2011-04-16

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skipping stones ((open rp))

Delirium was in a thoughtful mood today. She did have those, a lot more than most people suspected, even if the thoughts did lead off down strange and meandering paths.

She was sitting by the edge of the lake, skimming flat stones across the water. Trying to, anyway. Some of them only bounced once, or just sank with a plop. Others exploded on contact with the water, into things like rainbow sparks or confetti or water boatmen or Skittles. At least one had sprouted wings and flown off into the distance.

She wouldn't mind company.
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[RP for Ten and the Master]

He should be happy. Should be over the moon, as it were. But of course their conversation had taken an uncomfortable turn, and the Doctor had breezed off. So very typical of him.

But he wasn't going to let that keep him from doing the things he wanted to do. And as it was fairly early in the morning, that was helping himself to coffee and danishes that he had personally seen the house elves set out




[ETA: NSFW!]