「time is waiting. 」

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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]

[ he knows that. Donna liked shopping, too. ]

[sharp]

[ arms locked together, she takes the opportunity to tug him along with her to the first clothing shop they come to. ]

C'mon, Doctor. Pick up those feet.

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

[ oh--clothes? sob. ]

Honestly, all of Dollet and we're in a shop... I don't have to wait for you changing, do I?

[sharp]

Yes, actually. What else are you going to do?

[ she lets go of his arm and starts rummaging through the racks. ]

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

I was going to go look for trouble, but, oh, clothes commentary will do just fine.

[sharp]

[ she pulls out a few things, draping them over her arm. ]

Oh good. Then, you sit--

[ grabs shoulders and forces ushers him down into a seat outside the dressing room. ]

Here. Yeah?

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

[ plops down, and brushes his bangs out of his eyes. he leans back. ]

Yes, go on. I won't move.

[sharp]

[ grinning, obviously satisfied, she spins around and heads for the dressing room. there's a minute or so of rustling around and then peeks her head from the door. ]

Ready?

[ without his answer, she steps out wearing a dress. ]

What do you think of this? Not sure how I feel about the color.

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

Green? Think it'd look better in... green. Red and pink are the same, after all, except pink is a lighter, less violent red, and green is a complimentary color, so it should make you pop.

[ a pause. ]

I met Chanel.

[sharp]

[ she raises her eyebrows. quiet for a moment because, what? ]

Oh. Err. Well, I've actually got this other green dress...

[ starts to head back to the changing room. she's halfway in when she leans back out. ]

Hang on. You met Chanel?

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

Yes, I met her. We talked. I think I might've given her some of the idea for that perfume, the really famous one, what's it called?

It's a number...

[sharp]

Five. No. 5, you mean? Well, that's uhm— Wow.

[ she ponders that for a moment. also refrains from asking about what she thought of his style and just goes to change again. she comes out in the green dress she mentioned. ]

How about this one?

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

[ he was a different person when he met her! style totally changed. he claps for this one. ]

Very nice.

[sharp]

Yeah? I don't have many fancy dresses like this. Especially not here with me.

[ amy grins. she turns a bit, taking another look at it. ]

Okay! This one will be going in the yes pile then.

[ ...along with a few others, which she also puts him through to watch her model. ]

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

[ he generally comments on some of them, points out some of them could be better, and offers to re-sew one or two, before checking his watch. ]

[sharp]

[ amy's having fun with this despite some of his comments. (that skirt was not too short.) but eventually she's happy with what she's got - two bagfuls are plenty, right? oops. can she borrow some money? thanks! oh-- hold this. ]

That was fun, yeah? Sooo, where are we off to now? We've still got time to do a bit more, don't we?

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

I'm checking on that radio station.

[sharp]

What radio station?

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

[ he pointed towards the communications tower as he went outside. ]

[sharp]

[ her eyes follow to where he points. she squints up at the tower and then turns toward him. ]

'Kay... What's so fascinating about it? Something tells you aren't looking to listen to music.

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

No, no, because it isn't quite about music.

[sharp]

No? [ raises her eyebrows. ] What's it about?

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

I think it gives out news. And, well, news--what better way to learn about a new world than to watch the news?

[sharp]

What? You're not serious. The best way to learn about a new planet is to go out and see it for yourself.

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

Not if you're stuck in one place, it isn't!