IC Contact || Siren's Pull

[hisoldgirl]

Hello? No, goodbye. Or is it both. Neither? Data entry should not be this confusing. It wasn't always this way, you know, but now it's gone and happened again. He always handled everything; that's the way this is supposed to work. He takes the calls, I store the data. I'm not supposed to do both. Thief? Thief, come here! [and the feed goes quiet as she disappears to find her thief, leaving it alone to click off later]

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no worries! I've been busy anyway

[hisoldgirl]

Yes, but it's loneliest when I don't have you. No one else matters the way my Thief does.

[there's no real judgment in that explanation. she isn't trying to make him feel guilty or pressured. she just doesn't care about anyone the way she cares about the Doctor and she never will] I know. And I'll see them. I'm just not sure what to say. You've always been there to do the talking.

Well, you call me Sexy, but only when we're alone. Does that count?

[universaljanitor]

[He lets out a little laugh at that last part.] Oh, I think I can work with Sexy.

[He does pause, though, thinking about what she said. About talking, about being... well, lonely. If anyone knew the pain of losing people, of being lonely, it was them.]

Well, considering how often I get into trouble, I'd say it's really only a matter of time until he does something to land right back in here. In the meantime~!

Anything you need. Anything at all. It's the least I can do. All our time spent together? Travelling? It's about time I give a little back, hm?

[hisoldgirl]

I didn't think it would be a problem.

[she grins a bit, some of that smugness returning, before her expression grows more somber, affectionate.]

You silly, stupid man, you have given me so much more than you realise. Besides, all I've ever wanted is time with you, to be with you. And maybe run a little. I admit more often than not I've wanted your companions gone so it's only us, but at least now I'm the one you can run with.