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The Doctor folded his arms as he watched Rose, smiling at her turn of phrase. "She does have a certain poetry."

Jack stood at the Doctor's side. "If you're a Telarian dockworker."

"Left to their own devices, most species will learn a language from the gutter up." Rose unleashed another stream of invective. "Now I wonder where she picked that lot up from? We haven't been anywhere near Petrov 4."

Jack shook his head and went to give Rose a hand, quickly twisting the tent into position before it ate Rose again.

"Was never any good with deck chairs, either."


dw100challenge #161: poetry
Tags: doctor who, fan fiction, fiction, jack harkness, ninth doctor, rose tyler

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