nikolamagnus: ....you look a lot like my mummy's friend in her picture thing!

Do I? [ Her brows lift. ] Can you show me, Nikola?


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abitscottish:

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     ”Oh, I just meant— whoa!”

              The Doctor barely raises his arm in time to block
              her strike, and a sloppy block it was, making his
              arm burn for a moment as he took a few steps
              back. He shook it out, eying her up a bit more
              cautiously.

              "I just meant—" he lunges at her, quick and nimble,
              jabbing at a pressure point on her shoulder, “ye’ve
              been wearin’ that body longer than I’ve been wearin’
              this one.”

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        Romana tried not to appear smug and triumphant,
        at the clumsy block, retreating back a step to give
        him room to recover. She found the whole experience
        incredibly exhilarating, but there was no time to revel
        in her small, short-lived victory. He was a lot faster
        than she had anticipated. She had secretly hoped that
        his reflexes hadn’t quite yet reset from regeneration.

       ”Indeed I ha — ” The sentence is cut short, the quick jab
       makes contact, numbing the entirety of her right arm. She
       knew that the paralysis would wear off within the next five
       to ten minutes - but she didn’t have that luxury. Using his close
       proximity to her advantage, her leg sweeps out, hoping
       to throw him off balance - or better yet: knock him off his feet.


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romanaofheartshaven:

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     ”— Your distance was understandable.”

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         ”Maybe, but understandable doesn’t mean right.
         It- really wasn’t the time for unnecessary discord.”

        She considers that a moment, then — “Perhaps not.
        At any rate - what’s done is done, isn’t it? We’ve come
        far since then, I’d wager.” Romana didn’t want to talk
        about the war; they had done and said some terrible things
        to one another - it would hardly be productive to reopen old wounds.


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abitscottish:

send me a “☁” and i will put my itunes on shuffle, pick my favorite line from the first song that comes up and use it for a starter.

            [ song: 1000 words 
               from final fantasy x-2 ]              @romanaofheartshaven

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     ”… I acted so distant then — didn’t say 
     goodbye before ye left. But I was listenin’.”

     ”— Your distance was understandable.”


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"You’re very pretty."

     ”And you’re very sweet.”


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abitscottish:

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     ”Please. I’m no less fragile in this body than I was
     in my last. You should be careful, though. Ye’ve
     got the wear an’ tear of— how much time on your
     skin and bones, exactly? A coupla decades, at least.”

     The Doctor pops up on his toes a bit, bouncing back
     and forth, shifting his weight. He might talk a big game,
     but he hasn’t quite gotten the muscle memory back in
     this body, yet, and he doesn’t want to miss a step —
     or overdue it by accident. 

                       ”Time Ladies first.”

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"I beg your—?" Now that, that, struck a nerve;
she bristled, narrowing her eyes; if he was under
the illusion that she was going to take it easy on
him - well, he was sorely mistaken. She exhaled
a breath —

"— If you insist." Romana moved strikingly fast for
someone dressed to the nines; then again, she 
supposed all that practice moving in those ridiculous
robes must had some benefit - and this was it. Her
arm sliced through the air, making a beeline for the
Doctor’s neck with enough force to perhaps, send
him staggering back.


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    “Alright—“

           There’s a discordant mesh of notes as his fingers
           fall on the keys, and if it wasn’t for the quirk to his
           brow and the light in his eyes he might have been
           considered a bit angry as he stood up from the
           piano bench, cracking his neck and stretching his
           arms out in front of him.

           “Those’re fightin’ words if I’ve ever heard them,
           Romanadvoratrelundar. And I’ve heard a lot of fightin’
           words in my time. So, c’mon. Come at me. Let’s 
           see what ye’ve got.”

       ”Oooh —

           It was a second or two before Romana followed
           suit; kicking off her heels and sweeping them with
           her foot under the piano bench. Her gaze crackled
           with the thrill of excitement; she rolled her shoulders,
           her mouth curling a little at the corner, making
           absolutely certain to keep eye-contact. 

           ”— are you sure?” Her tone was innocent. “I don’t,
           want to hurt you, Doctor. We wouldn’t want you to break
           anything, now, would we?” As she speaks, she moves
           steadily closer, like a lioness stalking her prey. 


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         ”Amateur?” That gets a laugh of incredulity out of him,
         and he plunks out a few measures from the middle of
         Mozart’s Andante before switching to a piano-revised
         version of Master Of Puppets by Metallica. 

          “I’ll have ye know I could toss a full-grown Venusian
          over my shoulder with my pinkie by th’ time I finished
          my trainin’. Which took, oh, about half a span of
          non-linear practise.”

        Her lips press together, suppressing a
        smirk - she always knew how to get a rise
        out of him. And clearly, by the way he plucked
        at the piano keys, Romana had certainly
        struck a chord.

        “—Mn. You see, that’s all impressive, but those
        are simply words. You’re all talk - no action.”
        Her eyebrows lift high. “Am I meant to simply take
        you at face value? How gullible do I seem?”


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       “I’m more riddle than I am solved,” the Doctor boasts,
           finally looking at her with that particular brand of
           softness that makes the wrinkles around his eyes
           seem thinner and the tufts of his eyebrows look
           friendlier. 

           “Even by you. Are ye challengin’ me, Romana?
           Because my skills are certainly up ta snuff. My-
           aikido skills, I mean.”

     Romana nods her agreement, amusement sparkling
     behind her gaze. The softness of his expression takes
     her a aback, but is no less appreciated. The backs
     of her fingers just brush over the hollow of his cheek.
     This is, quite possibly, the closest they’ve been since
     his regeneration; and she relishes in it… just a bit.

     ”Oh, I’m certainly challenging you, Doctor. I’ve seen the
     finest of aikido masters at work, and you are rather good,
     but still merely,” and she gives a sniff for emphasis, “an amateur.”


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✎ Anonymous: You don't deserve the kind of vitriol you receive, but you may always feel like you do.

I’m made of terribly tough stuff, anonymous - sticks and stones and all that. It will take more than a few bitter, hateful, spiteful words to weigh me down.  [ However, the anon was right about one thing - she certainly feels as though she deserves it. In fact, she knows that she does… and not even the kind words of a grey-face will do anything to change that. This is her penance. Or, at the very least - part of it. ]


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