He was frequently both serious and teasing her, so Rose took it as such. The fridge thing was her joking (mostly, although the level of domestic there amused her to no end and was in part to blame for her choosing that particular option), so she assumed that was teasing. As for convincing him, that was a given. Usually. There were few things Rose couldn't convince the Doctor to do if she really had her heart set on it and she knew it.
Case in point? He actually sat mostly still for the extended period of time it took to have the portrait made. She teased him about it a bit in whispers during pauses in conversation with the painter, bumping his shoulder with hers and there was even a kiss to his cheek at one point. She did appreciate it, after all. By the time they were done, even Rose was having trouble remaining seated in the same spot. Her bum was starting to get sore.
When he mentioned the surprise, she was practically bouncing once more and she was definitely grinning up at him. "I think you might be right, Doctor." Her curiosity, it burned.
All smiles and teeth as he gripped her hand and nearly took off running to their next destination. There was a sharply dressed man with a megaphone enticing the crowd in. "Come see it! Step right in! Moving pictures, right here, everyone!"
The Doctor had no shame pushing his way through the crowd, although securing his hold on Rose's hand as they went past to stand towards the middle of the audience. Leaning down, he explained, "I love a good film, don't you?" His eyes widened with excitement, as if he had never seen a flm before. But not just any film! The debut of moving pictures with sound! How brilliant was that?!
The room darkened slightly as a project was heard clicking in the background, and before they knew it they were watching a 5-8minute clip of some ballets and operas. There was a total of 4 different, very short, films, but the audience was so captivated, they were repeated once or twice more. The Doctor cheered with the rest of the crowd, acting equally amazed and impressed as they were at the new marvel. "Look at the reels of those film strips!" How things had changed so much!
Rose laughed. She couldn't help it. His excitement was endearing and amusing and, based on his reaction, one would probably think he hadn't ever seen a film before. As many times as he'd made her sit through 'The Muppet Movie,' she could speak to the inaccuracy of that assumption. "I would never have guessed that about you," she teased.
The ballet and the opera were lovely, but Rose found more enjoyment in the way the crowd cheered and their amazement. Specifically the Doctor's since she was relatively certain everyone else was actually brand new to films with sound. To be there at its debut was brilliant and one of those things that'd never occurred to her before she met him, but most of the time, Rose spent watching the Doctor rather than the clips being projected onto the screen in front of them.
Nudging his side, she leaned into him and tried to pitch her voice at a level only he could hear. "Ballet? S'pose now's the time to tell you I'll be expectin' to see your moves later. I've seen your swing, but this...I'm looking forward to." She might encourage him to give the singing a go, too, but reckoned punk was more his style from what she'd heard in the past.
LOLFOREVER! The Muppet Movie!?captoftardisMay 8 2012, 05:11:57 UTC
He was so absorbed in the audience's emotions, that he almost startled by Rose's jab to his side. Glancing down, he listened to her quip and smiled a bit sheepishly, "If I showed you those, I'd have to kill you." He could barely dance, that was something his last regeneration was far better at than him. And singing? That's even worse, although he seemed to have no shame belting out some Beatles tunes while repairing the TARDIS.
"You enjoying yourself?" He asked as the projection flipped off and the reel spun a few times in its place, indicating the film was over. She appeared to be happy, which only made him smile wider.
LOL! The Doctor's love of the Muppet Movie is canon - who am I to argue?summinkothewolfMay 9 2012, 01:57:55 UTC
Oh, she could get used to putting that smile on his face. Cocky was a good look on him, sure (a fact which she would never ever admit to, of course), but sheepish was utterly adorable. "I dunno...might be worth it, to see them. I'll show you mine if you show me yours?" It was a challenge and an offer and that was definitely her flirtatious tone.
They'd wind up collapsed on the floor in fits of giggles if they tried to do ballet, but there were far worse ways to spend an afternoon. And his singing wasn't half bad, in her opinion. She'd quite enjoyed the bit of 'Hit Me With Your Rhythm Stick' he'd sung back in Scotland before the werewolf and the Beatles sing-alongs during TARDIS repairs were great. If she could get him to sing something from the twenty-first century, though, that'd be brilliant. And she was working on it.
