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He laughed and glanced down at the girl for a moment before looking at River. He gave a big, trusting smile, and took the necklace from the little girl. She beamed, then waited. He turned to her, placed the necklace over her head, then let it rest on her chest.
"The little girl is showing her appreciation for our display of love. She gives the necklace as a token, where the husband takes the necklace and places it on his wife." He grinned a bit and then leaned in. "It can also be viewed as rude to decline it." With an inhale, he smiled down at the girl and nodded to her. "Thank you."
She bit her lip and beamed at River, then the Doctor laughed. He leaned in slightly and exhaled. "It's also customary to kiss." He smiles. "A bit like mistletoe." He gave a smile and then leaned in to press a light kiss to the corner of her mouth while taking a hold of her hands.
The girl clapped and then scurried off while giggling as the Doctor pulled away to look at her. He laughed and then gave an innocent shrug, even if his eyes were mischievious. "Dance with me?"
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This was different. He’d taken her dancing, running, and into a thousand places she’d read about as she studied him. But each time she knew he had been holding back, only giving her a taste of the things she longed for. She never stayed longer than the silly dates and the gleeful adventures that were not much different than the things he probably did with her mother. It was as if he were waiting for her to know him first. She wonders if this is it. If this is what he was waiting for, for younger him to do these things?
Her hand was warm within his and she laughed as he turned her around to the lilting sounds that hung in the air. “Perhaps.” Surely such a simple admission couldn’t be that much of a spoiler, but it had suddenly dawned on her just how much anything she said could change things. She wasn’t sure she wanted to risk rewriting some things just yet.
She eyed the jewelry with a frown. She didn’t want to spoil the child cheerful greeting or the delighted grin on the Doctors face but she hesitated. Her own past was filled with innocent looking things that were more deadly than most would imagine.
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He was just about to put his hands on her waist when she stepped away to look at the surroundings. He clenched his hands and sighed out. A beat too late. He looked at her and crossed his arms while he leaned on the door, a bemused smirk on his lips while she looked around in awe. He laughed softly and bowed his head. He could be an incredible romantic when he allowed himself to be. The trouble was he never did allow it. Not until now.
He stepped out of the TARDIS completely and snapped his fingers, letting the doors close behind him while putting his hands in his pockets. "Well, my dear, the ceremony of the flower doesn't commence until the day after, when the suns rise again. That's when we'd actually start business. You know, getting the flower, saving this world. All in a matter of time."
The Doctor moved to her and took a hold of her hand. "But for now, I say we simply enjoy ourselves while we keep our eyes peeled." He squeezed her hand. "Have I ever danced with you, River?" He lifted her hand up and proceeded to turn her slowly while moving to the beat of the music. They slowly began to sink within the crowd, and already, a part of the festivities. A little girl came up to River, holding a necklace made of petals and shells, smiling brightly. "Happy Three Sunsets, miss! A gift for your and your husband?" He held it up to her in hopes she would take it.
He couldn't help but grin at being called her husband. It wasn't the first time they were mistaken for that, and he was sure it wouldn't be the last.
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She turned to look at the view and grinned at the colors and smells that permeated the streets and outdoor air before her. This was exactly the sort of start they always had, the sort of adventure that usually ended up with her dodging a weapons discharge on the way back.
“Oh sweetie, don’t let anyone tell you that you don’t know how to romance a girl. Sunsets and an adventure? You’ll spoil me.”
She stepped out and onto the busy streets where the passersby paid them little attention. Taking note of all the streets that poured into this one as well as the various things that could hinder or help later, because someone had to, she turned to him once more and watched his smug smile as he leaned against the TARDIS door.
She took a step backwards and whirled to the sounds of some strange stringed instrument she couldn’t identify, she was determined to make the most of her time with him. “Well, we can’t have that. So where should we start first then?”
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While she prepared, he was researching where they landed. Sometimes, he cheated with the amount of information he knew. He would look things up and read about them whenever someone wasn't looking, in order to impress them with his vast knowledge of it. He loved their expressions when he would tell them the facts he knew.
