「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? ]

Comments

[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!

[sharp]

You really want to go, sit and watch telly? No way. You promised the pub or the beach. Not the news.

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

No, I'm not going to sit, and it's radio, not telly. And, really, pub and beach, we have enough time.

[sharp]

Sorry. Stand and listen to talk radio. Excuse me.

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[ glances from the radio station to Amy, before he turns, towards the beach and pub. making her feel better is his priority. ]

[sharp]

[ when he sees him start to walk away from the tower, she's suddenly confused. was he actually listening to her? ]

Ehm. Station's opposite way.

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

[ turns. ]

You said you wanted to go to the beach or the pub.

[sharp]

Oh, I know. I do. But it's usually all 'come along, Pond' and I end up following you anyway.

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

Yes, well, it's 'come along, Doctor' today.

[sharp]

Really? Well, no complaints then. [ holds her hand out. ] Come along, Doctor.

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

[ takes her hand, warmly. ]

[sharp]

[ grabs his hand and eagerly spins them around, pulling him in the opposite direction again. ]

Beach first, pub later. No, hang on. Pub should be first.

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

Beach first. Knowing you Scots, I might have to carry you back.

[sharp]

[ she shoots him an oh come on look, and then rolls her eyes. ]

I'll be fine. I was just thinking I didn't want to grab a drink with my hair all sopping.

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

Oh, alright, pub it is.