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When Worlds Collide: RP for [livejournal.com profile] brilliantname

Gro 7 was, actually, not the most interesting planet the Doctor had ever been on. They grew a lot of very pretty but very boring plants and served very bland cocktails at the local bar. He scoured about for a bit, taking in the dull local sites, then opted to try again with the randomizer for something interesting.

After all, when this little joyride ended, he'd go to find Ood Sigma. He'd give up on the life he was living and move on. And he didn't want that. He never wanted it to stop, never wanted to just give in.

He hopped around another bouquet of flowers on his way to the TARDIS. A young man in a tweed jacket very nearly knocked him over as he turned to leave.

"Big enough walkway for both of us!" the Doctor called to him, irritated.

The man turned and gave him an oddly nostalgic look behind his dark, floppy hair before walking off, silently.

Odd. Still, places to go. Things to do.

From: [identity profile] brilliantname.livejournal.com


"Actually, you knew me as Amelia first, but I just go by Amy these days." She eyed the pointing finger slightly dubiously, and then back up at him, and snapped her teeth playfully in the direction of his finger.

From: [identity profile] rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com


"And yes, thank you, more things I have to work to forget," he snapped. "Because when you first told me your name, did I know? Hmm?"

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"No, but I didn't look like this when you first met me, Mr. Grumpyface."

It was dead weird, really, to see the Doctor A) looking so different and B) being so consistently cranky.
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