When he heard her voice, he flicked off he information and pivoted on his foot to see her walking down the stairs. His smile only got bigger. She looked beautiful, then again, she always did stir something in him. He walked back toward the door and nodded. "Very good choice, River." With that, he pushed open the door.
It opened to the sound of music and laughter, different races and species of people and creatures dancing and laughing. He stood behind River, grinning. "It's the Triple Sunset Festival. Every year, which is 587 days for them, on the eve of Reinskelt, their three suns, Ipris, Flevis, and Rieske, set at the same time. Beautiful sight, and the light of the horizon literally glows, then the sky lights up in this beautiful display of lights and colors. It's beautiful. You'll never forget it."
His excited information then faded just slightly. "Of course, on this day, is when the King chooses one of his subjects to have the flower of youth used on them. For the past several centuries, he has only picked himself in order to keep his reign on the planet. Very tragic...but, this one of their few days of happiness." He looked at her from behind, tempted to put his hands on her hips, but he wasn't sure how to go about doing that. He instead rather awkwardly move his hands around until making the decision to stand closer to her, his body flush against hers.
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The look in his eye was something new all together and she sucked in a breath anticipating his next movement. Him spinning her around had been unexpected in that she should have expected it. “Going, no need to shove. Unless you like it a little rough honey.” She listened to his report and bounced down the stairway, through the doorway that led her to her own closet and slipped inside.
Shoving aside hanger after hanger she found what she was looking for. An airy earth toned sundress that she’d seen before but had never worn, not yet anyway, but when she had touched it she knew it had been washed and hung back up as it if were a favorite for sunny summer days. A pair a knee high flat soled boots followed because really, an adventure with the Doctor wasn’t likely to be friendly for any other type of footwear, no matter how many lovely things were lined up in here begging to be worn.
She had just slipped into the ensemble when she spotted the case in the back corner. “Oh how’s a girl supposed to resist?” she asked herself. She selected a small number of easily concealable weapons and tucked them away completely out of site before exiting the wardrobe to join the Doctor back at the TARDIS door.
“Ready when you are sweetie,” she said as she walked to stand along side him.
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As she fixed his bow tie, he searched her eyes. She was still young. Still curious, full of wonder and excitement. No longer that sad expression she held when he discovered things she already knew. He knew now that he had finally met up with her during a moment where only a few moments kept them apart. He was waiting for a moment like this. An adventure where they both discover things together instead waiting for the other to find out. “You know I won’t answer that question, River dear.”
“Of course I do.” He took her shoulders, with lips very close to hers, turned her around and gave her a slight push to the direction of her closet. He could remember when the TARDIS developed the closet. It had been there even before the crash. He could never get into it, and he was positive that if he did get in, that it would have the same amount of spoilers her diary held.
He ran to the door and peered out. Ah good, the temperature was nice. Balmy. The suns were setting, and the festival was on full blast, oblivious to the blue box that had landed adjacent to the festivities. A grin tugged on his lips, looking over his shoulder. “The weather is warm, River!”
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She gave him a small shrug and her eyes lit up again she ran a hand up into her hair giving it a little bounce.
She liked festive, that she could do. “Oooh, love a party.” She wondered if the wardrobe held the same things now as she usually had to choose from, she imagined it likely did, it was after all a part of all of time and space.
Her perfectly arched eyebrow arched. “Is that a spoiler or a promise?” She gracefully glided to him and locked her eyes on his. It was slightly thrilling the way he looked at her, with significantly less composure now that she knew what to look for. And really how could she resist knowing that she was as much a mystery to him as he usually was to her.
Raising her hands to the crooked bow-tie she straightened it with a smirk. “You look amazing as always sweetie.”
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He watched her frame her body with her hands and he stumbled a bit. He looked up and blushed just slightly with intrigue. He was holding onto the TARDIS’ console, when she pressed that damn button of ‘boring-ness’.
He stood up a bit while the machine flew smoothly. He straightened his jacket. For all the time he knew River, she had known how to fly the TARDIS. Something about that always made him jealous.”Yes, and you will wear it again. But, for now, you should put something on more comfortable on. Something festive.”
