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[Open] SOMEONE WAS BORED I THINK AND IT WASN'T ME

May 16, 2011 23:36

This had been hailed in the media as one of the biggest tournaments in the King of Games' career. Unfortunately you'd been unable to attend as a duelist, and even unable to accompany him as his significant other. You had been busy but he'd understood. A shame, he'd said, as he had been working on a really good strategy for the last few months. You ( Read more... )

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darkheartflame May 17 2011, 03:44:33 UTC

"Pharaoh," The Doctor called, waving his arm high above his head to get Atem's attention. While he didn't understand dueling himself per se, he understood the younger man's need to do it. And he always looked amazing and poised when he did.

With a roll and a squirm that only a timelord could make, Eight was beside the ancient king and had taken his hand before anyone around them knew what was happening, and fallen into stride.

"I must say you've gotten quite good at that."

note_atem May 17 2011, 03:49:50 UTC

Not many people called him that anymore, or really anyone. So the moment it was uttered he knew that it wasn't a chance happenstance or a crazy fan screaming crazy words, he instantly tried to look around the crowd to spot the one man that word could have belonged to. It didn't seem to matter that he wasn't tall enough to see over the crowd however as his hand was taken.

"I didn't know you were coming." He said, slightly puzzled. How dare the Doctor just come unannounced. That sounded too much like him to be fair.

darkheartflame May 17 2011, 03:54:33 UTC

"I like to surprise people. And I was in the neighbourhood," The doctor laughed inwardly, his voice jovial and light - just like always with his friend. The hand squeezed around Atem's comfortingly, seemingly unphased by the rest of the crowd.

"So where are we going?" Eight asked, looking around at all the people surrounding Atem.

"Home or home? You know the old girl misses you."

note_atem May 17 2011, 04:05:44 UTC

"In the neighborhood." He mocked with a smirk and a light roll of his eyes. That didn't mean much when one had a ship that could travel through time and space. The swath of people around them was becoming unbearable at this point. People were reaching out to tug at his jacket and just pull at him in general.

"I don't care where we go but I need to get away from all this." It wasn't that he didn't like his fans, when they were controlled. But after that duel he needed a moment to process and not be surrounded by grabby fingers and screaming voices.

darkheartflame May 17 2011, 04:18:11 UTC

With the unspoken request, Eight ducked into the crowd and took Atem with him, darting through arms and legs and around children and food to come out relatively unscathed on the other side in a more empty corridor. With an almost smug smile he turned back to Atem in just a way that the Pharaoh could see the softly humming blue box twelve steps behind him.

"You know, I rarely offer this a second time," The doctor began, though it was obvious he was anything but as put out as he sounded.

"How about it? You can teach me dueling," Eight finally finished with a smile, dangling the spade key to his machine down in front of the smaller man's eyes.

note_atem May 17 2011, 04:22:27 UTC

His small stature made it a little easier for him to maneuver as the Doctor pulled him about. It wasn't something he really liked, having to be tugged around like a child, but he understood why. And he had made the request to be led out of there after all.

Once he stood in front of the TARDIS he held his usual expression of slight, but muted, awe. The machine that he couldn't exactly wrap his head around. Once that key came into focus he looked at it, to the TARDIS and back towards the Doctor.

"I can't go missing for too long."

But it was a time machine, too. Sometimes he really did forget the concepts of it all, or maybe after dueling for so long he just was a little tired.

darkheartflame May 17 2011, 04:30:43 UTC

"I'll have you back before you leave, I promise," And of course the Doctor would promise that. Who wouldn't, for a chance to travel with someone who was king, and is technically king in a new arena.

"A quick trip to Egypt, then the Eye of Orion. We'll have you back better than when you left. C'mon~ What do you say?" The Doctor had travelled alone almost too long that he needed to share one adventure with a friend; at least to take the edge off. What was the point of travelling if you couldn't share the experience?

note_atem May 17 2011, 04:32:10 UTC

"Eye of Orion?" It sounded mystical and amazing. As usually all the Doctor's adventures and promises did. He was beginning to think the man knew him too well at this point.

