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bluesuit_handy) wrote2009-03-06 11:15 pm
bluesuit_handy) wrote2009-03-06 11:15 pm
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Who: Handy and Rose
Where: Hallway/Banquet Hall
When: Evening, after Handy's chat with Jack, and after he meets Temperance Brennan; also after Rose's conversation with Jack.
Summary: Troubled by what Jack said about Rose avoiding the Doctor and about her being from "after" Handy, said Handy decides to seek her out.
Handy left the library sometime in the late afternoon to take up wandering through the hallways of the hotel. He wasn't entirely sure whether or not he was looking for Rose - he both desperately wanted to talk to her after what Jack had told him and, at the same time (though he would never admit it to himself) he was at least a little bit afraid at what her reaction might be to seeing him again (not to mention that, as obvious as it was from what Jack had said, he didn't want to confirm the fact of his own death). He couldn't remember a time as the Doctor when he'd been so shy about anything, but then he wasn't really the Doctor. Not completely. A few speech patterns hadn't been the only thing he had inherited from Donna. For all that she was so brash and loud and brave on the outside, she (and thus Handy) didn't have that old self-assurance that had gotten the Doctor through so much of his life. They were both good at pretending, though, even to themselves, so Handy told himself that he hadn't immediately sought Rose out when he discovered her presence because he'd wanted to spend some time exploring by himself, not because he was afraid that the person on whom he'd come to rely for stability in his thus far very short life would turn him away.
It was good that he'd managed to convince himself of that, or else he might have turned right back around and gone back to hide in his room when he turned a corner and spotted her.
Where: Hallway/Banquet Hall
When: Evening, after Handy's chat with Jack, and after he meets Temperance Brennan; also after Rose's conversation with Jack.
Summary: Troubled by what Jack said about Rose avoiding the Doctor and about her being from "after" Handy, said Handy decides to seek her out.
Handy left the library sometime in the late afternoon to take up wandering through the hallways of the hotel. He wasn't entirely sure whether or not he was looking for Rose - he both desperately wanted to talk to her after what Jack had told him and, at the same time (though he would never admit it to himself) he was at least a little bit afraid at what her reaction might be to seeing him again (not to mention that, as obvious as it was from what Jack had said, he didn't want to confirm the fact of his own death). He couldn't remember a time as the Doctor when he'd been so shy about anything, but then he wasn't really the Doctor. Not completely. A few speech patterns hadn't been the only thing he had inherited from Donna. For all that she was so brash and loud and brave on the outside, she (and thus Handy) didn't have that old self-assurance that had gotten the Doctor through so much of his life. They were both good at pretending, though, even to themselves, so Handy told himself that he hadn't immediately sought Rose out when he discovered her presence because he'd wanted to spend some time exploring by himself, not because he was afraid that the person on whom he'd come to rely for stability in his thus far very short life would turn him away.
It was good that he'd managed to convince himself of that, or else he might have turned right back around and gone back to hide in his room when he turned a corner and spotted her.
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And then the high from the memory began to dissipate, leaving her again with the shadow of what was before her. It was definitely like someone had physically popped a bubble within her, that happiness leaking out until she was running on empty again. She looked down at her plate, playing with her chips more than eating them, a sure sign of Rose Tyler distress.
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"I know I'm not what you want," he said softly, his thumb rubbing her knuckles. The knowledge was bittersweet - for once he knew that she really didn't want the original Doctor in his place, but now he felt like he was competing with his own human self from the future. "Not yet. But we're both here now, and that has to be something."
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"I don't expect you to be that person," she told him quietly, meeting his gaze as her heart began to pound in her ears. "'s just... 's been a long year, is all. Seeing you again... any you, 's like some weird dream I don't know if I want to wake up from."
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"I don't know what I'll be like in the future," he admitted, "but I know that unless I become a real git in the next four years, I'd want you to be happy. No, scratch that -" he gave her a little smile. "I'd want you to be fantastic."
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She didn't add that that was when he'd proposed to her. She couldn't bear to tell him that the story continued with his frantic ramblings about not wanting to see time and space for the rest of his life without her, and her mum putting just the right barrage balloon sized hints into his head every time they'd visited for the past six months. He'd finally caved and started to actually listen; he'd blamed it on the Donna part of him.
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He looked down at their hands, a gentle smile coming to his face. "It's true, though," he said. "Must be doubly true if I've said it twice."