open. i'm not meant to live alone

[sexyoldgirl]

Who: The TARDIS DW Cast (which now includes Alice) and you!
What: It's a housewarming party! And moving day. Come bug them.
When: 316 - 319
Where: Thor District
Rating: PG most likely. Will update if necessary.

Day 319

Perfect. The front doors to their new home in Thor would be easily recognized by anyone who ever knew the Doctor. It wasn't an ordinary front door - oh no. There were two doors, painted blue with small windows at the top. Even the porch light overhead had been changed to look like the light on top of the TARDIS' blue boxy self. Her St. John Ambulance sticker was back too, on the door without the white sign that included instructions. Perhaps it was strange to have a sign that read Police Public Call Box over a door to a building but it felt like home that way. Surely the others would agree.

Unfortunately the only thing she couldn't do was make it bigger on the inside. The technology just didn't work here. Oh well.

She stepped forward and pulled the doors open as they were meant to be. Welcome home, everyone. And welcome to everyone who wishes to visit because the doors are left open. Feel free to just wander on in. There's bound to be someone about to harass. Also, a plethora of kittens thanks to Six's curse.

Comments

[asgardsstrength]

[ He bursts into low laughter when the kitten appears and mewls, expression suddenly and absolutely pleased as he turns toward the Doctor, holding one hand out. He'd been out to see the district; it had been gray, sick for so long, that seeing it with something that popped from such a distance was hilarious and relieving all at the same time. ]

Let me see the little brat.

[goesagainst_thegrain]

[He hesitates at the request (he's going to consider that a request rather than a demand or an order), eyes narrowing just a bit; the kitten squirms in his grip, apparently deciding that scratches are all well and good, but exploring is more fun. Its claws catch at his skin and clothes, and he ignores it; his healing ability is more than capable of dealing with cat scratches, should it manage to break his skin.]

...don't hurt it.

[There's only a faint tone of warning to the words as he finally gathers up the kitten before it can get away and holds it out to the god.]

[asgardsstrength]

[ Thor simply fixes him with the flattest of flat looks, then, expression entirely unimpressed as he reaches out to carefully take the kitten. ] 'Don't hurt it.' [ It's an exasperated mimicry as he tucks the kitten into a shirt pocket that may not have existed a few seconds ago, scratching beneath its chin fondly with his pinky finger. ] Really? Really.

[goesagainst_thegrain]

[The Doctor doesn't appear chastened by that--rather, he lifts his chin a little and fixes the god with an almost challenging look.]

I trust the lot of you just about as far as I can throw you, so yes. Really. These creatures were given into my care by whichever one of you decided it would be funny, so they are my responsibility for the time being, and will continue to be until I can find homes for them all!

[No he's not going to apologize, though he is glad the god just wanted to pet the kitten.]

[asgardsstrength]

Well, trust me or not, you should know that we're trying to at least appease you. Most of us. Some of us. Would sort of ruin all of that hard work if I decided to have a go at punching a kitten, wouldn't it?

[ And Thor tucks his head down to the kitten in his pocket. ]

That would be absurd, wouldn't it, little guy? Ridiculous. He's ridiculous. Yes he is. Yes he is. - what do you say, do you think kittens would like a nip of ale?

[ Thor is not immune, and let's face it: it's not like his IQ was that high to begin with. ]

[goesagainst_thegrain]

[The Doctor gives him an absolutely incredulous look. Everything else is just about forgotten in the face of this new absurdity.]

You can't give a kitten alcohol! What are you thinking?

[He can't leave his newest charge in the hands of this madman any longer, not if the god is going to give it ale. He reaches forward to try and get the tiny animal out of the spontaneous pocket, though it's not entirely clear how he's going to go about doing that. He doesn't really have a plan, as it happens.]

That's it, give him back.

[asgardsstrength]

Ah-ah, I don't think so!

[ And Thor is moving backwards, ducking and dodging away with a surprising agility. ]

You've handed him over and I've gotten attatched!

[goesagainst_thegrain]

You can't just say you're going to keep one of them!

[So maybe he'd wanted to get rid of every single one of them before this moment, but suddenly he doesn't want to. It probably has a lot to do with the way the god is deciding things without even asking. He doesn't like it.]

...are you serious about wanting that one, or are you just saying that to annoy me?

[asgardsstrength]

Well, you've got a surplus, don't you? And yes, I'd rather like to keep this one. Do you want status updates, perhaps, on how he's doing?

[ E x a s p e r a t e d . ]

[goesagainst_thegrain]

[ H u f f ]

Oh... please yourself, then. [He's a god, Doctor, he doesn't need your permission.

He seriously considers demanding those reports, since the god is offering. How often do you manage to extract a promise from a god, after all? On the other hand... it might not be wise to annoy any of them, no matter how ridiculous they might be acting at the moment.] ...that won't be necessary, no. Just... take good care of it, I suppose.

[He just hopes this is the right thing to do.]