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September 8th / voice

[bigbadrose]

Hallo! I'm Rose Tyler. I'm told you already know that, so best I introduce myself instead o' bein' purposely rude, yeah?

How do you like your brownies?

Voice

[not_so_different]

[Now there's a voice she hadn't expected to hear. Certainly she knew about the infamous Rose Tyler. She'd had a lot of time to spy on the Doctor during her time as Queen of the Afterlife, after all. She knew about all of his little pets... or whatever he called them. Though she hadn't expected the girl to contact her like this... or at all. She smiles.]

I'm surprised the Doctor didn't warn you to stay away from me. [She gasps] Or did he do just that and you've decided to talk to me anyway? You naughty thing.

[A pause]

And what's this about brownies?

Voice

[bigbadrose]

They don't call me the Bad Wolf, because I take orders and stay put, yeah?

I'm making you brownies. Kind of hurts getting to a new universe, thinkin' you found him again and he's all... you know. I kinda thought he'd be a bit more thrilled to see another TimeLord at all. Maybe not his youngest self, but definitely the older one. He certainly whined about bein' alone enough. And if you're even a tenth as out of sorts about this as I feel about school, you've definitely earned a real treat. Not just tea. A proper gooey whole pan of comfort food.

Or is sweets just a him thing? His first face I met wasn't the type, but the rest of him seems to eat nothin' but sugar, I swear.

[not_so_different]

[That gave her pause. She'd never expected that... least of all from Rose. Such kindness towards the person who's tried to kill her precious Doctor again and again. Why Doctor, you certainly know how to pick them.]

How kind. No, they're both quite suspicious of me, though I can't blame them. We've been through a lot he and I.

[A beat]

Brownies would be lovely. Whatever kind you'd like to make.

[bigbadrose]

Got any favorites? I've mostly just been practicing devil food to mess with Michael's head, but I was thinking red velvet might suit you?

[not_so_different]

[She made a rather decadent noise at the thought.]

Oh red velvet sounds just delightful.

[bigbadrose]

[GIGGLES!] Okay, one batch of red velvet brownies coming up! And either I can bring them over, or you can come over here if you prefer, yeah?

[not_so_different]

Oh why don't you come over here. If you want to have a little girl time we can't very well do it in an apartment with boys now, can we?

[bigbadrose]

Is girl time what we're doing?

[not_so_different]

Why? What would you call it?

[She paused momentarily.]

Unless you'd prefer a chaperone.

[bigbadrose]

[Giggles!]

No. I walk straight into the spider's den, me.

I just haven't done girl-time-stuff in... [Face crinkle. She REALLY could NOT count the time with Keisha because wow. Annnnd so definitely before the Doctor? Yes. One of the Fridays Mickey was either working or watching a game and they went clubbing.] Five years, and it was clubbin', and I kinda got the impression you had a little more exquisitely refined tastes. [Wink and tongue loll.] Besides, you've got roommates too, don'cha?

[not_so_different]

But you're no fly.

[She grinned, chuckling.]

I'm still fairly new at the "girl stuff," myself. I do confess, that took some getting used to. Besides, I've been known to drink and carry on in my time, though I dare say it's been a teensy bit longer than five years ago.

[Another laugh. Ah, youth.]

Oh and I live with a child and a humanoid artificial intelligence. They won't mind.

[bigbadrose]

Bad Wolf.

[Amused giggle snort. Drink and carry on sets mental images of planets burning in her head, but yanno. One man's trash is another woman's treasure....]

Right I should bring something for 'em too.... I have no idea what Artificial Intelligences uh... can enjoy? Consume? Oh! Wait, it's Janet, right? I'll ask Michael. But yeah be right over soon as I get the baking done. I... could try magicking it, but then if I mess it up, it'll be worse... soooooo best not, yeah? Your call if you wanna keep talking! I enjoy listenin' anyway.

[not_so_different]

And who's afraid of the big Bad Wolf.

[She grins.]

Janet and Ivy, yes. Don't let me distract you, dear. I'll see you soon enough. Just let yourself in.

[bigbadrose]

[No good response to that, Rose waves, and brings over sweets the second they're ready!]

