RP for [livejournal.com profile] renegadeinexile

Apr. 21st, 2007 09:02 pm
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The Doctor waited outside his TARDIS, leaning nonchalantly against the door and turning his hat in his hands. Only in them was his anxious excitement evident.

It had been good seeing Ushas after so long. He'd almost felt young again, talking with her. Remembering that there were times on Gallifrey that he could still remember fondly.

He knew this might not have been the best of ideas. He couldn't simply disregard his future incarnation's suspicion, his enmity, even if he didn't understand it – couldn't understand it, if they were to preserve his future.

He couldn't, however, turn his back on someone who had been his friend for what she might have done. Perhaps she came from both their futures – perhaps things had changed.

Even if he was wrong, he decided it was worth it. They could enjoy their stolen time, for as long as it lasted.

Date: 2007-05-12 06:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thecricketer.livejournal.com
He nodded, slowly, and found himself taking a step closer. Curiosity, dimmed with concern, was clear in his eyes.

"I've had to resort to that before myself." He paused, fingers drummingly lightly against his coat.

"Is there anything I can do to help?" Perhaps he shouldn't ask for details, but he could still offer aid.

Well. Perhaps he shouldn't do that either, but that wasn't going to stop him.

Date: 2007-05-12 07:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thisway-comes.livejournal.com
"I... don't know," she admitted. Rather than being alarmed that he'd taken a step closer, she found it comforting, and she also took a step closer to him. "But thank you for the offer."

Date: 2007-05-12 09:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thecricketer.livejournal.com
He was relieved at the reaction, and rather touched.

"If there's ever anything, tell me," he said quietly, before turning to look down the slope.

"We'll have to be careful, going down."

Date: 2007-05-12 10:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thisway-comes.livejournal.com
The Rani's expression softened at once. "I... will. Thank you."

She turned, her gaze following his. "We will, yes. I suppose we should hold on to one another again? ...for support, of course."

Date: 2007-05-13 01:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thecricketer.livejournal.com
"Of course," he said quietly, smiling down at the grass. His hand tightened in hers as he led her downward, slowly and steadily; the other skimmed the hill beside him.

"I should climb more often. It certainly gets the hearts going."

Date: 2007-05-13 01:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thisway-comes.livejournal.com
"And here I was hoping it was me that was doing that," she murmured, a wicked gleam in her eyes. "Though it must be a welcome change for someone like me to get your hearts going through physical activity and not through being a dire threat to your life or something."

She stayed close as he led her down, clutching his hand for support.

Date: 2007-05-13 02:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thecricketer.livejournal.com
He glanced at her with widened eyes, flushing slightly and suddenly becoming acutely aware of their proximity.

"...I suppose I did rather ask for that," he said, carefully lowering his foot.

"Honestly, I think I'm more accustomed to dire threats..."

Date: 2007-05-13 02:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thisway-comes.livejournal.com
She blinked at him a few times, confused.

Then it occured to her what she'd said, and how it could have been taken...

"Erm. I meant, you know, making you walk through the countryside. Not, like... I mean... you know..."

She gave up for a few moments, flustered, before adding, in rather an unconvincing manner, "I wasn't making a pass at you or anything like that..."

Date: 2007-05-13 02:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thecricketer.livejournal.com
A soft, embarassed chuckle as he shook his head.

"I'm glad to hear it. I...didn't mean to..." He sighed, and concentrated on climbing. Much simpler, climbing.

Date: 2007-05-13 03:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thisway-comes.livejournal.com
She misunderstood the reason for his sigh, and started stammering again. "Not that I don't think you worthy of it. I mean. I just..."

She groaned softly and squeezed his hand. "I'll shut up now. Let's just walk down the hill, and I won't say another word."

Date: 2007-05-13 03:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thecricketer.livejournal.com
He looked up, eyes widening again.

"I didn't...I know, I was only...ah, lamenting my unwavering ability to say the wrong thing." His smile was wry.

"It seems I'm setting a record."

Date: 2007-05-13 03:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thisway-comes.livejournal.com
"It seems we're racing again," the Rani replied, dryly. "Didn't we agree not to do that? Perhaps I should have been more specific. Not just climbing, but in seeing how many times we can say the wrong things."

She glanced down. "Nearly to the bottom," she observed gratefully. "Then back to your TARDIS, yes?"

Date: 2007-05-13 03:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thecricketer.livejournal.com
He chuckled again, the sound lighter this time. "Sounds quite sensible to me, we'll have to abide by it from now on."

He nodded, beginning to move again.

"Yes. I don't believe we've travelled very far from her."

Date: 2007-05-13 03:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thisway-comes.livejournal.com
She nodded, following him down to the bottom. "It's interesting to me," she noted, "that though my TARDIS was on a randomiser, and yours was not, both wound up here. If something did in fact bring us here, it must be rather powerful, to divert a TARDIS... even one travelling at random."

She frowned a bit, looking at him as they reached level ground again. "That worries me. Also, the sun is setting, which further worries me. We should hurry back."

Date: 2007-05-13 03:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thecricketer.livejournal.com
"It might not be a controlled force," he replied thoughtfully. He realised that there was no need to hold on together now, really, and decided she could the one to end it, if she wanted.

"There are some areas, some worlds like magnets, simply by their nature. Of course, we can't simple assume that there's nothing amiss." He paused then, raising his eyebrows.

"Afraid of the dark, Ushas?" The teasing lilt in his voice reminded him of a boy long gone, and a simpler time. He welcomed it.

Date: 2007-05-13 03:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thisway-comes.livejournal.com
"Afraid of what might live in the dark, or hunt in the dark, on a new planet I'm not familiar with," she shot back immediately, though there was a lot less bite to her voice than there could have been.

She either hadn't noticed there was no longer a need to clutch his hand, or she didn't care. She held fast to it, nodding as they started walking back across the field they way they'd come. "You're right, of course. Controlled or not, however, I'd still like to know how. And why."

Date: 2007-05-13 11:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thecricketer.livejournal.com
"In my experience daylight tends to be just as dangerous," the Doctor replied lightly.

"Of course. I couldn't possibly leave without finding out what's going on here."

Date: 2007-05-13 11:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thisway-comes.livejournal.com
She nodded briskly. "My curiosity's been engaged now. I couldn't leave this alone if I tried."

Date: 2007-05-14 12:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thecricketer.livejournal.com
He chuckled, beaming at her. "My, you almost sound like me."

((:) Sounds good to me.))

Date: 2007-05-14 12:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thisway-comes.livejournal.com
She grinned at that. "Then it's a good thing we're travelling together."

Date: 2007-05-14 12:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thecricketer.livejournal.com
"Rassilon help the universe," he replied, eyes glinting.

((Brilliant. *grin* *sighs* And they're still cute.))

Date: 2007-05-14 03:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thecricketer.livejournal.com
((They would be stubborn.

Thank you! Hopefully my connection will hold out this time.))

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