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Who: Rose Tyler & Hellboy
What: The Castle Dating Game
Where: Rose Tyler's Room.
When: Feb 11th to plot end.

Rose loved to sleep in. There was nothing better than to have a good eleven hours of uninterrupted sleep. Having the sudden addition of a considerable amount of weight to her bed only disrupted her sleep for a moment before she just dozed back off. Then her mind caught up with the fact that her body had shifted toward the weight and that the weight seemed to be breathing...

She got up.

Quickly.

And across the room.

Apollo rubs against her shins, his black fur no doubt shedding all over. Meanwhile, it seems Vortex is sleeping soundly curled up next to the ... large red man that is in her bed.

It could be worse, she figured. Then she realized that her entire room had a slight style-upgrade. It was as if someone had changed the desktop theme to Romantic Rendezvous.

"You might want to get up... slowly, since you're not gonna be where you think you were last night, yeah?"

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"Thanks, I think." She smiled at him, shrugging her shoulders a bit.

"I was normal. Mean, had a job in a shop, stayed up late, loved to sleep in. Just, stayin' in one spot was fine. Then I met the Doctor and all that seemed... not enough."

Hellboy nodded, understanding in a detached sort of way. He'd never had the opportunity to live a normal life, so it wasn't something he had experience with. But he could still sort of see what she was saying.

"Believe me, normal is good where I come from," he said, rolling his eyes in a bit of a self-effacing way -- or he tilted his head like he was rolling his eyes anyway; the entirety of his eyes were solid yellow, so it was a little hard to tell. But he was doing it, I swear.

"Well," he said, standing up -- and look there's a tail, in case he wasn't weird enough for you, Rose -- "I should probably get out of your hair. It looks like you're expecting somebody later, anyway."

He meant all the Valentine's decorations littering her apartment, by the way. Pink and red hearts everywhere certainly meant Hellboy should get his cute little ass out of there.

"Company...?" There was a flash of confusion on her face, it came first from the tail, because yep - that was a tail.

"This? Oh, I didn't do this," she replied, gesturing around her room. "Trust me. Really not planning on anyone stopping by while it's lookin' like this. Mean, it's sort'v tacky."

Rose made a face as she felt a pink crepe paper streamer fall atop her head.

"Yeah, not my doing at all."

Hellboy looked down at her, helpfully plucking the streamer off her head with his great stone hand. "Oh. Well, I feel a little better now," he said. "It's hard to keep a straight face talking to somebody who likes pink this much."

Turning his hand out to the side and opening it, he let the streamer fall.

"Anyway, it was nice to meet you," he said, heading toward the door. "Maybe we could talk some other time when the castle isn't screwing with -- er."

A pause. During which he sort of rattled at the doorknob for a minute.

"Oh."

That was not a good sound. Her eyes went wide a bit, because if him, with his hand of... whatever it was, couldn't open the door then they were stuck.

"Pretty sure that's not what I wanted to hear."

"Pretty sure you're right," he replied dryly, giving the door another rattle for good measure and then turning back around with a sigh.

"Looks like we get to play house for awhile."

Exhaling, she glanced around her room, "Well, you're not allergic to animals are you?"

Rose had quite a few of them herself and if she needed to start wishing for allergy medication, she needed to do that now.

"Mean, not that I'd know how to ask 'bout the Pokemons, but they've got fur."

He shook his head, sort of awkwardly standing in the doorway. Well, now what?

"I'm okay," he said, then eyed the animals a little curiously. "I heard about these things before, but I've never seen one yet. Are they ... er, friendly?"

Allergies or no, Hellboy didn't do well with angry animals.

Rose glanced down to the one. They were about the size of small greyhounds she figured, but she bent to scoop the one off the bed and held it in her arms.

"They're pretty harmless. Mean, they had an egg once, but they've mostly just been shedding. They haven't gotten their powers back or anything. Maybe one day, but just not yet. They're just odd looking pets."

He was nodding slowly along with this, because yes, that all sounds reasonable, but then he stopped. And didn't say anything for a second.

