#thatdoctor

[undeadengineer]

+that--doctor

"Hello, sir. When did you get here?"

[freelanceengineer]

[alone and drunk] "Wh... Oh Hell" there's a grumble from Nemo as he stumbles across the Englishman, wobbling and positively reeking of booze to the point Nemo could smell his at thirty paces. And he knows, he just knows something's going to go wrong if Jude's allowed to stumble about in the dark especially around here. With as much dismay as there is water in the Loch, he hefts the programmer onto his shoulders, relying completely on his drunken directions to get him back to his flat.

"Whoa ther… Jock." He slurs as he is picked up, still not knowing the man’s name. He manages to mumble out his address as best as he can remember, not completely knowing where he is or which direction he had gone to get there. After what felt like forever bent in half over the Scotsman’s shoulder shoulder, he is finally stood on his feet in front of his flat. He stumbles backwards and into the wall as soon as Nemo lets go of him and he giggles. "Whoa… werlds spinnin." He looks up at Nemo. "Thankss Jock." He slurs. "You know, you arent half bad… Best Jock I’ve met." He smiles drunkenly. "Too bad you hate me other otherwise we could be friends." 

[freelanceengineer]

Welp. Figured out Jude and Nemo's song~

[ingenieurinventif]

Noooote

A NOTE FROM THE ENGINEER — Mikas C. Lovekyn; Walter Robotics

Nemo is the first engineer I’ve met outside of my own verse.  I do love having him around.  We can mutually fawn over projects or just generally be ecstatic about the fact that we’ve got someone who won’t give us that look about not understanding a word we’ve said and kindly ask us to say it in English.  He’s a very brilliant mind and his verse is more than lucky to have him.  …did I mention how attractive he is and that I’m a sucker for when he breeches into slang?

[ingenieurinventif]

"Oi, Mikas? Ya home, boy-o?"

He’s tucked away in bed, reading a book – pillows fluffed and a tray of food on his side.  It’s obvious it’s been eaten.  He glances up at the voice.  “In here, Nemo.”

[ingenieurinventif]

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[ingenieurinventif]

"Oh my God /shut up/, I'm gonna bloody smack you"

Mikas gives a fond roll of his eyes at the other engineer.  He never admitted it, but he did so love to hear Nemo slip into slang every now and again.  Pinning the other just slightly against the door of the TARDIS, he presses a soft and sound kiss to Nemo’s lips, a hand coming up to cup his cheek.