He grinned and straightened his bow tie, which ended up making it more crooked, then smoothed his lopsided hair. He gave a suave smile and swayed near her. “How do I look, River?” His head tilted slightly while he moved closer to her. He loved to test the boundaries, but he also knew River liked to overstep them, and it was always a game to him just what buttons he could push to do so. He glanced back down at her lips.
He'd kiss only so many times, each one placing a milestone in their relationship. Each kiss could tell him where they were. He raised his eyebrows suggestively. "Do I look festive enough?"
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She watches in fascination at the look on his face. It’s very much she same at any age she thinks. He’s always going to have that little boy smile when it comes to the Tardis, she has always loved that about him and this is no exception. She wonder’s if much ever changes beyond his knowledge of her, of them.
“This hmm?” She skims her hands down over her sides and her eyes light up. “Remind me to leave this in the wardrobe then, I’ll wear it for you later.” She teases easily and dances to the other side of the console. “Oh I’m always interested sweetie!”
She pulls the indicated lever but the moment she does she can feel the wrongness of it, pulsing through her and she knows instantly that the Tardis isn’t quite so thrilled.
The ships shakes and she holds onto the base of the scanner and quickly, instinctively flicks back the lever and presses a blue button that suddenly brings the ship to a standstill. She can feel the soft hum of approval envelope her. She quickly glances up and around to see his face looking at her own.
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He was running about, throwing up levers, spinning wheels, and clicking in coordinations and kept his eyes on the control center the entire time, wide eyed and wondrous. Like a small boy with a really cool toy. Hearing her tone, his head turned to his, eyes glittering with the same amount of coyness. He had started to get quite use to her flirtatious tones, finding them rather intriguing. He held his hands up in the air while in the midst of 'driving' the TARDIS, and a grin stretched on his lips.
"Oh, I rather like this look on you as well, Miss Song." His voice was much lower whenever he flirted with her. It was really the only time the Doctor sounded a bit like an adult, but that impish sparkle never left his eyes. "I knew you'd be interested. Right! Let's get this flower and get it to a place where it will be used properly. An aid to the sick and the poor rather than the rich and the greedy!"
He nodded to River and gave a smile. "Pull that lever over there and then hold on! We'll hopefully end up landed outside the gardens, midday, on the eve of Reinskelt, 3573. Lovely year. Bit rainy, though."
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She walked around the console behind him watching each movement he made to fly her. She wondered if she could talk him into lessons, she knew the basics but she wanted to know so much more. As he pressed a lever she furrowed, that didn’t seem right. ‘Where had he learned to fly her?’ she wondered.
River gave him a cheeky grin and threw herself into the moment. “I hope you’re not saying I need it. I rather like this body, sooo much better than the last one.” She knew he didn’t but she loved having a chance to tease him. Usually it was quite the other way around, him knowing her more than she knew him, his teasing of spoilers, and looking at her like she wasn’t his River quite yet.
“Oh yes, lets.”
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He saw those sad eyes and that knowing look she always had when she spoke that word. Spoilers. Their entire relationship was that word. Figuring out the meaning behind it, speaking to each other about it. He smiled a bit before bouncing on his feet again in thought. He frowned, lowering his head. You and me, time and space. He smiled, shaking his head as he finished the sentence. "Watch us run." He smirked and dashed to the controls.
The Doctor danced and spun while he moved about the controls, grinning madly as he did. "So here we are! On the side of the building of what could be where one of the rarest flowers lie and think about that...a flower that doesn't let you grow old. The mere thought of it, aye? Like regeneration compacted so small into the petals of a flower." He squished his hands together, clapped and then gave a flirting smile toward River. "If you're nice I might let you have a petal, Mrs. Robinson." The Doctor lightly tapped her nose.
He chuckled and jumped over to slam the big lever. "Let get straightened up here as best we can!"
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He jumped away from her while she yelled at him, holding his hands up in shock while she yelled at him, holding his hands up in defense. She stabbed him in the chest and he yelped, rubbing where she poked. Her nails hurt! He was backed away from the console and he stared down at her, swallowing. “Well, you know, if you would have told me who you killed, I might been able to fix that, yeah?” He straightened his bowtie.
