[THREAD] Lost in the Woods
Who: Ninth Doctor (fantasticninth), Valentine (maskemotion) with Rose (traveling_rose) and Tenth Doctor (not_from_mars) later on.
What: Going on an adventure!
When: May 7th, noon and into the afternoon.
Where: The forest, eventually.
Rating: PG (might go up? Who knows!)
Valentine had sort of resigned himself when the walk had been cancelled the first time - he understood entirely that there were other things going on in Nine's life that had nothing to do with Valentine - but it was the next day, and they had reschedualled... He felt perfectly grand now. It was still a little bit before noon, yet he set out anyway to show up early at the Doctor's door.
Now that he thought about it, he hadn't properly met Nine face to face. Nine had seen his face - as far as he could remember - or more accurately, the changable expression face, when Valentine had been running willy nilly around the castle without any trousers on. That didn't count as proper meeting. He'd have to go and properly meet Ten too, his brain reminded him.
Eighth floor. It almost seemed like a pathetic, weak little number now that the lift had been installed. If it hadn't, he most likely would have been moaning and begroaning his fate - descending down too many stairs. A quick ride in the lift and there he was, all down on the proper floor. Now, it was a simple matter of finding the right door!
And that didn't even take long. He grinned and half-wondered about how Nine was going to react. Here Valentine was all properly dressed, masked, wearing his white robe, his loose and baggy purple t-shirt, black dress pants and shiny black shoes - and his spiked blond hair. He just hoped it wouldn't be with a facial expression that was too disgusting.
He knocked on the door. At least no one could accuse him of being late.
What: Going on an adventure!
When: May 7th, noon and into the afternoon.
Where: The forest, eventually.
Rating: PG (might go up? Who knows!)
Valentine had sort of resigned himself when the walk had been cancelled the first time - he understood entirely that there were other things going on in Nine's life that had nothing to do with Valentine - but it was the next day, and they had reschedualled... He felt perfectly grand now. It was still a little bit before noon, yet he set out anyway to show up early at the Doctor's door.
Now that he thought about it, he hadn't properly met Nine face to face. Nine had seen his face - as far as he could remember - or more accurately, the changable expression face, when Valentine had been running willy nilly around the castle without any trousers on. That didn't count as proper meeting. He'd have to go and properly meet Ten too, his brain reminded him.
Eighth floor. It almost seemed like a pathetic, weak little number now that the lift had been installed. If it hadn't, he most likely would have been moaning and begroaning his fate - descending down too many stairs. A quick ride in the lift and there he was, all down on the proper floor. Now, it was a simple matter of finding the right door!
And that didn't even take long. He grinned and half-wondered about how Nine was going to react. Here Valentine was all properly dressed, masked, wearing his white robe, his loose and baggy purple t-shirt, black dress pants and shiny black shoes - and his spiked blond hair. He just hoped it wouldn't be with a facial expression that was too disgusting.
He knocked on the door. At least no one could accuse him of being late.