「time is waiting. 」

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

Character(s): The Doctor and Amy Pond (tardytardis and dreamedofspace)
Location: Dollet
Rating: PG-13 for Amy's Scottish mouth. c:
Open/Closed/Finished: Closed
Summary: Geronimo!

[ Come along, Pond! was written on a pamphlet of Dollet, with a wide circle around the picture of the beach. He'd sent Skitty to deliver it to Amy, since, of course, he tried to stay as far away from Amy's dorm as he could. To him, she was a married woman, but to her, well... it seemed like she was still stuck before the events of the Pandorica. which was, of course, bad, in a normal sense, but this wasn't normal. they were in another dimension, in another world. it was very bad, indeed. However, the Doctor stood on the beach, enjoying the sea breeze as it tossed his hair and blew in his face. He'd omitted his tweed jacket, for once. It was far too warm for it. he was, however, prepared. with his mind. maps? pshaw. who needed maps when there were locals? ]

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[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

As long as you put on something less... [ hand gestures. ]

[sharp]

You want me to put on more clothes to go swimming? That makes no sense. I mean, I'm not even wearing a swimsuit right now.

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

No, no! Though, that is that fashion in the Privitas Cluster.

[sharp]

We're not in the Privitas Cluster, now are we?

My outfit's fine. Stop fussing.

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

[ oh fine. he tosses a shrimp into the air, catching it with his mouth. ]

[sharp]

[ she watches him, chuckling. ]

You're mad.

[ then shakes her head and finishes off the piece in her hand. ]

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

Amy Pond, we are back in school, and I haven't been in school for about, oh... eight-hundred years. I--[ points a chip at her, before eating it. ]--am most definitely going to make the best of it.

[sharp]

Including our time on holiday, yeah? [ leans on her elbow. ] Seriously though, I can't imagine what you were like in school. But you must have been there for a long time. You know almost everything there is.

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

Ah, yes, well, I was never a really good student. The Academy wasn't all too interesting, you see. Had a best friend back then, though...

[ he sobers a little, leaning back in his chair. ]

We had the best of times.

[sharp]

[ holds her chin in her hand, listening a bit more intently. kinda makes her smile thinking about it. ]

Yeah? So, you weren't much different than the rest of us. Well, me. I guess. What did you two do?

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

Oh, everything. We used to run around his parent's estate fields, the ones near Mount Perdition as kids, got into all sorts of trouble in the Academy. Well, he and I were bullied a fair bit. Neither of us studied, you see. He wasn't one for just sitting and observing, that's all the Time Lords are supposed to do. Just sit, watch the universe go by. I wasn't one for it, he wasn't.

[ he does look rather excited to talk about this; if only because it's from his past, and a good memory. ]

[sharp]

[ her smile grows the more he begins to open up about it. even chuckling at the thought of him running around, getting into trouble. nothing really changes, does it? ]

You weren't like the others? You were different? And here I thought they were all like you. So, who was he? Your friend.

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

Oh, no, no. I was put on trials, a long time ago, because of all the meddling I did--and still do.

[ his face fades a bit, and he looks off. ]

The Master. He was the Master, that was his name.

[sharp]

On trial? Blimey. They take having fun and fixin' very seriously, yeah?

[ she notices, tilting her head. then she lifts her eyebrows. ]

The Master. Quite a name.

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

We both picked our own. [ he clarifies. ]

[sharp]

Oh? [ because he never mentioned that. she sort of understood his, but... ] What was the reason? For his name, I mean.

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

[ short sigh. ]

Not sure, mine was because of the doctorate I got in the Academy. I wasn't there when he picked his out, given he did when he...

[ falters, one leg folded over the other. he taps his hanging foot against his chair. ]

Well, he was ordered to chase after me, suppose that's when he picked it.

[sharp]

[ she raises her eyebrows in slight surprise. ]

So, you actually did pass some exams then.

[ but the next bit really throws her off. she leans forward against the table. ]

Hang on. I'm sorry, what? Chase after you?

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

[ he waves a hand. ]

Did some bad stuff, he had to be sent to come after me.

[sharp]

[ tilts her head. ]

I don't believe you. I mean, of all people, you did something bad?

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

No one's ever truly innocent, Pond.

[sharp]

...What did you do?

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

[ gently pats her hand, standing. ]

[sharp]

[ look down at her hand for a moment, and then finally nods. ]

Right. Yeah. I'm all finished anyway.

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

[ he bends his arm, interlinking their arms as they throw away their containers and go along their way. ]