She was aware of the projector flipping off, as that sound of film spinning alerted her, but she cast a quick glance up at the screen before looking back at the Doctor. Her smile brightened as she watched his widen and she slipped her arm through his. "Yeah, 's nice to have a sort of down day, y'know what I mean? What about you?"
I totally didn't remember that! captoftardisMay 9 2012, 12:17:03 UTC
"It's turning out to be a lovely day." He didn't want to admit exactly how much fun he was having because he'd be talking a kilometer a minute and there'd be alot of arm flailing. Also words couldn't exactly describe properly what he felt spending this time with Rose, as he was definitely cherishing it.
"C'mon, I had at least one other thing to show ya!" They managed to push themselves out of the crowd and walked down quite a distance to a strangely shaped long building. "The world's largest telescope! 1.25 meters in diameter, 60 meters long! It actually can't be upright, so they use mirrors to reflect space-type subjects, although it's purpose wasn't for that." He drew himself closer to Rose, lowering his voice, "In about 9 years, the company that built it will go bankrupt and the telescope will be dismantled."
My love of Tooth & Claw knows no bounds, which might explain why I remembered that, hahaha!summinkothewolfMay 9 2012, 21:54:27 UTC
"Blimey," she breathed, gaze riveted on the humongous telescope.
Rose leaned her head in automatically when the Doctor drew closer and furrowed her brows at both the addition and his initial information sharing. "What -- I mean, it's sad that they'll go belly-up an' all," she whispered back, not wanting to let that cat out of the bag any more than him, "but what's the point of a telescope that can't be upright?"
That didn't come out quite as she meant it to, so she tried again. "You said they use mirrors to reflect space-type things, but that seems like a lot of extra work when they could've just built one that works properly...what was its purpose supposed to be?"
I just rewatched that ep maybe 3 weeks ago and somehow must've missed the referencecaptoftardisMay 10 2012, 19:27:21 UTC
"It was built for the exhibit, so basically just to impress and see if they could." Scientific advancement wasn't really a concern during this time, which was a shame in the Doctor's eyes. However, being a scientist himself, anything not being used to its full potential was a shame in his eyes.
"C'mon, let's have a look, yeah?" He wandered around, marveling at its design, muttering a few comments to himself under his breath as he flitted about. Finally reaching the line considered to be for the eyepiece, he wondered what the subject would be given the few "ohhs and ahhs" projected.
"It's the moon, Rose! Come look!" How lucky for them it was in the right spot in the sky and the late afternoon making it visible.
It's in the beginning as they leave the TARDIS when he's talking up 1979.summinkothewolfMay 11 2012, 01:33:26 UTC
"Oh. Right. 'Course they did. Makes sense." If by making sense, she meant not at all, but it wasn't the first or the last time someone had made something for those reasons. Seemed like a waste to her, though, which probably explained their relatively short presence in the business world.
Rose went with him, trying to hear what he was saying as he looked the telescope over, but most of the mutterings were too quiet for her to pick up on. She smiled at several people who were looking at him curiously, patting his shoulder when she suspected his comment wasn't exactly flattering based on the crease in his forehead.
She laughed, smile morphing to grin at his exclamation. "Big as that thing is, much as it should be able to see, an' it's focused on the moon? Alright, yeah. I'll have a look." Moving closer to him, she pushed him gently to give herself the spot directly in front of the eyepiece. Oooh. That was rather impressive, actually. "Doctor, can we-- I mean, can we, you know, go?" She meant to the moon, of course, although anyone overhearing would likely assume she meant leave.
"Go?" It took him a moment, then, "OH! Erm, it's really not that interesting..." If she wanted to go, he'd rather just throw open the TARDIS door and sit out with his legs dangling or just within the protective barrier of the TARDIS's reach.
Really, he could think of much more interesting places and things to do, such as this, but if she was insistent upon going, he could make it happen.
The crowd was gathering more and more around them, pushing him to realize perhaps their turn was over and down they went back to ground level. "Evening is coming... what next would you like to see before nightfall?"
One of her eyebrows went up and she cast a disbelieving look his way. Not that interesting? It was the bloody moon. It wasn't the most exciting location in the Universe, but it was Earth's...and she really wanted to put on a space suit and do a bit of that bouncing like she'd seen on the footage of the Moon Landing.
