[MtM] 05.08 - Honestly...
"I can't believe you said-"
"Well don't repeat it!"
"I wasn't goin' to but honestly. Really. What'd you think would happen?"
"Well..." It dragged out of his mouth like the word was meant to last a minute. A minute at the very least. There was no way he thought it would've resulted in anything different than the situation they were in right now.
Her eyebrows raised in doubt, and her glare met his with a bit of a wide eyed stare of disbelief, "Well what?"
"What?"
Shaking her head she shut her eyes and took in a breath. It was supposed to calm her. It would've calmed her if she hadn't nearly choked on the thick smell that hit her nostrils with that very intake of air.
"God... it's just horrid. It's like the inside of Mickey's old sneakers after sloshing through that swamp on Chevyylle," her nose wrinkled as she tried to not taste what she was smelling, but as the Doctor had pointed out on more than one occasion it was all connected up there, and that meant she was feeling that taste at the back of her throat. Her tongue scraped against the roof of her mouth and her expression made the Doctor nearly laugh.
"Don't laugh. This is your fault. You and that mouth a'yours." Her mouth drew into a tight line as she narrowed her gaze at him.
"Oh... I don't know. Mean this isn't that bad. Well except the smell. Well the smell and that ticking. You do hear the ticking right? Cause otherwise I'd be wondering if it was in my head. Side effect of the smell."
"Yeah. I hear the ticking. I smell the smell and I heard you say it. So really why I'm in here? Still doesn't make sense."
"Guilt by association Rose! You're with me, and look at that they don't really mind that you didn't say it. You didn't stop me from saying it, and well then you're in trouble too. Rapscallion that you are Rose Tyler."
"Rapscallion? You made that up."
He shook his head and grinned at her. Of course the gate lifted and the guards came in. Rose shook her head again in disappointment at the Doctor. Really it was his fault they were in this mess. Always his fault. Well maybe that one time... two times, maybe three tops it was her fault.
"We did not realize... you are free to go."
"What?" Rose exclaimed as she looked at the Doctor. "How'd we go from arrested on sight, or rather on WORD, to free to go?"
"He speaks the native tongue. Words that are paramount to our survival are regarded with the highest respect... and dishonor as well. He spoke of Rapscallion. Highest Priestess of our Lands. She allows her name to be spoken simply to beg the forgive those that have sinned upon us. No one knows her name from public knowledge. Only those that have visited with her are granted that right."
"Serious?"
"I do not understand what you are asking, but you are free to go."
Shaking her head she glanced to the Doctor who was beaming, "See? What'd I tell you. Easy as anything, and I didn't even have to break out the big words!"
"Well don't repeat it!"
"I wasn't goin' to but honestly. Really. What'd you think would happen?"
"Well..." It dragged out of his mouth like the word was meant to last a minute. A minute at the very least. There was no way he thought it would've resulted in anything different than the situation they were in right now.
Her eyebrows raised in doubt, and her glare met his with a bit of a wide eyed stare of disbelief, "Well what?"
"What?"
Shaking her head she shut her eyes and took in a breath. It was supposed to calm her. It would've calmed her if she hadn't nearly choked on the thick smell that hit her nostrils with that very intake of air.
"God... it's just horrid. It's like the inside of Mickey's old sneakers after sloshing through that swamp on Chevyylle," her nose wrinkled as she tried to not taste what she was smelling, but as the Doctor had pointed out on more than one occasion it was all connected up there, and that meant she was feeling that taste at the back of her throat. Her tongue scraped against the roof of her mouth and her expression made the Doctor nearly laugh.
"Don't laugh. This is your fault. You and that mouth a'yours." Her mouth drew into a tight line as she narrowed her gaze at him.
"Oh... I don't know. Mean this isn't that bad. Well except the smell. Well the smell and that ticking. You do hear the ticking right? Cause otherwise I'd be wondering if it was in my head. Side effect of the smell."
"Yeah. I hear the ticking. I smell the smell and I heard you say it. So really why I'm in here? Still doesn't make sense."
"Guilt by association Rose! You're with me, and look at that they don't really mind that you didn't say it. You didn't stop me from saying it, and well then you're in trouble too. Rapscallion that you are Rose Tyler."
"Rapscallion? You made that up."
He shook his head and grinned at her. Of course the gate lifted and the guards came in. Rose shook her head again in disappointment at the Doctor. Really it was his fault they were in this mess. Always his fault. Well maybe that one time... two times, maybe three tops it was her fault.
"We did not realize... you are free to go."
"What?" Rose exclaimed as she looked at the Doctor. "How'd we go from arrested on sight, or rather on WORD, to free to go?"
"He speaks the native tongue. Words that are paramount to our survival are regarded with the highest respect... and dishonor as well. He spoke of Rapscallion. Highest Priestess of our Lands. She allows her name to be spoken simply to beg the forgive those that have sinned upon us. No one knows her name from public knowledge. Only those that have visited with her are granted that right."
"Serious?"
"I do not understand what you are asking, but you are free to go."
Shaking her head she glanced to the Doctor who was beaming, "See? What'd I tell you. Easy as anything, and I didn't even have to break out the big words!"