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What is the point of that?!

Obviously there is someone who seems to become bored rather easily.

That is a hideous crime to the noble game. The ball was perfectly fine without the gold and diamonds!

*pause and studies her* Romana?

Perhaps the person merely wanted to make a trophy of sorts?

[Hands held behind her back, both eyebrows raised.] Yes, Doctor?

That's nonsense, though. Why not a cup? Why ruin a cricket ball? *looks as if someone has defaced something sacred*

...Simply startled to see you.

There are plenty of other cricket balls, Doctor - one out of many. If it really bothers you so much perhaps you should stop looking at it?

So I've noticed. Have you been well?

But there could have been one more! *pouts, oh yes*

I've no current complaints. And yourself, Romana?

[Amused by the pouting.] You act as if your child, you know. It's only a ball.

It's quite all right.

Only a ball? It's a cricket ball. I once saved the world with a cricket ball, I have you know. *shifty eyes* And I am not acting like a child.

I am glad to hear it.

You're having a bit of a fit over a cricket ball. If that isn't child-like behavior then I must have misread the dictionary.

[ooc; Forgive the spelling in the last comment - my brain is a little frazzled for today. And she so does enjoy making teasing him in fun.]

It's not a fit. It's a moment of terror and revulsion. *shifty eyes* ...You seem like the sort to read the dictionary for fun.

ooc:| no problems at all! Five is used to it. ;) Also...ahem. Excuse the misjournal.

[Rolls her eyes, an amused smile tugging at her lips.]

[ooc; That's fine~. And I do live, really. Work has been bloody insane these past few days.]

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