damned_institute | Day 34: Lunch

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Day 34: Lunch

Yuffie bounced all the way through collecting her lunch, all the way to a good seat- one with a nice view of the whole cafeteria, which was something she'd been missing out on during the past day or so that she'd been stuck in the Institute- and hell, she even bounced into her seat.

A good mood? No, really?

Despite the occasional blip, talking to Sagara had been awesome. He was a fun guy; he wasn't a prude, didn't have a stick shoved so far up his ass it was poking out his eyeballs, and he'd actually had a conversation with her. One that hadn't revolved around doom, gloom or how much life sucked. If she could find other people like that and keep in touch with Sagara, maybe there was a little hope for this place.

After a quick gulp of pink lemonade, Yuffie settled to munching through her food and keeping an eye on the door.

[Waiting for Dean, I think? :x]

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"Little blue box? Of course I'm that Rose! Is the Doctor here?" She looked around the room to see if she could see him, but a lot of people had come in since she'd sat down, too many to pick out one particular person.

"How'd he get here? Did he find the TARDIS again?" she demanded excitedly. Now that her hopes had been confirmed, she knew she was probably coming off as a schoolgirl with a crush, but she couldn't help it if she was excited to see him again after almost an hour of thinking he might be dead.

"Hang on, how do you know him?" She'd sort of vaguely assumed Donna had been one of those women the Doctor had picked up and dumped before meeting her, but if Donna knew Rose's name and would meet her in Donna's past/Rose's future, that didn't quite sound like a Sarah Jane situation.

"Yup, as here as I am," she admitted since she really didn't know the situation. It could have been cyberspace or something else, but she was pretty convinced that she and the Doctor were both here in some sense.

More questions came her way and had her rolling her eyes, "How many times can that man lose a bloody blue phone box?" she sighed, exasperated, then looked back at Rose, "Lost it again. Probably not the same loss you're talking about, but it's not in a place he knows. Could be anywhere." Right along with her wardrobe.

She folded her arms on the table and leaned over once again. "He ruined my wedding." For the better with how Lance had turned out, but still, a woman abducted from the altar was allowed to remain bitter over some things.

Rose laughed at the reminder of how many times the Doctor seemed to lose the TARDIS. "You'd think it wouldn't be so hard, especially the places he parks it! This last time I thought it was gone for good, though. Fell into a canyon."

So he'd found it and misplaced it again, had he? Oh well. Even without the TARDIS, he was still the Doctor, and as she'd said just a few hours back, stuck with him wasn't so bad. All her moroseness was fading away at the thought of being reunited with him.

"Crashed your wedding?" Her eyes widened at that. "What'd he do, park the TARDIS on the altar?" She really, really wouldn't put it past him.

"Way you put it, sounds like he tries to lose it," Donna huffed. Really, did he think it was more fun that way or something? Probably.

She snerked at the suggestion. "If he'd a done that, then believe me, there wouldnt' be a Doctor for you to find. But yeah, there I was, half-way down the aisle when this Huon energy stuff starts glowing and teleports me into that spaceship. I was gunna murder him! Although it really wasn't his fault, and the guy I was marrying didn't love me..." she trailed off, then picked up again, "But still, he had something to do with it. He always does, I'm convinced."

"Yeah, he usually does," Rose agreed. It sounded like a rather sad story, Donna's would-be husband not loving her. She probably didn't want to talk about it, and Rose had a few pressing questions anyway.

"So how d'you know my name?" she asked, eating a few crisps. "If I wouldn't tell it to you the last time we met, where'd you learn it from?"

"Just a trouble-maker. Like a three-year old..."

After another sigh, Donna remembered back to when the Doctor had mentioned Rose the first time. He hadn't been too happy, and he hadn't given many details, but he'd said enough for Donna to have inferred. Gone but still alive. Must have had a falling out. Or something weird dealing with aliens. She didn't know. She could tell what she did though. "Well, there was this jacket on the TARDIS, and after getting zapped there, I naturally thought I'd been kidnapped and that it belonged to someone other woman he'd kidnapped. He said it belonged to someone he'd lost. Didn't give the name, but after he drained the Thames into the center of the Earth and took me home, I asked, and he said Rose."