“Very well. But only this time, River, then it’s straight back to the cell.” He grinned at her with a grin that gave away he was lying. He spun about and ran back to the console. “Yes, well, should you rest before we go or are you rearing to go now because either way, we’ll get there on time.” He waved his hand. “Or talk before we go. I dunno. Something fun like that.” He smiled at her cheerily, grinned more, and waved on his feet, as if knowing her answer.
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He jumped away from her while she yelled at him, holding his hands up in shock while she yelled at him, holding his hands up in defense. She stabbed him in the chest and he yelped, rubbing where she poked. Her nails hurt! He was backed away from the console and he stared down at her, swallowing. "Well, you know, if you would have told me who you killed, I might been able to fix that, yeah?" He straightened his bowtie.
"Very well. But only this time, River, then it's straight back to the cell." He grinned at her with a grin that gave away he was lying. He spun about and ran back to the console. "Yes, well, should you rest before we go or are you rearing to go now because either way, we'll get there on time." He waved his hand. "Or talk before we go. I dunno. Something fun like that." He smiled at her cheerily, grinned more, and waved on his feet, as if knowing her answer.
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River would have rolled her eyes again but before her knew it he’d pressed a kiss to her and backed away before she could react. She was confused as to what exactly had just happened. He’d never been the one to initiate a kiss before, not since an older him had married her at any rate, and she wasn’t even sure that counted considering it wasn’t even technically him. She was never caught by this much surprise, hated feeling the loss of control for even a split second. So naturally she did what she did best. She became angry with him.
“Careless? Do you have any idea what I risked to return for that Of course I have it now! And now I’ve broken that damn manipulator and now I can’t leave again. You try spending all of your time in the Stormcage, unable to run, unable to leave! It’s bloody hard, worse it’s boring. It’s like wrapping a Sunday with a Thursday afternoon!” She punctuated her statement with a jab from her finger to his chest before whirling around dramatically to face the controls willing herself to calm down. After all, not reigning in her emotions was a recipe for disaster. She wasn’t actually upset with him. Well, not him now anyway. However, the reason she’d broken out in the first place was because he’d left her alone in her cell for months. When she’d finally been let out on a conditional temporary release for her expertise in exchange for a reduction in her sentence, she couldn’t help herself.
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Goodness, she had a lovely behind on her. It was shaped so beautfully, and usually hugged by jodhpurs, but now it was a sleek dress. "Hard to listen in company as attractive as you, River." He winked and then waved his fingers around. "An ancient tech-....River." He scolded her, sighing. "I just hope you haven't been messing with fixed points again."
He shook his head and leaned in, pressing a kiss to her lips and then moved away. "Yes, so my careless sweetie left her tech piece. Were you able to retrieve it?" He looked back at her while he was running the console.
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The flower sounded fascinating, probably worth a nice price on the black-market somewhere. She wondered if she could manage to fence that and get a new manipulator without him noticing, which was possible considering his last statement. Was he even paying attention of had be just been watching her arse sway in the dress she was wearing?
She rolled her eyes at him and asked, “Really do you ever learn to listen?”
“It’s not an artifact at all. Just a very ancient piece of dropped tech. Which probably shouldn’t have been brought back with us at all but how was I to know he’d be so careless with time travel.”
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While she spoke, the Doctor's smile faded slightly. Ah, yes. He was alone. His hands dropped a bit and while she neared, he couldn't help but smirk at her persistence. He was leaning up against the console staring down at her with a curious grin. "My, you're quite convincing when you want to be." His voice was lower than usual and he was feeling quite flirty.
He paused, staring at her before giving her a smirk. "Well then!" He spun around. "Right, so this flower! Very rare flower, very beautiful. Holds the power of youth. Beauty. But you need the flower in order to remain so." He smiled. "They died out quickly, however, and very few are left, all strewn out across this galaxy." He turned and began stepping to her, talking in excitement. "The 12th King is rumoured to have such a flower in his possession." He grinned. "He uses it to keep his reign over he nation, and has so for centuries. He is a ruthless tyrant and has turned his civilization to slavery, now." He stepped even closer. "It would be quite helpful, if you'd tell me what your artifact was? It could help us immensely!"
