles] one.

[am_i_being_rude]

[...Well now he's just curious.]

What?

[iwasherefirst]

Well...[little giggle] S'plains how the TARDIS flies.

[am_i_being_rude]

[That is agape amusement happening just before he busts out laughing.]

Rude! That is rude, Rose Tyler!

[iwasherefirst]

[She'd be more worried about it if he weren't laughing. As it is, she starts laughing as well, leaning against him in the process.]

Guess m'pickin' up more traits from you.

[am_i_being_rude]

Yeah, the TARDIS flies a lot better when you're with me.

[iwasherefirst]

Oi! [She bumps him with her knee but she's still giggling.] That's rude! Doesn't surprise me though. She likes me.

[am_i_being_rude]

You started it, and yes, she does. Quite a bit. Anyway I've always been rude; it's expected by now.

[iwasherefirst]

Guess in that case I'll have to allow it. I'll just comfort m'self with the fact that at least somebody loves me. [Cue dramatic sigh. Don't panic, Doctor. She's teasing you.]