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Post by Rachel on May 21, 2011 2:36:21 GMT -5
"Doctor? Doctor who? Wait, Micaela, are you sick or something? What do you need a doctor for?"
They knew each other? Of all the cool French guys, it had to be an apparently psycho Englishman. Oh and the cleaver was still in hand. More because she just forgot she was holding it.
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Post by Micaela on May 21, 2011 2:37:21 GMT -5
"No," she waved her hands frustratedly, "I'm fine, he's just--"
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Post by Eleven on May 21, 2011 2:38:44 GMT -5
"The sonic. I needed to run a bio-scan on both you girls." His eyes flicked from the screwdriver back to the girls. "But--the results are normal."
"Dinner!" His face brightened, "Wonderful, things always sound better discussed over dinner! That's why there are so many bad business agreements made over them." He stepped past them into Micaela's new apartment, shoving the sonic screwdriver back into his pocket, with a slight spring in his step again.
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Post by Rachel on May 21, 2011 2:41:34 GMT -5
Rachel let her guard down just a bit and put the cleaver down on the counter.
"Who are you and why are you dressed like a hipster version of a 1940's university professor?" she asked, quirking and eyebrow.
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Post by Micaela on May 21, 2011 2:42:09 GMT -5
"Right," Micaela was happy again now that he appeared to be no longer worried, and had a slight disbelieving laugh in her voice. "I'll make another plate... um, Rachel, this is the Doctor; Doctor, this is Rachel, she's a friend who's staying for a few days."
She had moved back to the kitchen area and was making up another plate. A huge grin had spread across her face and she was bouncing a little.
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Post by Eleven on May 21, 2011 2:47:54 GMT -5
The Doctor looked a little indignant and straightened his tie, "Rachel, if you had come to Columbia with me during the war years, you would know that hipsters and university professors--were never one and the same, it's like mixing apples and oranges, well--you can do that. But only if you slice them first, then they'd make a good salad--and--well you can't really say that for professors or--no--never mind the professors, forget the professors, and forget the hipsters too. Well, don't forget them if you can't. But think about something else, like dinner!"
He seated himself at Micaela's table, and leaned back comfortably, "So, Rachel. Micaela's friend. Micaela the Magnificent, Micaela's Magnificent friend Rachel--what are you doing in Paris?" he finished the sentence with a slight jab in the air toward her with his screwdriver.
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Post by Micaela on May 21, 2011 2:49:35 GMT -5
Micaela hid a giggle behind her hand. He really did talk like that. He was really here. She poured the wine and grabbed a cherry soda for the Doctor, setting them down on the table before going back for the plates.
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Post by Rachel on May 21, 2011 2:51:58 GMT -5
Rachel looked around the room for a second... as if he were talking to someone else. This entire situation was bizarre to say the least.
"I... was in Italy for the summer and stopped by before going back home because I've got an audition at the Garnier in a week--wait a sec--"
She turned to Micaela.
"Is he one of your archaeology buddies?"
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Post by Micaela on May 21, 2011 2:53:13 GMT -5
Micaela actually couldn't control her giggling. The situation was absurd. "Um. Tchhhhh. Something like that..."
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Post by Eleven on May 21, 2011 3:01:11 GMT -5
"Yes, exactly, " he popped open his cherry soda and watched the pink foam rise to the top of the glass, "no--wait, nothing like that! Micaela! No--not an archaeologist, nothing like that at all, though I do know a few. Well one, especially. Well, no, I don't really know her--well I mean I do know, but I don't know her in the sense of--"
He broke off quickly and got up to join Micaela at the counter, but showed no interests in the steaming dishes, instead he was staring intently outside her window. "Micaela, have you and your friend noticed anything--different lately?"
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Post by Micaela on May 21, 2011 3:02:54 GMT -5
"Well come on, you have to admit it's sort of related to the study of the past--"
She frowned. "No? Come back and sit down; even if something is up I refuse to waste a perfectly good coq au vin..." If there was one thing she was proud of right now it was her cooking, and she was not going to be pulled off on an adventure through time and space before she ate it.
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Post by Rachel on May 21, 2011 3:06:44 GMT -5
"Okay so I feel like I'm on the outside of some awesome inside joke," she quipped.
Her guard was starting to come down enough for her to leave the counter and the cleaver and sit down at the table. She put her hair back on in her pencil bun thingy and watched the weird guy. She made the decision not the judge: it's not like her collection of friends back home or in Italy were totally normal either.
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Post by Eleven on May 21, 2011 3:16:04 GMT -5
"Really?" He was over by the window now, pushing aside the drapes. "Rachel, I don't think you're on the outside of some inside joke, I think we're all on the inside of some great, big outside one." He yanked open the drapes.
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Micaela
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Post by Micaela on May 21, 2011 3:18:21 GMT -5
"Doctor--" But she had gone over to the window and tried to peer around him (over wasn't happening, not at 5'3").
"Okay what is going on." People sometimes dressed oddly, but this.. they were... "They're-- they-- where are the--"
She did the attention-getting whacks again. "Did you move my whole apartment?"
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Post by Rachel on May 21, 2011 3:20:45 GMT -5
"Again! Lost! Does anyone care that I'm clueless right now?" Rachel complained comically.
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