And then things were 'normal'

[nevermindtherunning]

Who: The Doctor, open to all
When: Days 64-66, a catch all for anyone interested
Where: Around town
What: A catch-all/open thread for those wishing to interact with the Doctor
Warnings: None, will update if need to

A fixed-up portable record player and taped up record later, the Doctor was sitting at a table outside with papers spread around him and listening to a warped (literally as the record was indeed not a flat disk) rendition of Debussy's Clair de Lune. As much as he had been keeping to himself, he was content being a Time Lord once again. Taking that first breath when his eyes opened and his hearts pounded, with the noise and static of time lines and endless possibilities surrounding him, it was comforting.

He had tried analyzing his notes previously about the wind and the data he had collected, but he couldn't grasp the concepts of analysis as a human. It was just looking at numbers and random notes, and even then he struggled to process as half of them were written in his native Gallifreyan. "Numbers and figures..." He commented, humming a Coldplay tune for a moment as he chewed on the end of his pen, lost in thought.

But he was determined to help his friends here; to find a way out as he had once before.

Comments

[noblexcompanion]

"No! This is no sort of date. This is besties hanging out. I thought we'd established that." The Doctor. Troll of the universe.

[nevermindtherunning]

Haters are gonna hate, Donna Noble. He laughs anyway.

"You fancy him? I suppose he's nice. Bit creepy, actually, but hopefully that was his ailment." A pause, "You don't want me trailing you in the shrubbery, do you?"

[noblexcompanion]

"I don't fancy him. I barely know him. But yeah, he's very easy on the eye and the few times we've spoken he's seemed rather lovely."

She shoots him a glare. "If I catch your hedgehog head poking out of any bushes I will slap you into next week, mister. I don't need a babysitter."

[nevermindtherunning]

"Oh I'm sure he did, if he wasn't trying to bite you as he was with me." The Doctor credits his own wit for getting out of that one, although he did test the waters a bit.

"I was just offering!"

[noblexcompanion]

"Well~ I wouldn't complain if he did bite me." You know, in the right kind of way and not the look-at-me-I'm-a-Leviathan kind of way...

"We're just two adults sharing a few drinks in the bar. Nothing more."

[nevermindtherunning]

He balked at that comment, "Donna Noble, I don't necessarily want to know what you would and wouldn't mind." And he leaned forward on an elbow, looking a bit sly at her, "I do recall a certain flyer stating something about a 'maneater'."

Smooth one, Doctor.

[noblexcompanion]

That earned him a smack across the arm, and a rather undignified huff. Maneater, indeed!

"That flyer is a lie! I'll have you know there has been absolutely no maneating involved. Unless you count snogging Cas, but that was a dire medical emergency!"

[nevermindtherunning]

"Castiel was an incubus, Donna. I don't think it's because he ingested cyanide." He slyly pointed out.

"The flyers may indeed be wrong, but c'mooon."

[noblexcompanion]

She flushed. "My kisses fix a great number of medical conditions, don't you know? I could be a doctor. Doctor Noble - magic kiss doctor."

[nevermindtherunning]

Were they really having this conversation? He just quirks an eyebrow in her direction, "Oh really? I'll try to remember that when chaos is happening."

And then he broke out into a smile.

[noblexcompanion]

"Saved your life, didn't it?" She returned his smile. She tried not to think back on that kiss too much. After all, it had been a dire emergency and she needed something to shock him with. It worked. It was kind of nice - all things considered.

Was that a blush? Not at all.

"I am also a wiz at sticking plasters on people."