Guidance, so there.

[trulydeath.livejournal.com]

*Death is In.

Her door is open.

There are cookies and tea, and comfy chairs.*

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[trulydeath.livejournal.com]

I'm sure you can, my dear.

*The smile now relies a knowing hint.*

More tea, Ash?

[names-ash.livejournal.com]

Naw, I'm good.

::grabs a cookie::

So, how 'bout you, Doc?

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

Oh, Death and I have known each other for quite a long time. [long gulp] We met quite a while ago--eight centuries or so?

[names-ash.livejournal.com]

Centuries, huh? You do that whole time-travel thing too? ::nibbles on cookie::

I know I did. Met King Arthur and everything. ::nibble::

[trulydeath.livejournal.com]

*Death actually giggles a little.*

Does he ever.

And I don't think he was a king yet, just a lord. After all, the histories of the area state some pretty strange things.

[names-ash.livejournal.com]

::shrug::

Whatever you say, baby. I'm not big on the history books.

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

'Do I time travel?' Probably the understatement of the year...

History is...overrated.

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

Paige smiles briefly at The Doctor as she walks in

[trulydeath.livejournal.com]

And, as it were, often wrong.

After all, you should both be mentioned in history books at least once or twice, yet I don't think either has happened.

[names-ash.livejournal.com]

I made it into one book... ::grumble::

So, baby, glad to see you're fine and dandy, and nice to see you, Doc... but I got a promise to keep. See you losers later. ::laughs, stands, and leaves::