And then, slowly: "Did you say they 'had an egg'?"

"Yeah, don't even know how that happened. Just... kept leaving them at the daycare while I was working on things. Seemed to be okay, then came back one day and there was an egg."

Rose shrugged, glancing to the two pets that were now curled up together.

"Egg hatched and I gave the baby away after a bit. 'Mean I already had plenty to take care of."

Hellboy was staring at the animals now. An egg ... no, no ... that's too bizarre ...

"They had an egg together?"

She laughed, "Yeah, 'mean, one is a boy and the other a girl. Not that I want to think 'bout it. I'm pretty sure all of their species are born from eggs."

He shook his head a little. That's just ... weird.

"I've seen a lot of strange stuff in my time," he said, "but a cat and a dog getting together and laying an egg -- that takes the cake."

Rose laughed, glancing over to him, "No, they just look like... they're something called a Pokemon. People train them to fight in battles 'n such. One of 'em is an Espeon and the other is an Umbreon. Sort'v... like the same breed in the species."

Rose shrugs and moves to pet the one trying to get it to uncurl away from the other. "This one, the Umbreon - he glows in the dark. Named him Apollo. The other is Vortex, an' she's an Espeon."

Oh, that was kind of funny, actually. He grinned in his weird not-a-human-face way, looking at the Umbreon.

"Apollo, huh. Nice name," he said.

"So these are common here? Do a lot of people have them, I mean."

"While back a lot'v people had them. Not really sure where they all went to, but the whole castle seemed to have them. Now it just seems they've all been running loose, maybe they'd just been taken by the castle."

Rose glanced down to what she was wearing, making a face, "I'm not making you uncomfortable, mean, in my pyjamas?"

Hellboy opened his mouth to ask something else about Pokeymans, because wow, that is really strange and you'd think he would have noticed a bunch of wild glow-in-the-dark animals about, but then she asked that about pajamas.

He hadn't realized she was in pajamas yet.

And now he did.

Hellboy quickly turned his head to avert his gaze. He was completely red, of course, but that was normal anyway.

"I was okay until you said something about it," he said, trying to make light of his embarrassment.

"Sorry, 'mean, I'm sort'v used to traveling and being upended at a moment's notice. I don't usually notice what I'm wearing, 'til someone mentions it. Figured maybe with... well, strangers I should be bit more polite."

She moved to reach for a robe, off the back of a chair and cinched it up across her waist. Not that she was completely indecent, but she didn't want him to be too uncomfortable.

"Should we see about breakfast?"

Well, it wasn't like he hadn't seen a lady in her pajamas before! But still, it was a little awkward. Just a little.

He kept his gaze averted until she spoke again, and then he nodded. "Might as well," he said. "Conversation always goes better over a meal, anyway."

Rose'll nod, moving toward the food bowls for the pets and pouring some food in for them before leaning against the dresser.

"So... what d'you want to eat?" This would be Rose being casual about her noticing that he's not exactly normal looking. Not that she actually cared, but she doesn't want to just ask him.

Hellboy had gotten used to the questions by this point, really. He was something of a celebrity back on his version of Earth -- the most he got in the uncomfortable reaction department would be just some initial startlement, and that was all. He certainly didn't send anyone screaming into the night.

Though nobody had done that here yet, either. So that maybe said something about Paradisa residents' ability to accept weirdness.

"Well, that's probably up to you," he said, smiling a little. "It's your house."

Rose moved through the room, nodding and then her eye caught onto a small basket that she was certain hadn't been there a moment ago. Her gaze narrowed, clearly not impressed by what the castle was trying to pull.

Plucking the folded paper out of the basket, she smirked, "Seems we get a choice. We've been given a menu." She'll hold one copy out for him as she moved closer, shaking her head at the selections.

Hellboy frowned, watching her curiously and taking the menu as she passed it over.

"I hope there's pancakes," he remarked, then looked down at it.

"Mm, pancakes sound good. Ooh, waffles!"

Sorry, Hellboy, but Rose is just a general ALL FOOD type of person. She loves to eat and would eat all the time if she could.