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[Rose is nesting in bed with more blankets and pillows than anyone really needs. There's a pot of tea next to her, a box of biscuits, a basket of half eaten chips and several books stacked up next to her, including those Twilight books that she likes but someone else in residence doesn't care much for. The pieces to some sort of board game are scattered about as well. For her part, Rose just looks tired and pale. She's got one of the blankets pulled up to her chin.]

Anyone else get...y'know yesterday?

[She sounds as exhausted and shell shocked as she looks.]

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Usually it's not the humans who threaten to eat me, I have to say.

[ He's going to be hanging around today, definitely. He worries about her sometimes. ]

[She should hope so. She'll certainly take all the cuddling she can get. She'd put both Doctor's in a puppy pile if possible at this moment.]

They heard 'bout the other white meat. [Is that a nearly hysterical snort of laughter coming out of her? Yup. It is.]

[ Cuddling is a necessary thing in the aftermath. He's beginning to like that. ]

[ He makes a face, though. ] Why they couldn't have settled for fish and chips, I don't know.

[Absolutely necessary and she's going to snuffle right up to him. She's grateful because for whatever reason she's still got a heartbeat and a body temperature. She still has to breath and eat and sleep.]

Bound to taste better.

You were...? Oh, wow. I'm so, so sorry, Rose. Are you...? I mean, no, I guess not, but would anything help?

[ And he'd be the one responsible for all those peculiar groupings and amounts of things you can see on the feed. Rose doesn't feel well, and he doesn't have anything substantial he can do to fix it, and he wasn't there to prevent it properly, so he's just sort of gradually bringing the entire apartment into her -- their, right, their -- room. Right? That's what you do with sick Roses. You give them everything they could even possibly need.

So right now he's coming back into the room with tea. Because that's what you do with sick Roses when you're their Doctor. You tea them until they start crying free radicals and tanins. ]

Here you go.

Yeah. Thought there was a kitten in the woods so...[She stops because it was stupid, really moronic of her and she knows that now.]

Just--'m all right. Got two hoverin' Doctors and a pulse still so that's somethin' yeah?

[Really all she needs is some time and her Doctors. The distraction is nice though. She asks him to read a lot, but her thoughts are somewhere else, deep inside. She died. She felt it and she remembers it. She died and she left him for a few hours. She died and they were supposed to have so much more time here and there and out in the universe. She knows that makes no sense logically because she's here and she's alive. She's even got a heartbeat, but she wouldn't if they were anywhere else but here.

She smiles a bit at him when he comes back in and pats the bed beside.]

Thanks

Edited (Just re-keyworded her icons so it took me a while SORRY) 2012-05-25 22:53 (UTC)

That's definitely something. Not being alone is something, too.

And fight less, in my experience, although there was that one time... [ He grins. Who knows if he's kidding. She can have a bit of a snuggle. ]

Not me, and let me just say that there was nothing good about even the watching of it.

[Of course then he looks concerned.] You seem in need of extra comfort. You okay?

It was horrible.

[She bites her bottom lip, eyes filling up with tears before she nods.] 'm fine. I've got a heartbeat and 'm breathin'. Not a mark on me. 'm fine.

[He better be good with snuggling. She'd get him later if he weren't.] Don't tell me. Ended up in a whale's belly with Jonah?

Yeah, they're keepin' me company. You all right then?

[ Well, we certainly can't have that. ] Whale's belly would have been a paradise compared to that. [ He shakes his head. ] How you holding up?

[Oh he doesn't like that, the tears. His brow furrows and he's on the move.]

But there was a mark? You were marked?

[She'll be very glad to see him.]

I thought there was this stupid cat in the woods. They were baitin' me. The Doctor tried. Just...didn't get there in time.

[Absolutely not. She considers his question and takes a moment to try and answer it.] Don't know. I thought I'd have so much more time. It's not enough. A whole lifetime. S'not enough, Doctor.

That's weird. The Doctor's usually so good about the time thing. So how come there's not a mark on you? What happened?

Don't know. I...died I guess. [There's no 'I guess' about it. She remembers.] I was gone for...a few hours. Midnight...woke up.

You died and came back to life? [That prospect is bringing about a whole mixture of emotions that he can't even begin to explain to her. Mostly happiness at her being alive. But also such confusion.] How is that possible?

Don't know. Usually in the City when you die, you're city!dead. I've got a heartbeat and breath.

[ He's a little anxious, being that close to her. It's not that he's worried he'll get anything from her, just that he doesn't want to hurt her, even if she does look fine. The memory of her limp and red in his arms is far too recent.

So he eases onto the edge, lies down on his side with his head propped up, and looks at her. ]

I don't know if I can bring you anything else. I think the whole flat's in here. Barring rabbits with minds of their own.

[Jack shows up in a flurry, using his key to their appartment which has thus far only been used in emergencies. Rose is upset. Jack considers this an emergency. So he's there, walking into her room as if he goes in there all the time. He stares at her worriedly for a brief moment before plastering on a bright smile.]

Rose Tyler. You look like you could use some company.

[The room is probably overflowing with bits and pieces from the rest of the flat. The Doctor with the hair doesn't know how to fix this so he's mostly just dragging bits and pieces of the flat in to entertain her and try to make her smile. She sees that worry on his face before the smile comes into play. She appreciates that he worries. She smiles back at him, not quite so brightly.]

I can always use Captain Jack company.

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