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[playswithboys.livejournal.com]

Time: August 15th, 2000
Place: The bar
Status: Everyone except Adam
Summary: Pretty decorations...



Fuschia?

Well, that wasn't the primary color they had hoped for. Pepper sighed atop the ladder and fastened another corner with the staple gun. She was trying to go as fast as she could, but with how she had to keep moving the ladder every few staples, it was going slower than she'd hoped.

She'd seen what Wensley had prepared, though. It was gorgeous and likely delicious enough for everyone to end up wishing that he'd made another. He'd had to smack her hand away from it to keep her from trying any. Old habits died harder for Them.

She looked down at Wensley, grumbling, "Is this really all we could come up with? Looks like the decorations for that Princess Bash you had to babysit for at the Dawson's a few years back." Okay, it wasn't that bad. They'd managed a little blue and green in certain places. And it was decidedly lacking in screaming ten-year-olds in cheap lipstick and rouge. But, really.

She leaned back on the ladder, glancing out to where John and Azirphale (she was so proud of herself for finally figuring out how to pronounce his name right) stood. "How much time do you think we have out there?" she shout-whispered to them. "Roughly?"

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[tardis-lord.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I'm sure they'll fit," the Doctor said, his mind already sorting through the details at a speed that would put the Millennium Falcon to shame. "Time Lord science. Bigger on the inside than on the outside."

[bipolar-uriel.livejournal.com]

"If you say so," Uriel said, shrugging. "I never understood much about science of any kind. There's just too much mathematics involved for me to get any of it. It's quite fortunate, therefore, that I'm only really expected to know about arts." She smiled. "My mathematical skills are pretty much inexistent."

[tardis-lord.livejournal.com]

"Maths is alright," the Doctor said loyally, "except for trigonometry. I mean, they're triangles. There's only so much to know about triangles, and it pretty much starts and ends with them being triangular."

He shook his head slowly. "Angel of the arts," he said with a fond smile. "I've gone up in the world, no mistake."

[bipolar-uriel.livejournal.com]

"Maths," Uriel said with absolute conviction, "is absolutely horrible. I can do adding and substracting, if there aren't too many digits involved. Anything else than that either gets me confused or others laughing at my attempts. And I don't even know what trigonometry is."

She frowned, then. "Gone up in the world?" she echoed. "What exactly do you mean?"

[tardis-lord.livejournal.com]

"I wish I didn't," said the Doctor, in a tone suggesting trigonometry is a truly torturous thing.

He shrugged. "I just mean that a few months ago I was on my own, moping in my TARDIS. And now I'm here." He smiled. "I know where I'd rather be."

[bipolar-uriel.livejournal.com]

Uriel giggled. "Let me guess. In TARDIS, away from all this insanity," she said, teasing him. Then, she ate another jelly baby.

"I hope you'll stay, though," she then said, smiling. And she did.

[tardis-lord.livejournal.com]

"Insanity's good," the Doctor said. "We're all a bit mad."

He smiled. "I think I shall. It's not easy to get rid of me!"