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River sighed. Was he always going to be like this? Probably, she had after all studied the man, following him through the histories of so many words across the vastness of space. He was the same everywhere. He didn’t even have a companion this time and he was rushing her off again. Wouldn’t be the first time either.
“Fine, but I’ll only end up breaking out again you know..” Not that she would without a way to get another manipulator. Breaking out of the Stormcage would be useless without it. It was one thing to escape, but if she didn’t have a way to leave it was rather a moot point. She’d just have to wait for him to pick her up again… Then again, a younger Doctor might be easier to talk into doing what she needed. She stalked towards him, a smile playing across her face.
“What would I do with a room here Sweetie? I’m not your companion, which is a shame that you’re alone by the way. Nobody to watch you be extremely clever while you save the universe. What do you say? We could take a little trip before you drop me off? Be back at the precise moment I left. What good is having a time machine if you don’t bend a few rules?”
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Oh, she was rather young. This was surprising. Usually he was the one asking the questions. He smiled a little at the intrigue of it all. She knew more than he use to, but still, it was all rather new. It was funny to meet up appropriately.
He watched her while she played with her book, clasped her fingers while walking to her. "That, my dear is for me to find out and for you to go to your cell. Which I meant when I said room. I mean, if you wish for a room, that's all very well and good. I can get you a loft bed!" He widened his eyes in encouragement? "Yeah? Ladder bed. Ladder beds are cool." He waggled his eyebrows while he swayed. "BUT! Yes, I guess the flower will have to be some other day!"
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River slid the straps of the manipulator open and pulled it off of her wrist blowing a curl out of her face in frustration. “Great, do you have any idea what this one cost me?” She dropped the broken band onto the Tardis console next to the bell and sighed before her ears perked up at his words.
“And what flowers would those be Doctor? And what room are you talking about? I don’t have a room.” Her face was clearly puzzled. She’d traveled with him before, but those had been trips that lasted no longer than a single evening. He’d only ever filled a few hours of her time with his adventures before dropping her off again safe and sound to her cell. She’d have loved to have stayed beyond, but it was the way she spent her days that afforded her those nights. He’d been keeping her at arms length anyhow, waiting for her to be older she thought, though he wouldn’t say anything beyond ‘Spoilers’ when asked. And now with the vortex manipulator not functional she’d have to acquire another before she’d be able to do out again for longer than the length of his visits. ‘Stuck with him’ he had said. That sounded promising, perhaps she’d get a real adventure this time.
“I don’t know that I mind being stuck at all.”
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He blinked a bit, then furrowed his brow. She used him as a taxi service? He sighed and dropped his head a little, laughed, then pulled out his sonic, putting it to her Vortex. But something was more wrong with it than what the sonic could fix. It sparked and blinked to black, smoking.
The Doctor waved the smoke away and then blinked. "I ah...I do believe it's beyond sonic-...able..." He thought for a moment on that phrase, waved his finger in thought, then nodded. Yep it was cool. He flipped his sonic about. "Looks like you're stuck with me." He walked to her. "And then means you need to go back to your room, Miss Song."
He gave that coy little smirk before turning away to the controls. "It's funny though. You actually went to the dull artifact, rather than go after one of the more rare plant species on this side of the galaxy. Surprising." She looked over at her and quirked a brow. "I thought you'd already know." He remember her mentioning the flower before. Had she not gotten there yet?
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A smile lit up Rivers whole face, so he knew exactly who she was. Good. She loved every moment here in the Tardis, with him. But nothing compared to a Doctor that was hers, well mostly hers. She still hadn’t pinpointed the specifics, but he knew who she was and that was enough for her, anything more was a bonus.
She grinned at his little boy enthusiasm. She really hated to burst the bubble of excitement, but this had been a fairly dull day. If it hadn’t been for the man who had tripped into her and crushed her vortex manipulator against the wall, jamming the panel she wouldn’t have needed his assistance at all.
“Sorry to disappoint my love,” she said digging through her purse and pulling out a small tablet. “Friend of mine dropped it on a dig site. Which would have been fine except we weren’t supposed to be there before it was a dig, which was when it was dropped. And of course when I went back for it there was the small problem of a local uprising anyway there I was about to jump forward to pick it up once things quieted down. Unfortunately …” She held up her wrist and pointed at the device on her wrist. “Well I popped a little too far forward and had to improvise when I found it had already been dog up. And this, well it’s still jammed. I couldn’t talk you into sonicing me could I?”
