On the Run ♦ 012. One Step Closer to Goodbye ♦ with captoftardis

Jan 25, 2013 01:36

Saying goodbye to Kassia was one of the hardest things Donna had had to do. If ever she had a daughter of her own she hoped she'd be just like Kas. Being around her triggered all those deep rooted maternal instincts Donna tried so hard to hide. In fact, part of her had been more than a little tempted to stay behind with Kassia on Scallite VI to ( Read more... )

verse: on the run, journal: captoftardis

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captoftardis March 26 2013, 03:43:25 UTC
"I'm fine; I'm always fine." He offers her a smile, but it doesn't quite reach his eyes.

Walking further into the market he manages to barter for some bread and some native fruit from the area. To him, nothing else looked appetizing, but he left Donna to her own bartering as he sat by the fence. Realizing he couldn't stand the idea of having Donna out of his line of sight, he pulled off a small piece of bread and tucks it away in his mouth.

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noblexcompanion March 26 2013, 04:10:08 UTC
If he was fine then she was the Queen of Sheba - which she wasn't, at least, not that she was aware of. Then again, time travel with all it's timey-wimey, anything was possible. But he wasn't fine and she knew it! She knew him too well for his bad lies to get passed her!

She was fast-developing a mental Doctor Bullshit Detector. It was very useful.

Donna was able to barter for some bread and cheese, as well as some local mead. It did mean she vanished inside a tent for all of five seconds, mind.

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captoftardis March 26 2013, 05:27:50 UTC
When she disappeared, he could feel that edging panic within him rise for a moment, until she popped back outside and all was right again. He scrubbed at his face, telling himself he was being utterly ridiculous as she walked back towards him.

"Get anything good?" He looked at her hands with great curiosity and pointed to the bottle, "What's that?"

Eventually, he realizes, they'll have to find camp somewhere. He couldn't speak for Donna, but he had his fill riding on a horse for the day, and the poor creature needed a rest too. Maybe they could find a real bed for the night?

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noblexcompanion March 26 2013, 14:59:34 UTC
Poor clingy Time Lord. Just be thankful she didn't stay in the tent chatting. Last thing she needed was the Doctor tearing the market apart looking for her.

"Mead. It's supposed to be good. Bread and cheese too. Have a sniff!" She practically shoved the bread under his nose.

"So, what's the plan? I think sitting on that horse has killed my butt."

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captoftardis March 26 2013, 18:14:40 UTC
He steals a piece from her bread as retaliation and then shrugs, "Dunno." He looks down at his clothes and sighs, "I suppose find the river and have a bath, wash my jacket some... find somewhere to settle for the night."

They still had at least 2-3 days until they reached the TARDIS, which was much faster than what they traveled going to the emperor's palace, sadly enough.

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noblexcompanion March 27 2013, 00:45:52 UTC
"Bath?! In the river?! In front of you?!! Pervert! Seriously, is that how you get your cheap thrills? Dragging women across the world and making them strip down by rivers so you can peek!"

To be honest, Donna was at the point that she would strip off in the nearest fountain if it meant getting clean. But it was easier to get mad than to admit how heartbroken she was.

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captoftardis March 27 2013, 04:56:31 UTC
His mouth fell open, "That's not ---! What are you ---!? Do you really think that's what I'm interested in now of all times? Getting into your knickers? In case you haven't noticed, you have blood on your clothes and my jacket, and I'd rather have a soak and forget anything of this has happened."

He stuffs another piece of bread in his mouth before pushing up to his feet and walked off.

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noblexcompanion March 27 2013, 05:01:25 UTC
Well that outburst was unexpected. Really, the job of Time Lord babysitting should come with an amazing salary. She rolled her eyes and started to walk after him. Who knew what kind of trouble he'd get himself into if she left him alone to his own devices, especially given his current start of mind.

"Slow down, won't you? Blimey! I thought you were knackered, you're practically running!"

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captoftardis March 27 2013, 05:26:39 UTC
"You just called me a pervert and now you're chasing after me?" He turns and he starts to actually laugh a bit, because of both being knackered and in an emotional disarray, it was a bit comical. "I really think you're mental sometimes."

He goes back to the horse to pack away what little they gained at the market, took his jacket and set off to find the river. Along the way, he skims along the growing planets until he mananges to find what he was looking for, "Soap nuts! Nature's detergent!" A cheeky grin at his discovery, and not much farther did they find what they're looking for.

"If you're so paranoid," He notices some of the townswomen doing their laundry and children splashing in the water, "You can go down a bit aways... Just not too far, OK?"

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noblexcompanion March 27 2013, 07:36:25 UTC
Donna wondered idly if there were any hospitals in all of time and space that offered psychology for Time Lords. She was a little worried the stress of losing Rose and John had finally cracked him and sent him around the bend! She really hoped it was just sleep deprivation kicking in.

"Well don't you go peeking..." She was definitely wary of stripping off in front of a crowd as she started to wander off along the bank of the river to find a quiet spot to wash in piece.

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captoftardis March 27 2013, 15:52:10 UTC
Humans and their strange aversion to nakedness. He never quite understood it, but he typically let it slide and thought it was endearing half the time.

Finding a spot of his own, he slipped off his trainers and socks to keep dry and waded out into the river, up to his thighs and stood there for a moment. Funny how life continued on around him: the water still flowed, animals stopped for a drink and ran off, the townspeople chatted away as they did their responsibilities, time continued as it always had.

Finally, he does his best to launder his clothes, though the blood didn't come out completely in the jacket, but was certainly less noticeable, and settles them on a rock to dry in the sun.

After about an hour, his trousers at least looked dry enough to slip back on and he sat on the rock, quietly watching the scenery around him, waiting for Donna to return.

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noblexcompanion March 28 2013, 00:23:26 UTC
Donna was still waiting a way down the river for her clothes to dry. She was sat on the bank in her underwear, letting the still damp clothing dry in the sun. Her hair was drying naturally, going incredibly frizzy. What she would give for a hair dryer and some hair straighteners right about now.

She kept dipping her toes into the water, watching the people come and go. At least they didn't seem particularly bothered by her state of undress.

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