DameTyler: Ease up there, what?
DameTyler: Stop it with the sounds
DameTyler: did you break it?
UnitWho: Sorry, that's a really brilliant little button there
DameTyler: Yeah. Great. More things to hassle me with.
UnitWho: Uh, sorry, just you know. You working on that project?
DameTyler: Which one?
UnitWho: The one "Dr." Love gave us to do?
DameTyler: Oh that one. Why?
UnitWho: No reason
UnitWho: Just seeing if you were working on it
DameTyler: Yeah, a bit.
DameTyler: I'm turning my sounds off now.
DameTyler: [dametyler has muted sounds]
UnitWho: You are?
DameTyler: Are you working on it?
UnitWho: Well, maybe
DameTyler: You know that Hall and Oates song? This reminds me of it.
UnitWho: Which one?
DameTyler: Kiss on my List? Wasn't big in London, but all that time in New York? Classic stations play it a bit more.
UnitWho: I'll have to check it out on my Napster account.
UnitWho: So, who do you have on your list?
DameTyler: It's alright.
UnitWho: One would hope.
DameTyler: Who'd you have on yours?
UnitWho: People and aliens.
UnitWho: Oh, come on, Rose. You can't just leave me with "People"!
UnitWho: Your list!
DameTyler: Oh that. Yeah, there's lots of people on it.
DameTyler: Why're you so curious?
UnitWho: I just am
UnitWho: I'm a curious bloke
UnitWho: Curious curious
UnitWho: You're not getting any buzzing over there, are you?
DameTyler: No buzzing.
DameTyler: Just where are you messaging me from?
UnitWho: In the TARDIS.
DameTyler: Yeah, got that.
DameTyler: Thanks Doctor Obvious.
UnitWho: Just the Doctor, thanks.
UnitWho: So, are you going to share at all?
DameTyler: Are you going to?
UnitWho: Do you want me to?
DameTyler: Well if I'm going to it's only fair.
UnitWho: All right. Yeah, that's fair.
DameTyler: So go on. Give me your list.
UnitWho: Why do I have to go first?
DameTyler: Why do I have to go first?
UnitWho: Right, I'm flipping a coin. Heads you go first, tails I go first. Agreed?
DameTyler: Wait. You are? How is that even fair?
UnitWho: Of course it's fair! Oh, look! It's heads! You go first!
DameTyler: I don't buy that at all!
UnitWho: I worry about compromising with you in regards to kissing situations.
DameTyler: Oh? Why's that?
UnitWho: OH DEAR I LOST CONNECTION FOR A MOMENT SORRY SILLY TARDIS CONNECTION
UnitWho: Did you say you wanted to compromise?
UnitWho: Let's compromise
DameTyler: What? You didn't even log off!
UnitWho: You just weren't paying attention.
UnitWho: I did
UnitWho: Right up there
DameTyler: Yeah. Right.
DameTyler: How am I supposed to even trust you'll send over anything if you keep "losing the connection"
UnitWho: I will! I will! I promise!
DameTyler: Fine. Compromise. We each give one at a time.
DameTyler: I'm sure mine's shorter as it is.
UnitWho: All right. But you go first. Kisses we've shared with other people since we've been..."together".
DameTyler: Oh other people? So my first can't be you.
UnitWho: Right, cause then my first would be you
UnitWho: You're not hearing any buzzing, are you?
DameTyler: Fine. Mickey Smith.
DameTyler: And no. No buzzing.
UnitWho: Right. So. Madame du Pompadour.
UnitWho: I still can't believe you kissed him. Pickled eggs.
DameTyler: Yeah. I remember that. The Snogging while Mickey and me were about to get checked for 'compatibility'
UnitWho: Hey hey! That was dancing!
UnitWho: It's different!
DameTyler: Yeah. I know all about 'dancing' Doctor.
UnitWho: Pickled eggs, though, Rose! I mean, really!
DameTyler: Mickey and me were together before you came along anyway, just stayed together bit longer even after I went.
