Jan 26, 2008 00:32
The Fifth Doctor is getting antsy. He's ready to get going, get the TARDIS moving again. So don't mind if he's running about getting things ready. She hasn't traveled in a good while, so he's taking every precaution. There's vague thought of Reid, of whether he is coming along or not, but he keeps quiet. He'll stop for a spot of tea soon enough, but for now, he's fussing over his TARDIS in a corner of the lobby.
Ianto Jones is completely and utterly bored. He hates having nothing to do, nothing to keep his hands busy with, even if it's filing, sorting, organizing... but even here, he's running out of things to do. This place has his sleeping patterns all amuck, so he's tired, too. He's attempting to look over a few old records, nursing (his third) cup of coffee.
He's a little ruffled, but he has reading material, coffee and a squishy chair to keep him comfortable for now.
She's dancing. Kitty is actually filled with a great amount of life and energy today. She's smiling wider, even though there are several things that cloud her mind.
Even as cold as it is outside, she's spinning around with her arms stretched out. She'll move and spin and dance until she falls over. Or until she's distracted. Feel free!
Any and all are botherable.
ianto jones,
the doctor (eight),
the doctor,
lily evans,
spencer reid,
martha jones,
the doctor (five),
kitty pryde