#nitro-9ace

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"A war? Then... Professor, you know I can fight! I woulda' fought! You know I would." Ace lifted up her baseball bat for effect. "I took down a Dalek with m'own bloody baseball bat! I coulda' fought whatever it was..." She frowned a little, looking around. "It's different. Is my room still 'ere?"

"No, you couldn't have-- and I wouldn't have wanted you to, Ace," he patted her shoulder genially and paused. "I'm not sure- all the bedrooms were deleted a while back. Some popped back up, but others were a bit dithering. You can have a look."

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"Yeah, catch up on things," Ace repeated, smiling up at him a little sadly. "I've missed you, Professor. You shoulda' known you couldn't keep me away for long."

The Doctor smiled, leading her into the TARDIS. "Wasn't trying to keep you away, Ace. There was a war. I was trying to keep you safe. So," he cleared his throat and gestured around, "what do you think of the new decor?"

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At that, Ace gave him a huge grin and bounded forward, throwing her arms around him in a huge hug, nearly knocking him over. "It is you! I knew you'd come back! I knew ya' would..." She finally released her hold on him after a few minutes and smoothed down her skirt, that familiar glint in her eye as bright as ever. "I knew you'd come back for me, Professor. I don't belong here. I know I don't. It's hell here... It's not home."

"Hey, hey," he stumbled backwards from the force of her hug and patted her back lightly, worried. "It's not that bad, is it? Come on, come inside, we'll have a cuppa and catch up on things. How's that sound?"

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"But..." Ace began, grip tightening on her back. "I don't buy it, not yet, at least. I've gotta test ya'." She bit her bottom lip, leaning on the bat, trying to think up a good question. An answer only he'd know... "When the TARDIS got painted! All those happy crazies, right off their heads painted it... What color was it?"

The Doctor's nose wrinkled with the memory, and he patted the side of the TARDIS. "Pink. Of all colours, why would you want to paint a police public call box pink? Let alone a police public call box that's actually a time machine."

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((It's okay!)) Ace smirked a little lopsided, a little confused by the man who stepped out of the blue box. "Professor...?" she said questioningly, circling 'round him. "You ain't the Professor! He's shorter, an' he's got a hat... An' an umbrella." She stared up at him, still brandishing her baseball bat. "Are you?"

"Figured the umbrella was a bit much to carry around," the Doctor said, straightening his bow tie, "so I've since traded it in for more portable accessories. Still enjoy the hats, though, but I wear them infrequently so they don't meet their inevitable demises."

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((Well I'll try sending this again!)) Ace sat on a bus bench in Perivale, backpack slung over her shoulder, baseball bat at her side. She was bored, frustrated... She hadn't wanted to go home. Finally, she looked up at the sky with a huff, pulling a canister of Nitro-9 from her backpack. "OI! PROFESSOR!" she shouted, lighting it and throwing it a good distance away and letting it explode. "Now I know you heard that, Professor'..."

(ooc: Worked this time! Sorry about that!)

He had heard it alright-- and in the next instant the TARDIS was materialising over the blast spot to put out any fires left over from the explosion. He stepped out with a non-humoured expression on his face, looking around before he found her. "You know, Ace, I have got a phone."

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-She tries to keep looking cross, but ends up smiling anyways when he taps her nose- I dunno what patience is, ya' know. Haven't ya' figured that out by now?

Oh, I've figured it out horribly so, but *grin* I still manage to ignore it. See how it works?

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-Laughs- What 'appened ta' the manners I remember? Not that I really care. -shrugs and rests her chin on her hands-

Um. *swallows* Lost them. Last reincarnation, I distinctly remember describing myself as 'rude and not ginger' which I think still applies. I should go look for them. Maybe I lost them in the sofa cushions.