She just wanted to bounce, Doctor. And say she was there. Maybe plant a flag. So, yes, she insisted.
Fingers laced through his, Rose returned to the main fair area and gave it a look-about, thinking. Upon spotting something in the distance, she grinned wickedly. "The Wild West Show's here. That's the original one, yeah? With...what's his name? The famous American cowboy bloke? Buffalo Something-or-Other."
Well, maybe he'll comply. Maybe. Most likely he would.
"A cowboy show!? Ohhh, Buffalo Bill! These are far better than most rodeos." He'd be the first to not approve of weaponry, but he had to admit they were rather impressive at entertainment shows such as these.
His fingers squeezed Rose's in return, also matching her excitement. This was turning out to be quite a fine day indeed. A rare day! One with not much running or demand of their puzzle-solving or some such. He could get used to this.
If he was struggling over his decision, Rose had her eyelashes ready to flutter and that smile to give him. She'd probably do both anyway, to be honest.
"Buffalo Bill! That's the one! Couldn't remember his name. Grand Dad used to watch old Westerns sometimes. I could never sit still long enough to watch one all the way through with 'im, but I picked up enough?" It wasn't necessarily meant to be a question, but considering their level of knowledge -- she guessed -- 'enough' might be a stretch. Especially considering her next words. "What exactly's a rodeo?"
Before her question was finished, Rose was already pulling on his hand and walking in the direction of the large sign. "This'll be a change for us," she said lightly. "Guns and fighting and life or death, except without any of it being real." Which was really the only reason she considered dragging him to it. It was all in good fun and this was exactly the sort of day they'd been needing lately.
"Ohh, you know: ropes, cattle, bucking horses. Well, in Earth-terms. Outside of Earth it's whatever livestock they have - which oddly enough often does include cows."
They popped themselves in the tent where the attraction was, pushing past a few people to reach their seats. It didn't take too long before they were settled when fiddles and a banjo started playing some country-type tune, attracting everyone attention that way. Soon enough, a man on a horse road into the center. "Howdy all!" Just a moment later, a girl with a red cowboy hat galloped into view and introduced herself and the man. There were a few explanations of what they did before the lights dimmed and the show about to begin.
She wasn't actually all that familiar with rodeos beyond the vague recollection of Luke Perry being in some movie about them and her mom thinking it was rubbish. So, she didn't know. But the information was most helpful and she nodded. Then, her features drew into an expression somewhere between surprised and amused at the idea of space cows. Then again, they'd seen cat people and tree people, so why not cows?
Rose let go of his arm to clap along with everyone else, her rather...less than lady-like hooting drawing a bit of attention toward them. She smiled and gave a little shrug, leaning into the Doctor. "That's a woman. A woman sharpshooter," she enthused. She'd thought this was going to be an all-boys show, so discovering otherwise was a pleasant surprise.
The parade was neat, seeing everyone in the show on their horses showing off a bit. The sharp-shooting and trick shots display prompted a few oohs and ahhs from Rose. The re-enactment of Custer's Last Stand made her shift uncomfortably in her seat. It was pretend, but Buffalo Bill's narration told about it being real and, well, the scalping and Indians-as-ruthless-savages was unsettling. Hand landing on the Doctor's leg, she whispered to him. "Was it really like that?"
It was rather endearing watching Rose so caught up in this, that he didn't even realize the wide smile across his face. The looks she received from the audience earned her an amused laugh from him as he unconsciously moved slightly closer to her.
Breaking him from his reverie with her hand on his leg, he looked down at it before registering her question being whispered. Shaking his head he replied back, "No, but there was alot tension between the white Americans and the natives... Many battles and senseless slaughters, controversy. All that." He hadn't personally spent much time during those days, maybe a little trip here and there, but he tried to stay out of it for his own sake and trying to prevent too much confusion.
A little bit later, the show came to an end, and the audience stood and cheered. Leading Rose back outside, he could see the oil laps being lit for the evening in some building fronts. Electricity existed, but wasn't best quality at this time, giving streets a still dim look to them. "I think we could use something to eat, what do you say?" He held out his hand for hers to slip into, as he continued walking through the now dwindling crowd.
