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numbered_doctor) wrote2010-06-16 07:01 pm
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Barcelona - Post Two
It's a good thing the Doctor shuffled Remy off to bed when he did, because she's dead to the world and still fully dressed before her head hits the pillow.
When morning rolls around, the young doctor is notably invigorated, practically bouncing out of her room after a wardrobe change and making a beeline for the TARDIS's kitchen. Soon after, she's puttering around the room happily and humming along to the music she's managed to get going.
When morning rolls around, the young doctor is notably invigorated, practically bouncing out of her room after a wardrobe change and making a beeline for the TARDIS's kitchen. Soon after, she's puttering around the room happily and humming along to the music she's managed to get going.
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"See you in a few, then. Hold this for me?"
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He composes himself quickly, though. "Certainly," he replies, draping the shirt over his arm.
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Slim build, flat, toned stomach, olive green bikini top covering-
Thirteen flashes the Doctor one last, bright smile before slipping into the elevator behind one of the native, dog-like species, waggling her fingers at him in a wave as the doors close behind her.
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Shortly afterwards, she takes a running jump at the edge, cheerfully throwing herself off of the cliff in a graceful dive.
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He watches on the viewer as she takes her jump. She leaves the cliff at a good run, but almost instantly after she leaves the ground, the low-gee field generated by the lake catches her. She seems to hang in the air for a few seconds before starting her descent. He quickly calculates that she's only accelerating at about a third of Barcelona's normal gravity, which is only slightly less strong than Earth's to begin with. In other words, it'll be a nice, leisurely drop to the water below.
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"It was amazing. Shame you didn't go."
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"That's alright," she responds, still grinning. "How'd I look?"
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She rubs at her hair with the towel some more.
"Where to now, you think?"
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"Maybe I'll go again later, but that walk and lunch sounds good."
Hiking sounds like a somewhat better way of working off her excess energy than throwing herself off of high places.
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He doesn't look at Thirteen as they walk along the footpath. How could it still hurt? Rose was hardly the first to leave him, not even the first to leave so suddenly or against both their wills. But he still thinks of her, what she would say or how she would react. And every time he does, a little part of him aches.
They pass below the tree line, and the area around the path springs into life -- lush forest greens dotted here and there with patches of wildflowers.