Comments | hometrail: fingerprinted, waiting for the train. [CLOSED;INCOMPLETE]

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fingerprinted, waiting for the train. [CLOSED;INCOMPLETE]

Nov 09, 2010 00:05

Characters: Amy (dreamedofspace) & Arthur (specificities)
Setting/Location: Training Room
Date & Time: Day 28 & nighttime. Ish.
Warnings: Arthur in a train costume is warning enough.
Summary: Amy goes off to meet Arthur (for the first time omg) in his train costume while she shows off her police uniform. Yes, she's quite comfortable in it.

( you're working for the police and the private. )

arthur, amelia pond

Comments 3

specificities November 11 2010, 02:12:48 UTC

Okay, this wasn't exactly one of Arthur's best course of action - but the training room was apt fair ground to see what kind of weapons this caravan was playing host to, now that his previous resource was cut off. He couldn't exactly complain, not when he himself wouldn't let someone showing signs of suicidal tendencies anywhere near a submachine gun. In any case, it left him in the precarious position of not having anything on his person, and while he considered himself adequate enough in CQC, he preferred to be prepared.

Even if he was sporting a child's toy train costume right this instant. He could feel his ears sticking out from under the cap.

He looked up from rummaging through one of the back storage areas in the training facilitated at the voice, peering out from behind the doorway to the girl at the entrance. He wasn't sure whether or not he should feel slightly insulted at himself for responding to that in the first place.

"Hey. The girl from Stonehenge, I take it?"

remembered November 14 2010, 18:15:41 UTC

Amy pursed her lips. Okay, so she definitely had that one coming. But for some reason, she didn't have the mind to correct him. She probably had just given up trying to convince him otherwise. He already had it in his head that she was some weird girl who thought she was from 102 AD. At least she wasn't dressed like it.

"Something like that, yeah."

She stepped through the door, finally coming into full view and getting a proper look at his costume at the same time. She tried not to laugh straight away. That'd be just rude.

Except she was already chuckling. Oops.

"You weren't joking," she said, covering her mouth.

specificities December 2 2010, 19:58:00 UTC

It wasn't that Arthur didn't joke, or exaggerate some things - but the specifics of his outfit? Yeah, no, this wasn't exactly something he would make something up for. "You thought I was?" he questioned, raising his eyebrows briefly. He'd fold his arms over his chest, but the train part of the costume got in the way of that, so he didn't bother.

Maybe his skeptic look would be enough.

"What are you?" he questioned, studying her costume. "An officer?"