RP for tastefulfashion

[rude_not_ginger]

After this.

The things he promised himself he'd never do.

1) Never fall in love with a companion
2) Never bend the laws of time so far they break
3) Go back to Gallifrey

Well, he was having a rather productive Saturday, wasn't he?

He watched Romana sleep for a long while and eventually left the bed to make them some tea. It wouldn't be so bad, once she got over the shock and the breaking of the timeline and the destruction of her home world...

He sighed as he put the kettle on. He should never have gone back. Never have pulled her from what she knew. But then again, if he did she'd be dead. And he couldn't lose her, not after everything.

He grabbed some toast and the tea and headed back towards his bedroom. She'd wake up soon (one could only hope) and at least she'd have some breakfast ready.

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[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

"Well, in a way they were. Always sitting high up above everyone else, they were more an annoyance than a fear, after all a fear will actually interfere."

He smirked a little at the rhyme which melted into a softer smile at her kiss.

"And of all the things I miss about Gallifrey, the CIA is not up there on the top ten list. Do you have any idea how often I was in trouble with them?"

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

There was a tone of laughter in her voice. "Oh, I've seen your records." Yes records. Multiple, meaning more than one. "Quite astonishing but not very surprising. They had asked me plenty of questions about you when I came from E-space."

Her motions of fiddling with his hair began again---she had the funniest feeling that this would become a silly habit at some point whenever they would be like this. "There had been even students at the Academy who wanted to follow in your footsteps, you know. Leela had told me that in her classes, some would ask nothing but questions of what you had accomplished and what you were up to now."

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

That was probably the worst thing Romana could say to him.

He preened as his head apparently swelled up eight hundred sizes larger.

"Yeaaaaah, well, I've always been an inspirational sort. Make people go out, be better than they were and all that and where did you learn the art of head rubbing? This is absolutely wonderful, you know that?"

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

"After numerous occasions of never-ending council meetings resulting in migraines, I had to find some sort of way to ease the pain," Romana explained with a grin.

It was absolutely silly. Really, it was. Things had changed and, though they were still taking some getting used to, she liked it. Which was why she stopped. Again the teasing thing was a habit that was falling into more and more often. "Don't want you falling asleep though, now would we?"

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

"We're talking about the high council of Gallifrey, Romana, that's pretty much a given by this point."

Funny. Anyone else in the universe and the mention of the high council might've sent him into a fit of rose-tinted nostalgia. But Romana knew better, and Romana made him...more centered in regards to his history.

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

Hands once administering a rather pleasant massage came to rest on either of his cheeks with a little pat. When she leaned forward, her cropped hair fell like a curtain around her face above his. Now, her expression might have been perfectly serious with how lips did not even twitch to reveal a joking smile. But there was that familiar twinkle of mirth in her eyes regardless.

"Granted they are boring but still I think we've both done enough resting for a little while. And as silly as you look now---and me without a camera of sorts, might I add---I've been doing most of the talking."

She paused then before adding, "Which I believe I picked up from you now that I think about it."

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

"Well, it'd be fairly terrifying if I didn't have a voice or a need to talk, I think. Though there is this planet in the Cororoaiar Cluster that doesn't allow soundwaves at all. Now that was an interesting weekend."

He leaned up and pressed a kiss to the side of her mouth. Simple and intimate.

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

"I can only assume that it drove you positively mad not being able to voice whatever was on your mind." She smiled against his little kiss and returned it in kind.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

"I happen to always have a lot on my mind. It's less pressure when I can let some of it out."

He raised a hand to touch her shoulder and slide down her arm. Even with the long-sleeved jacket, it still felt intimate to just touch her. Maybe it was because he'd been alone so long.

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

"I do wonder about that some times" her voice taking on a chiding tone. "Speaking without thinking; It has gotten you into some trouble in the past."

Romana meant well though, her expression soft with a smile hinting at her mouth. Her fingers moved back to either side of his head now and started up the familiar motions of her now-famous-head-rubbing from before.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, but only a few times."

A pause.

"A couple of times."

Another pause.

"Okay, maybe often, but I like trouble as well, so, there you go!"

He closed his eyes again. He thought about purring, it felt that nice, that relaxing.