[OPEN] If I were someone else...

[comeonthensexy]

Who: The Eleventh Doctor, various castmates and CR and people aka you
What: Eleven is cursed! And very different.
When: Day 511 to 513
Where: All over
Rating: PG for now, will update as needed

((OOC: The actual action will be in threads below. If you want to do something feel free to contact me! AIM @ thetossedone, Tossino or just PM this journal. There will eventually be an open thread or two with scenarios for you to throw your muse at, I hope, but we'll see if I think of any today or not.

Or you could just make up your own scenario! I'll roll with it if I can, and poke you if I can't.))

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[hollowchild]

Hello, Doctor. They're blueberry scones. We've more than enough baked goods at home.

[her head is tilted just a bit in confusion at his state of disarray, but it upgrades to a brow-furrow when he's lacking his near-trademark enthusiasm.]

How are you?

How rude

[comeonthensexy]

[ The state of disarray isn't really all that strange. Because of the late hour. But perhaps she simply hasn't seen him this way. ]

Fine, at the moment. Considering everything. I keep busy, so I don't think too much.

[hollowchild]

That's a good way to do it. I've been trying the same, lately. The shop helps.

[even if she did inherit it from draco when he disappeared, it's still grounding, focusing. her smile goes a little wry when she asks, because it's entirely inevitable:]

What have I interrupted?

[comeonthensexy]

Interrupted?

[ He looks down at himself, and shuts the door. ]

No, you didn't interrupt anything. This is me ... relaxing? I suppose that's on the unusual side.

[hollowchild]

Just a bit, for you. But rather normal, for the hour.

[still, there might be a bit of concern in her expression. curiosity, at the very least. since when does he relax in any way that isn't some insane project or adventure?]

May I put on tea?

[it's presumptuous, but she's already heading for the kitchen.]

[comeonthensexy]

Clearly you know you don't need to ask.

[ Of course, he follows. ]