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A young woman in a labcoat walks in, her nose buried in a medical textbook as she bites her thumb thoughtfully.
When the change in noise from where she's come from registers, however, she looks up. Eyes go wide.
"...Oh my God. Who the hell put a bar in the students' lounge?"
Welcome to Milliways, Miss Martha Jones.
[OOC: Martha is currently just pre-canon! She's completely free to tag by everyone and anyone, but all I ask is that nobody mention the Doctor to her, please.]
When the change in noise from where she's come from registers, however, she looks up. Eyes go wide.
"...Oh my God. Who the hell put a bar in the students' lounge?"
Welcome to Milliways, Miss Martha Jones.
[OOC: Martha is currently just pre-canon! She's completely free to tag by everyone and anyone, but all I ask is that nobody mention the Doctor to her, please.]
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The last time Albus introduced a new person, he wasn't even himself (Sodding Milliways), really.
"It's not the student lounge," says the young boy by the door with a butterbeer in his hand. "You're ... rather far from any sort of student lounge, really."
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... it might be worth pointing out that the girl in question is only sixteen and decidedly lab-coat free. Also, trying not to giggle, quite evidently.
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Which...she is. She might not wear dog-tags, but it's obvious what she is.
Even with a cast on her left lower leg.
[ooc: obviously, millitimed to AFTER Trudy is rescued from the jungle <.< ]
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Cal likes to greet newcomers anyway, and hasn't had a chance for awhile. When a newcomer is a gorgeous woman, it's a welcome bonus.
"Hi," he says with a friendly smile. "This your first time here?"
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Raven drops down beside her, head pre-tilted to an incredibly awkward angle.
It is a thing.
"Though person, I am thinking, is also a tricky thing."
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For the record he's REALLY hoping that this isn't what he thinks it is.
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Eyeing her dubiously.
"Someone really awesome?"
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