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bluesuit_handy ([personal profile] 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.

[identity profile] the-blaidd-drwg.livejournal.com 2009-03-07 10:53 am (UTC)(link)
His words were like a knife in her chest, twisting itself deep into the truth behind the words, the truth she refused to reveal to him. What good would it do? He'd worry about it and apologize and it would be of no benefit to anyone. It was so much better to lie... Perhaps she'd learned that from him as well.

"What does it matter to you?" she asked him with vehemence, nearly demanding an answer of him. "That person that leaves me isn't this you, it's the you you become. You can't change it, and it probably won't even happen to you now that you're here, and even if it does, you won't know any differently if you ever leave this place." She was rambling, more emotion seeping into her voice as the words spouted from her mouth. She was in pain and all he was doing was making it worse.

[identity profile] the-blaidd-drwg.livejournal.com 2009-03-07 08:49 pm (UTC)(link)
His words really were killing her. How had she ever hoped to avoid this? She'd thought about it, too, had a plan for when she met the other him... but she'd never counted on her him ending up here. And suddenly everything in the past long year of her life was pressing in on her and it was all she could do to not fall over right then and there.

"Why are you doing this to me?" she whispered, her face crumbling before she could turn away. "You're so sure you know what's gonna happen, so why are you ASKING ME for the BLOODY DETAILS?!" Her voice had risen steadily until she was nearly screaming at him. Was he still so very dense that he couldn't see past himself? She'd remembered how self-centered they'd both been at the beginning, but had it really been this bad?

[identity profile] the-blaidd-drwg.livejournal.com 2009-03-07 10:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Rose covered her face with her hands and took long, deep breaths, trying to calm down enough to help him. Because despite the agonizing emotional pain she was, all she really wanted was to make everything okay for him again. It was what she had always done, cared more about him than herself. It was the only way she knew how to live.

"Four years is a long time for humans," she told him quietly as her hands fell and she wrapped her arms around her stomach. "'s even longer when you have a TARDIS."