#itsthebrigadier

Meddling in one's own timeline: something the Doctor constantly warned against, despite the amount of times they'd done so themselves -- and yet Kate couldn't help herself, given the opportunity.

She had known so little of what he did when she was a child. It wasn't safe, her mum once told her; and she'd witnessed it herself, before the birth of her first child, which had driven her further away from him.

It was late 1975 or so and she was dressed in a patterned vest, dark trousers, and matching loafers, at HQ to present herself as a transfer from another division.

"Can yours get any harder?" A beat. "It appears so."

"My name is Tsuki Kokuryuu, I accidentally...entered your HQ and felt bad about doing that so I came to turn myself in." She very nearly said teleported but she doubted he would believe that she was able to teleport about both at will and very much against her will.

[Overheard at a Party Meme from @itsthebrigadier.]

I'm not drunk! I just don't trust stairs. ------------

"Hmm ... I don't blame you in the least!" Thera looked down at the perfectly innocent carpeted stairs of the Green Man in Denham, tongue beginning to press into her cheek, "They look like disreputable sorts to me!"

Somewhere behind them laughter and the last round still flowed, a small celebration of Sergeant Benton's birthday being called to an end because the barkeep wanted to go home. Which meant that Thera now had to get a slightly squiffy Alastair safely down the stairs before any of his subordinates actually caught on that the Brig was squiffy. That wasn't, she suspected, something he'd appreciate being gossiped about back at HQ.

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"My, my!" the Doctor exclaimed, his cheeks splitting from ear to ear. "How could I forget?! A kiss from the Brigadier!"

He stood and dusted himself off, that daft grin still on his face, even as he knelt down to examine some of the crushed rocks.