I laugh at his jokes
but they're hardly ever funny.
escapefromthelake and serpenteselvatico started following you
Have I become and magnet for the Supernatural?
I’m not doubting your abilities darling, but don’t want you shorting out again, might be harder to get you up and running if you do. I’ve learned over the years to give you privacy, you nearly stabbed an eye out last time.I would be pleased with you if you didn’t get me up and running again. It was just a simple short, only a short period of time. No big deal… I hope. I should do a diagnostic… [She tilts her head to the side, smiling fondly about the event] Ah yes I was particularly frustrated with the biotransfusers… Tricky business. [She beams] I’m a good shot.
Aw Darling, you make it sound like I’m hopeless at repairs, I’m perfectly fine at making sure you don’t start trying to kill everyone inside. Alright, alright, might as well run a diagnostic just in case. [He sighs and rolls his eyes, but smiles crookedly at her] Which you wouldn’t have been if you’d let me help, but I will give you that you’re a hell’va shot, I think I still have the scar from it.
No Timelord knows exactly what the ship needs. Ever. Even if they talk… [She crosses her arms] I do have my murderous days, but I like Riley too much so it’d just be you going down with the figurative ship. [She returns his grin with a smug smirk of her own] I figured it out… [She chuckles] Scars are good. Make you look tough
No, but doesn’t mean I can’t help from time to time, you know that darling. [He grins at her wolfishly to try and get her to smile] Of course you do Darling, which is why I’m often off gallivanting with Riley on those days, even if you do like her more. [He smiles crookedly and loosely crosses his arms] I can see that, we are talking after all. Aw, I don’t look ‘tough’ already?
[She swallows down a smile, not wanting to give him what he wants, turns abruptly and moves away from him like she intends on doing something else, though really has nothing to do] Gallivanting, such a good word… [She drums her fingers on the console] No you’re a bit twiggy and clean. [She wiggles her fingers at him]
suchawolf, russianfatherpyro, and foreverthehero started following you
Hello mortals.
I am hardly a mortal.
Oh…ah I see now. Michael Archangel, my mistake. Your timeline is so…fuzzy.
Still. Relatively mortal compared to me I’m afraid. Angels. Balls of ‘supernatural’ energy inside ‘vessels’. Possession, merely the dominance of a life force. You’re still made of stuff that I can see and I can take apart.
(via thiskingdomcome)
I’m not doubting your abilities darling, but don’t want you shorting out again, might be harder to get you up and running if you do. I’ve learned over the years to give you privacy, you nearly stabbed an eye out last time.I would be pleased with you if you didn’t get me up and running again. It was just a simple short, only a short period of time. No big deal… I hope. I should do a diagnostic… [She tilts her head to the side, smiling fondly about the event] Ah yes I was particularly frustrated with the biotransfusers… Tricky business. [She beams] I’m a good shot.
Aw Darling, you make it sound like I’m hopeless at repairs, I’m perfectly fine at making sure you don’t start trying to kill everyone inside. Alright, alright, might as well run a diagnostic just in case. [He sighs and rolls his eyes, but smiles crookedly at her] Which you wouldn’t have been if you’d let me help, but I will give you that you’re a hell’va shot, I think I still have the scar from it.
No Timelord knows exactly what the ship needs. Ever. Even if they talk… [She crosses her arms] I do have my murderous days, but I like Riley too much so it’d just be you going down with the figurative ship. [She returns his grin with a smug smirk of her own] I figured it out… [She chuckles] Scars are good. Make you look tough
(Source: missalicebrightside)
I’m not doubting your abilities darling, but don’t want you shorting out again, might be harder to get you up and running if you do. I’ve learned over the years to give you privacy, you nearly stabbed an eye out last time.
I would be pleased with you if you didn’t get me up and running again. It was just a simple short, only a short period of time. No big deal… I hope. I should do a diagnostic… [She tilts her head to the side, smiling fondly about the event] Ah yes I was particularly frustrated with the biotransfusers… Tricky business. [She beams] I’m a good shot.
Darling, you didn’t feel the need to have me help?
I am perfectly capable of doing my own repairs. It wasn’t supposed to be complex. Might have, on accident, shorted myself out. But you didn’t bother to check why I was so quiet.
