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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*

Comments

[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.]