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He laughed and leaned back against the console on the ship across from her, mimicking her movement. He grinned slowly and simply drank her in while she spoke. He liked these moments. When it was just her and him. Just talking. His arms crossed over his shoulder. "Well, I-actually." He rubbed at his head and looked over her face. "I ah, just took your mum and dad home. Got things I need to check on my own. You know, things." He waved his head a little with a little smirk.
"But yes, ARTIFACT!" He clapped his hands together and rubbed while licked his lips. "What artifact? What time? What planet?" He spun around and looked at the coordinates. "Yes the twelfth King...of Cassica. Yes?" He looked at her. "Obviously something big, something valuable. Something, something..." He snapped his fingers.
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So he definitely gone with her before, she never really was sure when he’d be in their tangled time line. She’d often worried that one day the message would come and he’d not be there to catch her. Which she supposed was silly considering that eventually another him would figure it out and right whatever he hadn’t figured out before. He was always there to catch her. She could sling herself through space and time for eternity and he’d be there. He might not always know who she is, but he was always there. She ignored his comment on the coordinates. It was a battle neither would win easily and she could think of better things to do. Diary’s being at the top of the list.
“Do you?” she raised an eyebrow and turned with a smile before leaning back against the railing. “Didn’t think it was your sort of party Sweetie. Just a bunch of dull art displays and terrible wine. I … might have been recovering an artifact for a colleague.”
She pulled out her diary and thumbed through the pages. “So where are we for you then?”
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Of course she makes fun of his driving. She loved to rub it in that the TARDIS -his TARDIS - taught her how to drive it when he had to learn all on his own. He stood up, straightened his jacked. “Yes, well, checking the coordinates, it was a bit off from below the tower and-” The brakes were switched off and he shoved his hands in his pockets and shook his head.
He walked over to her, grinned slyly and waved his brow in an attempted suave manner. “I do like what you’re wearing. Another dance? And without me, River? What’s the occasion?”
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River’s breath fled from her lungs as she landed with a heavy thud against the Doctor’s chest. She gasped sucking in a deep breath, filling them with oxygen once more, panting as she laid there atop him in his embrace. ”Where’s the fun in that Sweetie? Nice catch by the way, much better than the pool at any rate.
She pushed against the floor and stood up brushing the skirt of her dress back down, smoothing the fabric before striding up the steps to look at the control monitors. “I did say catch, and if I’m not mistaken you were off by….hmm I thought so.”
She gave him a pointed look tilting her head to the side before rolling her eyes and flipping the breaks off and pressing another switch.
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The TARDIS howled and whirred as it blinked down upon the side of the tower, the doors flung open with an easy snap of his fingers and the adult kid stood there, ready to cat-
River slammed right into him as she fell through, and he fell back with her, arms around her in a near protective manner. He was going to have to think of a better way of 'catching' River. He smiled big up at her and then chuckled. "You know, there are other ways of entering the TARDIS, River, such as walking through it." He smiled in that flirtatious manner. "You said something about Catch?"
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River struggled pushing the button on the vortex manipulator in on her wrist. It was no use, without the Doctor’s sonic it wasn’t going to be functional again and she highly doubted that she’d be picking up a new one in her current location. The top of the tower of belonging to the Twelfth King of Cassica wasn’t exactly known for it’s time agents. She might have just enough time… She dug through her bag and pulled a tiny square of paper from it sending her message just before the tower door burst open.
“Sorry boys,” she told the guards as the stepped up atop the edge of the tower wall. “I can’t stay to play, I have a date. Maybe another time.” And with a wink she fell back off of the tower disappearing into the darkness below.
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He glanced down at the psychic paper and let out a soft chuckle, lifting his eyes up to the ceiling. Oh, that woman. He smirked and instantly spun to the console while he adjusted his bow tie and placed in coordinates, pulled and yanked a few levers, then threw down the big switch. He made sure the brakes were on, just to spite her.
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