Case in point? He actually sat mostly still for the extended period of time it took to have the portrait made. She teased him about it a bit in whispers during pauses in conversation with the painter, bumping his shoulder with hers and there was even a kiss to his cheek at one point. She did appreciate it, after all. By the time they were done, even Rose was having trouble remaining seated in the same spot. Her bum was starting to get sore.
When he mentioned the surprise, she was practically bouncing once more and she was definitely grinning up at him. "I think you might be right, Doctor." Her curiosity, it burned.
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The Doctor had no shame pushing his way through the crowd, although securing his hold on Rose's hand as they went past to stand towards the middle of the audience. Leaning down, he explained, "I love a good film, don't you?" His eyes widened with excitement, as if he had never seen a flm before. But not just any film! The debut of moving pictures with sound! How brilliant was that?!
The room darkened slightly as a project was heard clicking in the background, and before they knew it they were watching a 5-8minute clip of some ballets and operas. There was a total of 4 different, very short, films, but the audience was so captivated, they were repeated once or twice more. The Doctor cheered with the rest of the crowd, acting equally amazed and impressed as they were at the new marvel. "Look at the reels of those film strips!" How things had changed so much!
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The ballet and the opera were lovely, but Rose found more enjoyment in the way the crowd cheered and their amazement. Specifically the Doctor's since she was relatively certain everyone else was actually brand new to films with sound. To be there at its debut was brilliant and one of those things that'd never occurred to her before she met him, but most of the time, Rose spent watching the Doctor rather than the clips being projected onto the screen in front of them.
Nudging his side, she leaned into him and tried to pitch her voice at a level only he could hear. "Ballet? S'pose now's the time to tell you I'll be expectin' to see your moves later. I've seen your swing, but this...I'm looking forward to." She might encourage him to give the singing a go, too, but reckoned punk was more his style from what she'd heard in the past.
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"You enjoying yourself?" He asked as the projection flipped off and the reel spun a few times in its place, indicating the film was over. She appeared to be happy, which only made him smile wider.
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They'd wind up collapsed on the floor in fits of giggles if they tried to do ballet, but there were far worse ways to spend an afternoon. And his singing wasn't half bad, in her opinion. She'd quite enjoyed the bit of 'Hit Me With Your Rhythm Stick' he'd sung back in Scotland before the werewolf and the Beatles sing-alongs during TARDIS repairs were great. If she could get him to sing something from the twenty-first century, though, that'd be brilliant. And she was working on it.
She was aware of the projector flipping off, as that sound of film spinning alerted her, but she cast a quick glance up at the screen before looking back at the Doctor. Her smile brightened as she watched his widen and she slipped her arm through his. "Yeah, 's nice to have a sort of down day, y'know what I mean? What about you?"
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"C'mon, I had at least one other thing to show ya!" They managed to push themselves out of the crowd and walked down quite a distance to a strangely shaped long building. "The world's largest telescope! 1.25 meters in diameter, 60 meters long! It actually can't be upright, so they use mirrors to reflect space-type subjects, although it's purpose wasn't for that." He drew himself closer to Rose, lowering his voice, "In about 9 years, the company that built it will go bankrupt and the telescope will be dismantled."
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Rose leaned her head in automatically when the Doctor drew closer and furrowed her brows at both the addition and his initial information sharing. "What -- I mean, it's sad that they'll go belly-up an' all," she whispered back, not wanting to let that cat out of the bag any more than him, "but what's the point of a telescope that can't be upright?"
That didn't come out quite as she meant it to, so she tried again. "You said they use mirrors to reflect space-type things, but that seems like a lot of extra work when they could've just built one that works properly...what was its purpose supposed to be?"
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"C'mon, let's have a look, yeah?" He wandered around, marveling at its design, muttering a few comments to himself under his breath as he flitted about. Finally reaching the line considered to be for the eyepiece, he wondered what the subject would be given the few "ohhs and ahhs" projected.
"It's the moon, Rose! Come look!" How lucky for them it was in the right spot in the sky and the late afternoon making it visible.
