Into the 51st Century, for the_corsair

[thecricketer]

The Doctor was nervous.

It wasn't a sort of anxiety he was used to - it didn't concern mortal peril, or faulty circuits, or Gallifreyan politics.

No, those all made sense.

He was simply taking Byron on a trip, one he'd suggested a long time ago. Their first trip in his TARDIS, yes, but that was hardly cause for fidgeting so much.

Really, it made him feel so very young and it was both irritating and exhilarating.

He took a breath before striding out of the TARDIS to wait outside the door. He was still, finally, silently hoping that nothing would go wrong.

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[the-corsair.livejournal.com]

"The water," Byron said, almost immediately, casting a longing look at the ocean. That was what he knew, where he was comfortable, where he could shine more than he ever could on land, physically.

And it would ease both of their discomfort, he thought, though coming back out might be hard.

ooc: You're on! During the day! I'm on GMail if you're bored.... *g*

[thecricketer.livejournal.com]

His smile widened slightly, and he nodded - just as their greeter did.

"Enjoy yourselves," and it sounded very sincere, enough that the Doctor thanked him before he turned away.