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ace (pyro),
raven

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Ace is lying outside, enjoying the last of the sunlight. It seems her experiment the other day begged further study.

Why is Ace sleeping in the sun?

~~Because her mun is knackered and can't summon the mental energy to figure out what the heck's going on in the bar~~

Because it's nice. After a week of stress, this is just perfect.

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A shadow passes over her face, moving quickly. With a slight rush of air, Raven is settled beside her.

"Hello, Ace. I hope I find you well?"

She rouses from her doze and blinks owlishly at him.
"Bzyuh?" No, Ace isn't one of those lucky people who can go from asleep to alert in .00001 seconds. She's one of those people who really doesn't see the rush if no one's shooting at her.

"Izzghlfi?"

Raven had no idea Ace knew the language of Archon 13.

That earns more blinking, this time more confused and less sleepy.
"Huh?" She repeats. Yes, she thinks this is what she said the first time. Poor Ace.

"Ghjurflkz."

A pause.

"I'm sorry, I thought you spoke Archonese."

She stares at him.
"Are you very, very sure you've never travelled around to different times and planets in a timeship that persisted in looking like a blue policebox? Ever? 'Cause if not, I'd swear you were the Doctor's long-lost twin or sommat."

He considers.

"The space-time continuum is not linear for me, it's true. But I've never travelled in a box. And I don't think I had a mother."

He grins.

"Given your affection for the man, I"ll take that as a compliment."

"Yeah..." She's still eyeing him. "It's just... very much like sommat he would say." She's trying very hard not to let on how much she misses him, right now. It's easy to deal with it, most of the time, but if Raven had said that with a slight Scottish accent, she probably would have glomped him before she woke up enough to realize he wasn't the Doctor. Freaky.

He touches her shoulder and squeezes, very lightly.

"You'll see him again, I think. Sometime."

She grins up at him.
"Yeah. Hope so. 'Course, when I do, I'm going to chew him out royally first. He's been gone too long for me not to."

"He deserves it, certainly."

Raven nods. He would like to see it.

The whole bar is going to get to see it, since she's been here over half a year with no word, other than her own brief jaunt back.

"Oh, he always deserves it. Some days more than others. That's why he needs companions - we're not afraid of him, so we can ream him if needed. And watch his back. The man has absolutely no sense of impending doom."

"It is difficult to ride herd on such beings as that."

Oh, Raven's expression is so very innocent. Oh, the irony.

She just looks at him, a tad bit blankly. She's seen that expression before, and she doesn't believe it now any more than she did then.

Raven snorts.

"From your stories, you are a fair one to talk, Ace."

He pauses, reflectively.

"And I am not in a position to throw such stones."

He grins, a tad ruefully.

At that, she laughs.
"A fair hit. Damn, and here I thought I was being all mysterious." She grins sunnily up at him.

"To some, perhaps."

He returns her smile.

"It is difficult to hide, from Raven."

"Though not impossible."

"No?" Ace looks intensely interested. She's never been one to turn down a challenge. Ask Q.
"You do know that now I'll have to endeavor to hide sommat from you. Just to see if I can."

Raven also loves a challenge.

"I look forward to it. I like knowing there are things left to learn."

But Ace is busy working out difficulties.
"How will you know if I'm hiding sommat, unti you find it? But if you don't find it, you'll never know."

He tilts his head.

Consistency, of a sort, was never his strong point.

"I trust in your ingenuity."

"That's not very helpful." She complains, wrinkling her nose at him.

Raven considers, again.

"When you've hidden something from me for a week, let me know."

"That is a long time, for such things."

Ace goes for a little more clarification.
"So it can be anything?" She asks, grinning. She's already trying to think up possibilities.

"Anything secret, yes."

"Wicked." She beams. She fully intends on winning this challenge.

Raven grins, too. "Indeed"

He loves games, especially ones he can lose.

Those ar the only good kind to play. Gets boring, otherwise.
"You're going down, you know. Just warning you so it won't be a shock."

Raven smiles, but his nod is grave.

"As I said, I have the utmost confidence in your ingenuity."

"You should. I've baffled Time Lords. Not always on purpose, but still." Half of her ideas are nixed outright for breaking bar rules.

"Though I do not know Timelords, at least not those you mean, consider me impressed."

"The Doctor is a Time Lord. Romana's one too, she's in the bar sometimes. Right now, she's... a bit taller than me, dark eyes, blonde hair. Likes hats." She hopes Romana sticks to this version for a while. Poor Ray doesn't need that trouble.

Raven grins.

"Will I enjoy speaking with her, do you think?"

She goes back to beaming.
"I'd love to see if you can get her to think you're the Doctor. That'd be an interesting reaction." Ace feels no need to protect any Time Lord except the one.

Raven laughs.

"I shall put it on my list, then."

"Are there any things I should be certain to do, in front of her?"

She thinks.
"Little things. Mention missing K-9. Say something about how glad you are that you have better hair this time... or a better nose, or whatever. He's always so sure he's better looking in his current regeneration. Mmm... hee. Offer her a jellybaby."

Raven takes careful mental notes.

"What is a jellybaby?"

She's gone back to blinking.
"Oh, you poor poor god-thing." She tsks as she begins digging about in her pockets. Two stones come out, neither terribly interesting except one's got a pretty red vein running through it and one's sparkly. A train stub for 1943. A few spare wires she had stuffed in there at one point. Her UNIT ID card. Another UNIT ID card, this one with a different, older picture. A small purple crab that hurridly gets stuffed back in her pocket.

Finally, a white crinkly paper bag. She offers it to Raven.
"Jellybabies. S'a candy."

Raven watches Ace clear her pockets, and grins.

She is truly a kindred spirit.

He takes the jellybabies, and tries one.

His face is almost as blissful as when he speaks of flying.

"Can I have more?"

"Have the bag. I can always get more from Bar, she always brings out the best stuff." She grins. There's a reason the Doctor used to give those to everyone. It's like a sugar tension defuser.

That, or it confuses the hell out of the bad guy, having your arch-enemy wander over and offer a bag of sweets.

"Thank you."

His voice is almost reverent, and he pockets the candy.

"Are there other exciting things happening in your life, of late?"

"Not terribly." Ace has not been exposed to the doom that is bar yet, poor thing. "I think I could used to a non-exciting life." She pauses, rethinking her answer. "For a few days, anyway."

"Such would be a good thing, I think."

He grins.

"In the efforts of fostering such, I think I shall leave you, now. Trouble often follows Raven."

He pauses. "Or perhaps it is the reverse."

"Definitely the reverse. You know it'd be boring otherwise." She replies with a lazy grin. She intends to stay out here until there isn't any more sunshine to soak up.
"Catch ya later, Raven."

Raven tosses her a last, impudent grin, and goes inside.

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