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Who: River Song, Captain Jack Harkness, Martha Jones, Sarah Jane Smith
What: Stealing the TARDIS and going adventuring.
When: Sunday 11/19
Where: Next stop everywhere.
Warnings: Probably flirting. It is River and Jack after all.

River Song had had enough of being denied her other mother. She had asked nicely and the Doctor had refused and she had accepted that for the three months that it had been. But now she was outed to the world as a weapon, her father had disappeared to when River wasn't going to be able to see him again, and she hated being in one time and place just as much as her husbands did, if not more. So, River waited until the Doctor and Rose weren't going to be at the TARDIS, and she used her key to break in. Was it breaking in when one had a key? Honestly, it didn't matter because River had stolen the TARDIS (and she had allowed herself to be stolen) more times than River herself could count.

So, when she entered into the coral console room, River just smiled beatifically at feeling the warm rush of welcome that she always did. "Hello mother." The words were spoken aloud, and River traced her long fingers across the metal that led to the actual console, and stroked her in much the same way that the Doctor did. "Yes, I know. I've missed you too." And River meant it; she always meant it. When she was this close to the TARDIS but denied it, it was almost like missing a piece of herself. The TARDIS had told her when she was just starting out as River that she was the child of the TARDIS, a missing piece that the box would be denied now that Gallifrey was time locked somewhere else.

Despite the consoles that River had used before being different there wasn't a TARDIS that River couldn't fly, especially not with the TARDIS herself humming directions in River's ears. So she set the location setting to random, and then she pulled back the lever. "Alright, mum, where shall we go today?"

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She didn't spend much time within the TARDIS, but she tried to stop by at least once a week. Her key still worked, so she was going to take full advantage of it. Especially when things seemed so empty. She could almost close her eyes an pretend that there were the smell of ginger and the sound of wool dragging on the floor.

Then there was brass and she would chuckle and pat the nearest wall before going down the next bit of hallway. A part that was familiar. She grinned and started towards the wardrobe when the familiar tilt happened.

"Oh no, not again. Wait!" She started towards the console room, skidding to a stop when she saw someone slightly unfamiliar at the controls, "Oh I thought. Well clearly you're not him but I thought it was empty."

River just smiled and inclined her head to the other woman for a moment before she paused and just let the TARDIS spin for a moment. Well, not spin so much as not exactly land. But she moved to the other woman and offered her a hand. "No, definitely not him, I'm afraid. But also very much a friend. Well, depending on which of them you ask I suppose." Her voice is light and teasing, because if she asked Skinny... Well, Skinny wouldn't know and if she asked Bowtie or Gray, well they might tell her that she was his wife. Depending.

"I'm Professor River Song. I didn't get a chance to meet you on the TARDIS when the Doctor scooped us all up, but I've heard an awful lot about you. Followed your career even." Of course, River meant the career that she would have once the other woman became a reporter and of course took on saving the world full time as well. Someone needed to look after Earth, and not that Jack didn't do a bang up job of it, but sometimes there were other things that needed doing.

"And you needn't worry, I promise I can fly her better than he can. I've had a much better teacher." Which of course was the TARDIS herself, but that wasn't something that River was going to explain because spoilers.

Sarah smiles and walks over, "Oh well of course you're a friend. She wouldn't let you in if you weren't." Something about imprints and biological locks. "Things were a bit confused then, I can't remember when there were so many people on board. Usually it was just The Doctor, Harry and me. Then Harry stayed back, and well!"

As for her career, well, there wasn't much of one just yet. But she does smile at the mention of flying better, "I'm fairly sure any one can fly better than he can. You ever drive in a car with him? Just as bad you know." Now that the movements are more stable, she crosses next to River and holds out her hand, "Sarah Jane Smith, it's good to meet you, Professor."

Jack popped his head into the console room the second he feels the ship start up. He can hear her happy song in his head and he enters the room proper and with a wicked grin. "Oh you naughty girls," he says happily, "where are we headed then."

He leans over the console sleeves rolled up as he does his best to read the stream of information on the monitor. "Please tell me we are about to go break some hearts. I have been aching to break some hearts."

