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Star of #Vα΄ssα΄Κ. AU Aedan Brown. DW RP. Marvel RP. Ancotasidrunn. Doctor's eldest kid. Druid. Don't ask which face this is. Co-Ruler of the Garden.
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ago, that would have been a completely different situation, really. He would have been filled with so much anger, all aimed at her (and the Doctor second).
He shakes his head. "Not even Susan. Valerie turned up, though, but Valerie always turns up when I'm around. She's .... aggressively made me love her."
There's a fond smile around his lips as he talks about his baby sister. Had the Doctor met him a few regenerations +
It was a sore subject as a whole. Holidays such as these never brought any semblance of joy from the Time Lord. Not when his original family rarely kept in touch. Then again, he hadnβt made it easy . . .
But here stood one of them.
How amusing.
β β βA girl; Valerie.
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"I remember more than you might think."
He remembers their first meeting pretty well, mostly because out of anger, he's overanalyzed the entire interaction.
@UniverseJumping | Aedan and Glas have had a love-hate relationship their entire life, maybe that's why. She picked up on Aedan disliking him at one point and went 'hold my beer'.
"I'd love for you to stick around. And Valerie would love meeting you."
He deliberately ignored the question about his age, mostly because he wasn't quite sure. Not anymore, anyway.
"You don't have to give me any presents..."
"Oh, is it? Cool! How old are you? Um, what do you want for a gift? I bet I could... conjure something up. Hey, I can, uh, stay around a bit, if you want. Might be nice to properly meet Auntie Val. Y'know, now I can remember it."
"It was quite wonderful, yes."
None of his kids came to visit him, but he didn't expect that and instead spent some time with his baby sister.
"How about yours? Did any of your ... other kids stop by?" Any of his siblings, is what he means.
One brush of a palm atop the shipβs sleek surface & heβd found himself eased by his eternal companion. Perhaps it was possible to coexist with his spawnββ sonββ without any sort of tension. So, with a small nod, he perked up. Chest puffed up & coatβs colors at full saturation,
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"Not to me."
He puts both slices in a plate of their own, then hands one of them over to Valerie. He sits down next to her and gets ready to enjoy his own piece of the cake.
"Me being around is more of a curse than a gift."
She giggled β because she has made it /so/ clear that it doesn't matter if he wants her there, she's there.
That's what sisters are for in her eyes. Luckily, he seems to appreciate it.
Paula says nothing, for a moment. Low blow. Still, she smiles at her father, brushing golden strands of hair from her face.
"Celebrating, huh? So you two are getting along again? What *kind* of celebrating?"
She followed, sitting on one of his counters. She likes to be up high.
"I brought you a gift. It's not really a good one, I want to save those until Christmas."