Hallo!

[not_so_different]

[Missy had been sprawled on the couch with a book when Rose arrived. She'd left her coat hanging in the closet, but still looked quite put together with her long skirt and blouse.

She sets the book aside, standing with a smile when the door opens.]

Welcome,dear. Come in, come in!

[bigbadrose]

Heya! You seem pretty settled in.

[Rose's arms are full of baked goods, wee!]

[not_so_different]

Says the woman bearing brownies.

[She chuckles and gestures for Rose to put them on the table. Crossing to the kitchen, she puts the kettle on. How domestic, really!]

It's really just one prison to another. I just have a longer leash and a more fresh air here.

[bigbadrose]

Oh, I can make myself at home anywhere. [Anywhere with the Doctor...]

[And a head tilt.] Is it prison for you? Here, I mean?

[not_so_different]

[She spins around, leaning against the counter. Lifting one arm she tugs down her sleeve to reveal a black tracking bracelet. A gift from the Doctor.]

In a manner of speaking, yes. And this is the last stop for me, I'm afraid. Call it what you will, but a cage the size of a planet is still a cage.

[bigbadrose]

[Rose arches both eyebrows all the way up.]

[He'd cuffed Margaret the Slitheen before, but... really?]

[She wolf growls in spite of herself, handing Missy a brownie.] How many people have you killed?

[But it's not numbers. It's remorse. She's seen the Doctor devastated by even one death, so even if he had killed more than her, it wasn't the number.]

[Meta....]

Damn him...

[Snarls and growls, spinning the chair backwards to lean on it.] He really... That is--! [Another wolf growl and huff.]

[not_so_different]

[The growling surprised her. Her eyebrows raise and she regards the girl for a long moment. She hadn't expected such a... Visceral... Reaction to the tracker. She'd accepted it without argument, after all.

She slowly lowered herself into a chair, taking the offered brownie. Someone was angry on her behalf. That had never happened before. Except for the Doctor, of course. This was entirely foreign to her. This girl presumably knew who she was, had been warned about her, and yet was furious about the Doctor keeping tabs on her. She... Wasn't sure how she felt about that.

The question caught her off guard. She hesitated, hands lowering to the table as the names and faces flitted through her mind. She turned her head, looking down as she fought to keep those pesky new emotions in check. It hadn't been so long since she'd cried for the first time in millenia. Cried over those she'd killed. Actually grieved. Her voice was soft when she finally answered. ]

Millions... Perhaps billions. It's... Difficult to know.

[bigbadrose]

[Rose wonders quietly if that's standard for all TimeLords at this point, but just gets up and gives Missy a hug instead.]

I'm sorry he's a giant idiot.

But I'm glad you're trying something new. It doesn't get easier, not ever. But it stays better. Always.

[not_so_different]

[Whoa what's happening?! Her eyes widen in shock as Rose suddenly embraces her. She's frozen to the spot, unsure what to do. It's a very long moment before she hesitantly raises her arms to return that embrace.]

Thank you. I only hope you're right.

[bigbadrose]

I know so.

[A small squeeze, but then a bad wolf huff before pouring them both tea, and going back to her chair.]

It's hard to even deal with taking one life, even if you didn't want it, didn't do it, tried not to let it happen. The first time you can really start thinking of other ways, ways to make people survive...

[But she chews her bottom lip, thinking of Donna.]

[And just fuzzily shakes her head.]

Was he always like this? So... [No, she can't ask that.]

[Welllllll... in a word...]

Commandeering?

He wasn't when I first met him. After the war. Oh sure, he could be bossy, and threatened to kick Jack out on his ass over guns, but I thought...

He always said he didn't come to save Earth, he was just passing through. But now it seems like... [She just shrugs vaguely, not about to open up one of his possible vulnerabilities to an even hypothetical enemy.]

Commandeering, yeah? And it's not just around you. Blimey I nearly knocked him one first night, for treating me more like a child than my own parents. [Snorts.] That's definitely new. For whatever reason. [To protect himself, she has to assume.]

[And she facepalms.] I swear I did not come here to talk about him, just you.