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[onerthes]

[A tinny man's voice gives what is clearly a default answer machine message. Vira-Lorr is still figuring the phone out it seems.]
"Hello, we are not available now. Please leave your name and phone number after the beep. We will return your call."
*Beep*

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[borntolove]

Part. Wouldn't say that's why I love him, completely.

[onerthes]

Well of course. There's far more to him than just that. But it is something you love about him regardless.

[borntolove]

[The Doctor gives a suggestive tongue waggle. With a smirk]

You don't want to know why else I love him?

[onerthes]

I can hazard just a feeeeeeew guesses from the roguish smirks you keep giving me, but a lady doesn't want to assume. Dish what you like. It will be pleasant conversation.

[borntolove]

[There's a smudge look on The Doctor's face. Nothing to do with the butt-sex from a few nights ago. Just The Doctor's fondess of Jack from his former incaration.]

He's human for starters. And really, really, came incredibly and astounding around from the memory you saw of me with him and Rose.

[Someone is a very good mood. Mentioning Rose and not making the emo face. Then a pause. Ten's eyes moving, clearly thinking something. It's nice - to not be alone in his universe. Even if The Doctor's gut would be bothering someone if Jack was a fact, here. Which Jack isn't. When they return. It will always just be them two. At the end of the Universe. No one else after all that would live as long as The Doctor. Comforting that there will be at least someone always around. That and there is a bit of Rose in Jack. The bit that wanted Jack to live forever. Slowly, watching all the stars go out. Then the blackness.]

And you know - he's Jack.

[onerthes]

It's interesting to see the man that he is, and to remember that very brief glimpse that I had of him before. The pieces that are similar, the ones that are changed beyond that.

Humans are wonderful, fascinating creatures, aren't they?

[She could see the appeal in them as a species in so many ways. She'd groan old watching them live those fascinating lives, that knew she couldn't keep them forever.]

[borntolove]

Yes. He's a better man.

[Someone is so very proud of the choice that Jack made. With The Doctor's influence of course.]

Indeed. They come up with the most creative ways of thinking. Probably why they'll be one of the last species at the end of the universe.

Well you know that and having danced among the stars. But they manage to keep creating. Rather than falling into that the pitfall of stagnation.

[That The Doctor has seen so many other species fall into the pitfall of stagnation]

[onerthes]

Yes. Dancing does help that sort of thing. [She laughed. Both kinds of dancing...] My own people are a bit locked into place by our way of looking at things. We treat these things as guaranteed and inevitable. I love the freedom with which humans live their lives.

[Yeah. For the Onelthes, seeing the future trapped them forever in stagnation.]

[borntolove]

[The Doctor needs humans around. So that he doesn't lose himself. Given that someone doesn't by nature have humanity. Doesn't have what makes humans - so human.

Vira talking about her people. Strikes a cord that can get The Doctor to come down from his high. His face switching to neutral with solemn eyes.]

Yeah. My people too.

[onerthes]

mmm... [She remembered enough to know to let the topic rest there. No reason to get down too much of a depressing line. His people were an unpleasant topic for him.]

You never did tell me. How did the two of you meet the first time? That occasion I saw wasn't the first was it?

[borntolove]

[The change of subject from his own people is welcoming. The Doctor perks up.]

Mmmm. That was the first. London Blitz. 1941.

[onerthes]

My, that boy does have a knack for making an entrance into your life doesn't he? Rather explosive in his way. But, forgive me. London Blitz? I believe the year you mention is about ten or twelve before the current one here. What was it?

[borntolove]

[Line face. Such a line face at the explostive. Sorry, someone can't get the humor in that.]

Apparently so. He said he was running for the Tardis. When he is now.

World War Two on Earth. When Hilter tried to invade London.

[onerthes]

Ah, that name I've at least heard. I don't know much of him, but he appears in a few history books. [Her lips twisted in a distasteful frown. Nothing further on him, thank you!]

He's done quite a bit of adventuring on his own, hasn't he? He certainly seems well traveled and experienced.

[borntolove]

[The Doctor's grateful. He really doesn't want to talk about Hilter, either.]

He's done more traveling with me. Cardiff, 2006. Raxacoricofallapatorius. Ancient Japan. Satelite Five in the year 200,100.

[The Doctor remarks with fond memories. Both on his face and in his voice.]

[onerthes]

Raxacoricoallapatorius? [She managed to pronounce it right.] Oh, you don't get to share a name like that without telling me at least a little bit. That definitely draws the ear very easily and we both know it.

[borntolove]

[The Doctor looks impressed that Vira was able to pronounce that so well.]

Name of planet in the Mutter's Spiral. Home of the Slitheen. Green humanoid creatures with big black eyes.

[onerthes]

[Between living with him and knowing individuals like Varok, she had learned a lot of gymnastics her tongue could do in speaking.]

I see. I'm guessing you happened across them in a time of need? You have a knack for finding people in such a state, after all.

[borntolove]

Actually, we just went thar to return one of thar eggs. But you're right they did need help, otherwise.

[A cockyness in his voice and face at the end]

[onerthes]

I thought as much. You, my friend, have a knack for collecting exotic souls in need of assistance. But I think that's just your nature. What is life, if not another world to save and another adventure to have? I doubt you will willingly sit by very easily, no matter what comes along or how challenging.

[Like calling water wet, this one.]

[borntolove]

[Cheeky tongue click with a cheeky smile.]