UnitWho: Pickled beets!
UnitWho: Was there anything he didn't have pickled in his flat??
DameTyler: Enough already! He's my mate!
UnitWho: Hole in his head Adam?
DameTyler: Before the hole, and yeah.
DameTyler: Come on! Name yours.
UnitWho: Well, there were a few in the space where you were gone, not sure if they count or not so I put a big question mark after each of them
DameTyler: I've got mine listed.
UnitWho: Well, then
UnitWho: Martha Jones
DameTyler: No she's pretty.
UnitWho: Well, she's far from homely, yeah.
DameTyler: Oh that's real nice. Make a t-shirt of that will you?
DameTyler: 'Far from Homely'
UnitWho: Well, I mean, you already called her pretty and it would hardly be polite to go into detail.
UnitWho: You know, this is why I'm hiding. I knew you wouldn't take this list well.
DameTyler: You're hiding?
UnitWho: [unitwho has logged off]
UnitWho: [unitwho has logged on]
UnitWho: Sorry, silly TARDIS connection
UnitWho: Isn't it your go?
DameTyler: Why am I going first?
UnitWho: You're next, aren't you?
UnitWho: You said Adam, I said Martha, now it's your go
DameTyler: I think you should go first now.
UnitWho: But I just went
UnitWho: Well, we should go one then the other!
DameTyler: Yeah you go and then I'll go.
UnitWho: I just went!
DameTyler: I really don't care.
UnitWho: Oh, don't be difficult now, Rose. This is supposed to be good for us.
DameTyler: Fine. Connor.
DameTyler: Other side of the void. Worked for Torchwood with me.
DameTyler: You gave one from when we weren't together. So did I.
UnitWho: Nice bloke?
DameTyler: Bit pushy.
UnitWho: Never a good thing.
DameTyler: It worked for him.
UnitWho: What do you mean "worked"?
DameTyler: Mean it fit who he was. Working for Torchwood you can't exactly say 'Please alien mind not sucking the brains out of people?'
UnitWho: Yeah, but you can't take your work into your non-work activities.
UnitWho: Activities is really a bad word for it
DameTyler: Yeah and like you can talk.
UnitWho: I can! I don't work.
DameTyler: Yeah right.
UnitWho: I don't! I save the world as a hobby.
DameTyler: Can you hear me laughing all the way from wherever you are?
UnitWho: Actually, the engines are louder here.
DameTyler: Where are you? I never hear the engines except in the console room
UnitWho: Does that make it my turn?
UnitWho: Well, there's Joan, but I think she falls into the same category as Cassandra. Wrong person, wrong body situations.
UnitWho: So I guess the next would be Astrid.
DameTyler: Astrid? What that like a car?
UnitWho: No, that's a female name.
UnitWho: She was from Sto!
DameTyler: Right. You're making them up now.
UnitWho: They have...unusual names there!
UnitWho: See, first you're telling me my list is going to be SO LONG and now you're telling me that I'm making them up!
DameTyler: Well come on! Astrid? Fine. Jack.
UnitWho: Oh! Forgot about him!
DameTyler: Yeah bet you did.
UnitWho: Oi, that's not very nice.
DameTyler: He kissed you too you know.
UnitWho: I was only listing members of the opposite sex. Should I be listing members of the same sex, too?
UnitWho: I wish they made their instructions clearer
DameTyler: How many of the same sex are there for you?
UnitWho: You mean just in the time since we've known each other?
UnitWho: Two. But I don't think they should count, do you? I'm not certain they count.
DameTyler: Jack and who else?
UnitWho: I was just very very very very very very very busy in the time you weren't here
DameTyler: Yeah and who else?
UnitWho: You know, I'm worried about the TARDIS connection again
UnitWho: I've listed Jack!
UnitWho: Which makes it your turn!
DameTyler: I listed Jack for you.
UnitWho: You listed Jack for you!
DameTyler: That shouldn't count cause you forgot him.
UnitWho: Fine. The Master. But it was complicated and I don't want to talk about it.