"I've never had the pleasure. Seen him ride a horse though. You can imagine how that went." There was a rather fond smile on her face at that, even though it was something that had happened in the middle of something terrible. That was just something that River did: found the moments of the wonderful in the moments of the bad because when you're married to the Doctor, then it's something that you have to do.

She took Sarah Jane's hand with a smile, and gave it a good shake. "Please, just call me River. Everyone else does. Unless of course you decide to take one of my classes at the university." Then there's a broader grin. "They may not be as fun as his, but they're still quite good nonetheless. I've never had any complaints." Which was true, because normally when she decided to teach, people filled up her classes and she was a bit of a star. It was harder when the Doctor was around, however. Especially when he normally lectured on basically whatever the hell he wants.

"Of on an adventure of some sort, of course." River just grinned at Jack for a moment before she stroked the TARDIS again. "I am always up for breaking a few hearts, as I'm certain you've heard." Because Professor River Song was Professor River Song after all, and she had a certain trademark brand that she needed to stay on. And the hearts would of course be broken because all of them had enough going on back home without thinking about adding someone else into the mix.

"Where do you think we could find the most hearts to break, dear?" Because clearly, they were setting a course for there, without any if, ands or buts about it.

Well, maybe a few butts.

"Well if it is adventures you want I could think of a few planets," Jack muses thoughtfully, "depends on how adventurous you want to get though." He scans the monitor again. "so adventure, rebellion and maybe liberating artifacts. Where would you like to start?"

Sarah leaned carefully against the console, knowing where she could rest without bothering the TARDIS too much. She was picturing The Doctor on a horse (few more curls of course) and she could only snicker. "I've only seen it once but, I can't remember it too clearly." Light possession was always aggravating.

"You work at the university then? Maybe I will call you Professor here and there. But just for friends sake of course."

Oh, Jack, you forget who you're talking to. So River just gives him an enigmatic smile, and her eyes are sparkling as she does it. "Well, of course the idea is to get as adventurous as hell, don't you think? I'm thinking we should combine the three, and of course broken hearts are sure to follow. We wouldn't be us if they didn't." Because of course they were two of the most flirty people in the universe. How could they not?

"Yes, I teach archaeology. And yes, of course I've gotten all the jokes from him about it." River just grinned at that, because well she'd heard them all at this point and she had just added it to their banter. He kept score through museums, so she kept museums supplied. And if she needed to add a bit of graffiti to it? Well, sometimes things just cried out to be a message delivery system.

"You can call me whatever you like, darling." River stop flirting with your husbands companions.

"So he still goes on about that? Really. Guess age really is just a number." But at least it was one other thing that helped to remind her that, despite the rather young look of two faces, it was still the Doctor.

"Sarah works just fine with me, and I'll go with River." She wrinkled her nose, "Professor makes me think grey hair and spectacles." While it isn't hesitating, she does dawdle a bit on asking. She's not sure what the rules are here (not that she followed them to the letter anyways) and didn't want to push anything but.

Oh, her curiosity won out as always, "So you've known him for a long time? More then me I'd think, but. Well, how did you meet him?" Innocent enough. She can only imagine the adventure someone like River would be on to meet him.

"Well, he's always the Doctor in at least one respect and that one tends to stick around a fair bit. Although whether or not it's my fault is entirely up to where you want to go all in on temporal physics, I suppose. Granted I'll probably take the credit for it anyway." River just grinned at Sarah for a moment with a knowing look and a hope that somehow this wasn't going to turn into a Rose Tyleresuqe situation. She didn't think that it would but then she had been quite wrong before so that was that.

"I've known him nearly all my life." It seems like a good place to start, and a safe one. "As for how I met him, well my parents are two of his best mates." There leaving at that because she didn't want to be the one who caused sandshoes to attempt to aspirin again.

Sarah just gave a rather unladylike snort, "Go ahead, take the credit. At least you know how to drive this, er, her." That was still going to be something to get used to. She'd always thought it just affection from the Doctor. But...she could easily see the TARDIS being well and truly alive.

"Maybe I'll just blame you both? Keep everything all nice and neat."

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