"Uh, d'you mind? I'm kinda studying here..."

         ⚜ Maybe it's just the blue of the out of place building that brought Sephiel to want to touch it, but the feel of wood under her fingers is justification enough. It's nice, anyway, and it hasn't splintered once. Hearing footsteps behind her she turns, hand on the door, eyes wide. "Sorry!" She hadn't actually done anything, even if the box was in an oddly remote location. Who'd build it down an alley? "'S this yours?"

"Y- you do?" Surprise sounded in the maid's voice as she heard these words. "Thank you, sir." Not really used to hearing compliments, she blushed, curtseying, and sent a small smile to the stranger "I- e- excuse me, but I don't believe we've met before."

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The Doctor must have been stupid if she hadn't heard the rumours by now. He had been quiet, way too quiet, but angry too and bitter. She  gathered what little things she may have had and strapped the vortex manipulator to her arm punching in the co-ordinates only to be whizzed off and reappearing in the Tardis. He seemed to her sitting on the step, his back turned to her and she let go of her suitcase, it causing a thud to get his attention; once she had it she crossed her arm against her chest. "So this  is what you've been doing eh?" She asked him, "Sitting around moping and feeling sorry for yourself?" She went to turn off the Tardis telephone and  checked where about in space they seemed to be hovering, making sure they were safe before, turning off whatever else that could send him a message. "It ends, now." She commanded more than asked "Get up" she told him, "Were making  Dinner" She told him pointing  down the corridor that lead to the kitchen.

Sorry about that honey!

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With her usual kind nature, the girl with the long pink hair smiled warmly and respectfully bowed toward her new guests. "Hello, my name is Selenia Valle. It's a pleasure to meet you! How may I be of service?"