She paused in consideration about the parallel world, then decided that it would need explained as to how they'd met. "Little bit after we'd been traveling, I ran across you in a parallel world that I'd accidentally created. Wouldn't give me your name, but you said you knew the Doctor, and then you helped me to get things back to... well, not normal - this place isn't normal by a long shot - but probably a few worlds back from where things should have fixed to.

Looking at the food, she ignored the crisps and ate the other stuff that wouldn't make her quite as fat. "But don't tell him I told you that. He'd get all mad about me being from further ahead and knowing what's in store for those next places he takes me. Spoilers, he says. Wouldn't even let me read a book after taking me to a future Library."

"Spoilers..." Rose repeated quietly.

So Donna wasn't from the Doctor's past - she was from his future. "But I was gonna be with him forever..."

And what did Donna mean, about the parallel world? Had Rose created this place? She didn't have the know-how to do that. At least, not now she didn't. Maybe after the Doctor 'lost' her, she... What did that mean, 'lost?' He'd sworn he wouldn't leave her. He'd told her he wouldn't do what he'd done to Sarah Jane.

Donna heard the small bit of hurt in the younger girl's tone and after pausing a moment at it, reached over and touched a hand at Rose's arm. "Hey, don't say it like that. I might not have met you, but that doesn't and you didn't have your forever with him, right? I mean, he's a time traveler. Could have a whole lifetime with you a few times over if he wanted to, right?"

She didn't have any idea just what had gone on before she'd met him, but that made sense, didn't it?

"Yeah, maybe," Rose agreed. She smiled at Donna, grateful for the comfort. If that's the case, though, why'd my jacket get left behind? And what does 'lost' mean? But she didn't say that out loud. Donna didn't seem to know what had happened, and there was no point in dragging the conversation down just because Rose was worried about something that wouldn't happen for who knew how long.

"So you travel with him after me, yeah?" she asked calmly, trying to keep the surge of jealousy she felt in check. "He still... look the same? Skinny, nice hair, always wears pinstripes?" She put that as vaguely as possible - Donna might not know about regeneration. "Still bangs bits of the TARDIS with a hammer to keep it running?"

Donna pouted a bit, but nodded to try and make it better. "Yeah probably. Wish I knew, but he says so much and yet nothing at all."

She hadn't meant to make her feel bad, so when she was curious, Donna was happy to provide some answers. If he was the same, then it wasn't so much a spoiler, right? "Skinny as a rat," she nodded. Maybe the Doctor had looked different cuz he'd been younger. Or maybe older, there were aways a lot of factors with him. Some weirder than others. As for the TARDIS. "Talks to it too, like it's a pet," Donna snickered, "Let me try to fly it once. Did... pretty well. I think."

Skinny as a rat? Rose laughed out loud at that, not only because it was something she'd never heard or thought before, but because it was really novel to come across someone who didn't seem to be attracted to him.

"Better than me, then," she responded to the comment about the TARDIS. "I never got to fly it, 'cept for pulling the odd lever. Although..." No, psychically communicating with it and letting it inside her brain didn't really count as 'flying' it.

"But you're taking good care of him, yeah? After I... leave." She smiled kindly at Donna. If she couldn't be with the Doctor, at least he'd found someone. Someone who treated him a bit like a disorderly little brother, from the sound of it. "I'm glad he's not on his own."

"Well I didn't take it anywhere, just kind of got it stable... but that was because we had to stop some Mr. Potato Heads from trying to suffocate the Earth..." Donna trailed off as well, apparently a common thing for anyone who'd traveled with the Doctor if Rose was any indication. Things just didn't have to make sense sometimes, especially when it came to that man.

"Care of him? It's like I'm his bloody babysitter!" she sneered, looking away for a moment to cool off before turning her head back, "But I guess. Yeah," she nodded, "But it's more like we take care of each other, you now? But not... you know... not like that. Never like that. Never ever." Through all of that denial, Donna's hand was firmly held up to prove a point. Her and that skinny little spaceman? Please! "I'd rather be with an actual rat!"

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