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Rose went with him, trying to hear what he was saying as he looked the telescope over, but most of the mutterings were too quiet for her to pick up on. She smiled at several people who were looking at him curiously, patting his shoulder when she suspected his comment wasn't exactly flattering based on the crease in his forehead.
She laughed, smile morphing to grin at his exclamation. "Big as that thing is, much as it should be able to see, an' it's focused on the moon? Alright, yeah. I'll have a look." Moving closer to him, she pushed him gently to give herself the spot directly in front of the eyepiece. Oooh. That was rather impressive, actually. "Doctor, can we-- I mean, can we, you know, go?" She meant to the moon, of course, although anyone overhearing would likely assume she meant leave.
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Really, he could think of much more interesting places and things to do, such as this, but if she was insistent upon going, he could make it happen.
The crowd was gathering more and more around them, pushing him to realize perhaps their turn was over and down they went back to ground level. "Evening is coming... what next would you like to see before nightfall?"
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She just wanted to bounce, Doctor. And say she was there. Maybe plant a flag. So, yes, she insisted.
Fingers laced through his, Rose returned to the main fair area and gave it a look-about, thinking. Upon spotting something in the distance, she grinned wickedly. "The Wild West Show's here. That's the original one, yeah? With...what's his name? The famous American cowboy bloke? Buffalo Something-or-Other."
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"A cowboy show!? Ohhh, Buffalo Bill! These are far better than most rodeos." He'd be the first to not approve of weaponry, but he had to admit they were rather impressive at entertainment shows such as these.
His fingers squeezed Rose's in return, also matching her excitement. This was turning out to be quite a fine day indeed. A rare day! One with not much running or demand of their puzzle-solving or some such. He could get used to this.
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"Buffalo Bill! That's the one! Couldn't remember his name. Grand Dad used to watch old Westerns sometimes. I could never sit still long enough to watch one all the way through with 'im, but I picked up enough?" It wasn't necessarily meant to be a question, but considering their level of knowledge -- she guessed -- 'enough' might be a stretch. Especially considering her next words. "What exactly's a rodeo?"
Before her question was finished, Rose was already pulling on his hand and walking in the direction of the large sign. "This'll be a change for us," she said lightly. "Guns and fighting and life or death, except without any of it being real." Which was really the only reason she considered dragging him to it. It was all in good fun and this was exactly the sort of day they'd been needing lately.
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They popped themselves in the tent where the attraction was, pushing past a few people to reach their seats. It didn't take too long before they were settled when fiddles and a banjo started playing some country-type tune, attracting everyone attention that way. Soon enough, a man on a horse road into the center. "Howdy all!" Just a moment later, a girl with a red cowboy hat galloped into view and introduced herself and the man. There were a few explanations of what they did before the lights dimmed and the show about to begin.
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Rose let go of his arm to clap along with everyone else, her rather...less than lady-like hooting drawing a bit of attention toward them. She smiled and gave a little shrug, leaning into the Doctor. "That's a woman. A woman sharpshooter," she enthused. She'd thought this was going to be an all-boys show, so discovering otherwise was a pleasant surprise.
The parade was neat, seeing everyone in the show on their horses showing off a bit. The sharp-shooting and trick shots display prompted a few oohs and ahhs from Rose. The re-enactment of Custer's Last Stand made her shift uncomfortably in her seat. It was pretend, but Buffalo Bill's narration told about it being real and, well, the scalping and Indians-as-ruthless-savages was unsettling. Hand landing on the Doctor's leg, she whispered to him. "Was it really like that?"
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Breaking him from his reverie with her hand on his leg, he looked down at it before registering her question being whispered. Shaking his head he replied back, "No, but there was alot tension between the white Americans and the natives... Many battles and senseless slaughters, controversy. All that." He hadn't personally spent much time during those days, maybe a little trip here and there, but he tried to stay out of it for his own sake and trying to prevent too much confusion.
A little bit later, the show came to an end, and the audience stood and cheered. Leading Rose back outside, he could see the oil laps being lit for the evening in some building fronts. Electricity existed, but wasn't best quality at this time, giving streets a still dim look to them. "I think we could use something to eat, what do you say?" He held out his hand for hers to slip into, as he continued walking through the now dwindling crowd.
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