[ CLOSED & INCOMPLETE ]
Characters: River Song (spoilersss) & The Doctor (iwaspromisedtea)
Setting/Location: The Doctor's room (N-501)
Date & Time: Early evening of Day 8
Warnings: None
Summary: Spoilers. Otherwise known as River Song invites herself in to have a conversation with the Doctor that isn't in a cell or behind masks; spoilers result.
Letting herself into the Doctor's room was easier than she thought - a simple matter of a thin wire and a few twists. There was something satisfying in the telltale click of a lock opened by hand rather than using something like a sonic screwdriver. But that was a matter of pride more than anything. A once over of the room didn't tell her much: it looked empty and unlived in (and so unlike the TARDIS in which she was used to at least catching up with him in).
River smirked, eyeing the beds before making a quick decision on which one was the Doctor's. Know a man for long enough and little things become clear, like what sort of bed they'd chose when not in their own ship. And what better way to meet him again, beyond the instance with the mask; though that couldn't have gone better.
She slid onto his bed, kicking off her combat boots. That was the one thing she didn't mind about this situation - it was very far away from Stormcage. Chances were no one here had even heard of the place, let alone understand what one had to do to get sent there. All the better for her, she thought as she lay down on top of the Doctor's bed, hands tucked behind her head.
There were things to do, things to talk about, but for once in her life River was content to just wait.