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Sat, Jul. 2nd, 2005, 07:07 am
sailorgallifrey: *staggers into the 'Round*

Sailor Gallifrey stumbles into the 'Round, looking slightly the worse for wear.

"Oh, bugger."

Sat, Jul. 2nd, 2005 01:37 pm (UTC)
narm00


Imran, on seeing this, decides to get worried.

"What's the matter?" he asks.

Sat, Jul. 2nd, 2005 09:39 pm (UTC)
sailorgallifrey

She leans on her staff for a minute, then notices her fuku is still smouldering slightly.

"Just a quick note for future reference, Imran... if you ever happen to think that using a localised gravity well as a slingshot is a good idea? Don't."

She crumples onto a bar stool. "So how was your day?"

Sun, Jul. 3rd, 2005 07:35 am (UTC)
narm00

"My day?" Imran says. "Eh. Not so much. Just... you know, pottering around, thinking, that sort of thing." He cocks an eyebrow. "Definitely less interesting than yours, by the sound of things."

Sailor Gallifrey sighs. "Maybe later. Right now, I just need to have a sit-down, get my breath back, let myself wind down..."

She lets out another breath, and settles into her chair.

Watching her, Imran is struck by an odd thought.

"Do you mind if I ask you something?"

Sailor Gallifrey waves a hand. "Go ahead."

"When was the last time you had a rest?" Imran asks. "A proper rest, I mean? As Sailor Gallifrey?"

Mon, Jul. 4th, 2005 03:22 pm (UTC)
sailorgallifrey

She thinks about this for a long, long moment.

Tumbleweed rolls past.

Adric sneezes, then drops dead again thanks to PsychoNyssa's latest multi-faceted, pointy invention.

"I don't think I've ever *had* a rest," she finally answers. "Not since the whole mess *started*..."

She casts a baleful look over at the assorted Doctors in their corner. Fifth coughs and ducks behind his newspaper. Eighth sinks down behind his Guinness.

"Talking of which, have you seen Gordon? It doesn't seem... right, him not being here. The whole Trio thing and all."

Tue, Jul. 5th, 2005 07:41 am (UTC)
narm00

"Mm." Imran says. "Yeah. I was going to mention that. It's like... there's something missing, without him. Like the sense of fun, the silliness..."

"...the submarine, the curvy female ninja..." Sailor Gallifrey finishes.

"Like I said..." Imran says.

Sailor Gallifrey grins suddenly.

[OOC: I could get in touch with Gordon, see if he's up for the LJ. Alternatively, we could do this 'Waiting For Godot' style. 'Waiting For Gordon'...]