With a grin he simply nodded. "Alright." How could he really refuse? He couldn't, was the obvious answer to that.

darkheartflame May 17 2011, 04:49:33 UTC

The Doctor ushered Atem forward, the one with the key should always be the first one into the TARDIS. And since the last time they'd travelled together he'd changed the console room just a little to suit his own aesthetics.

To be honest, it was the awe he lived for in his mortal companions. The entry to the TARDIS made everyone's heart, even his own, flutter a little. Let alone the trip out when they land.

The moment Atem has the door open, the Doctor pushed passed, already playing with the controls. While he looks a mask of innocence, he's actually been planning this for a long time.

"So..." The Doctor began, tapping controls, pressing levers and turning wheels as he needed. "Future or past....Oh, I know....! We could go back to when we first met," The chuckle of a plan echoed through the ornate console room.

"What was your friends name?"

note_atem May 17 2011, 04:52:52 UTC

As usual he was sort of left standing by the front of the doors, just kind of staring. The usual effect even though he had sworn some day it was going to lose its charm. He hadn't been right yet. The whole bigger on the inside thing was still amazing to him. The new digs didn't help either.

It took him a moment to respond because of it, snapping himself out of his stupor with a shake of his head as he stepped forward, the usual saunter to his hips. "When we met?" He asked, a little disbelief in his voice. "Isn't that ... against the rules?" He wasn't even sure about the rules of time and space, seeing as he'd gone back in his own time line already without the Doctor. Granted he had been an amnesiac spirit then but...

"Friend? Which one?" Because he did have a few.

darkheartflame May 17 2011, 05:12:29 UTC

"Well, if we go back to Egypt after we left, then it wouldn't be as bad as if we're together in the same point," The TARDIS rotor kicked into gear, the familiar grinding spreading through the console room.

"The tall one in the robes," And while he did think he knew what position the man had, he had to keep the mystical, never wrong air about him. Another button flicked, causing an illumination on the other side of the console.

"The one you couldn't take your eyes off until we left?" The Doctor finished, stepping back to glance at the view screen to double check the settings.

note_atem May 17 2011, 05:16:02 UTC

His head tipped slightly as a soft, distant look spread across his face. "The Priest?" Seth had been the tallest- though for not being able to keep his eyes off him, he wasn't sure that was so true. Or at least he'd try not to act as flustered as he suddenly felt.

"That's Seth. But why do you want to know that?" What was the dear old Doctor up to?

darkheartflame May 17 2011, 05:19:50 UTC

"Well, it wasn't really coincidence that I landed near you..." The Doctor began, but decided to wait for a prompt to continue. "And we're already on our way. Shouldn't be long now."

Eight walked around the back of Atem, pressing a button over the Pharaoh's shoulder before offering him a smile.

note_atem May 17 2011, 05:25:10 UTC

He hadn't really thought to ask the Doctor to stop in the middle of flying the TARDIS somewhere. Was that even possible? Would he have if he could have? He wasn't sure and it didn't really matter. Though he was still a little confused.

His head tilted up as the other came closer. The smile was not met with another, just an arch of his eyebrow as he turned to greet the other fully. "Am I in your way?"

darkheartflame May 17 2011, 05:32:37 UTC

"Not at all," the Doctor replied, stepping back almost proud of his flying. The Old Girl just needed a little TLC to fly this smooth.

"......I received a message from someone in Egypt. It seems we're needed again," The smile seemed to settle in an almost passive manner on his face. Calm and content, but still excited about the adventure.

note_atem May 17 2011, 05:36:08 UTC

A few confused blinks passed his eyes as he looked at the other. "A message?" For help? For .. something else? It made him slightly anxious. Was the world in trouble? Was there distress somewhere he wasn't aware? Had his dueling interfered with something more important?

"Is everything alright?"

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