UnitWho: Rather handsome bloke, Dean.
DameTyler: Yeah he was.
UnitWho: Right. So. How much longer is your list?
DameTyler: That's... sort of... it.
UnitWho: Me, too.
DameTyler: All that time? When I was gone? Mean time goes a bit longer for you most times.
UnitWho: Despite what my rather unusual reputation might say, I don't run around snogging random people. Takes a special sort of person to turn my eye.
DameTyler: That's good.
UnitWho: So, not mad at me, then?
DameTyler: No? Should I have been?
UnitWho: Cause I'd really like to come out of here, my legs are starting to cramp up.
UnitWho: Well, I expected a little worse.
UnitWho: Just a little.
DameTyler: Where are you at?
UnitWho: I told you, in the TARDIS!
DameTyler: Do you hear me laughing again?
UnitWho: Nope, still just hear the engines. No, wait. Yeah, I can hear it. Sounds a bit forced though.
DameTyler: Yeah bit.
DameTyler: Still there? Or did you fake log off again?
UnitWho: No, sorry, hit my head
UnitWho: It's a little cramped, like I said
DameTyler: Hit your head? I swear I haven't a clue where you're at.
UnitWho: That's the idea
DameTyler: Got that.
UnitWho: I have a question, though
UnitWho: Have we actually snogged since we started up therapy?
UnitWho: I mean, each other
DameTyler: You can't recall?
UnitWho: No, I just don't think we actually have.
UnitWho: Was just looking for confirmation of the recalled non-event
DameTyler: Well we have.
DameTyler: Twice actually.
UnitWho: Real, actual snogging? Are you sure?
UnitWho: It's a good idea I'm hiding, I think.
DameTyler: Gallifrey was one.
UnitWho: Ah, yes.
DameTyler: After you came back was the other.
UnitWho: I think I should really work hard to reassert those moments into my memory because I'm probably never going to be able to snog you again, am I right?
DameTyler: If you need to reassert them, go right ahead.
UnitWho: Well, it's just been so long since those. Too much time, in point of fact. We've been so busy and such.
DameTyler: Yeah, bit with everything.
UnitWho: We should do a refresher course with each other, I think. Might be a good idea.
DameTyler: Oh really? What do you have in mind?
UnitWho: Well, I think it could be easily implied.
UnitWho: Maybe not
UnitWho: You know
UnitWho: It would all be so much easier if I could buzz you.
DameTyler: Sorry I knocked something over.
UnitWho: How important a something was it?
DameTyler: Some sort of big purplish thing on my nightstand?
UnitWho: It's on your nightstand and you don't know what it is?
DameTyler: Maybe? Mean its not like I decorated the room all over? There's some of my stuff, and a lot of your stuff.
UnitWho: Did that something break?
UnitWho: Oh, no. Is it smoking/screaming/buzzing/oozing?
DameTyler: Screaming? There are things in my room that could scream?
UnitWho: Well, you never know. And it really would be about the moment in our conversation for something to go horrifically wrong.
DameTyler: Yeah that's true. No it just broke is all. No smoke, no buzzing or anything.
UnitWho: Right, well, we'll get it cleaned up later.
DameTyler: You coming down here now?
UnitWho: I could, if you'd like.
DameTyler: Well just warning I'm not exactly fully dressed is all. Sort of dressed down for the night. Don't want you all averting your eyes and nonsense.
UnitWho: How 'dressed down' is 'dressed down'?
DameTyler: Do you want me to get dressed? Mean I can put pants on.
UnitWho: No, I mean, I've seen you in less, I'm sure. It's your room, I want you to be comfortable.
DameTyler: Alright. Should I throw the purple broken thing out?
UnitWho: Yeah, no. I'll bring down a broom. We should talk about refreshing our memories while I'm down there.
DameTyler: Works for me.
UnitWho: [unitwho has logged off]
Muse: The Doctor (Ten)
Fandom: Doctor Who
Word Count: 2964
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