open log: playing in the sea of leaves
Who: Rory Williams, Amy Pond, and anyone else who wants to act like a kid
What: Making fun time out of all the damn leaves while being locked out of the castle
When: October 4th
Where: The castle grounds
Rating: PG, more than likely
Day three of being locked out of the castle, and despite the efforts that had obviously been mounted to clear some pathways through the frankly ridiculous drifts of leaves that had suddenly appeared everywhere, there were still no pathways to be had. Not for very long, anyway. The leaves kept coming back.
"It's like the Red Sea," Amy said, hands on her hips as she surveyed the view from the front entrance to the castle. "The Red, Orange, Yellow and Brown Sea."
She and Rory had slogged their way over from Caritas to see if the doors had decided to unlock themselves (which, of course, they hadn't).
Beside her, Rory's arms were crossed. "You know, I thought Leadworth had a lot of leaves in the autumn," he mused, "or the Forest of Dean that one time I went with my parents. But that was nothing."
"Maybe it's not the Red Sea," Amy replied, still musing herself. "It's just a really big, enormous, castle-wide leaf pile." And with that, she skipped over to the steps leading down to where the front drive would be if they could see it and jumped off, nearly disappearing into the leaves.
Rory laughed, arms still crossed, and called out, "That's just like Leadworth. Remind you of anything?" It made him think of crisp autumn afternoons when Amy would come over while he would be raking the yard--his weekend chore--and ruin his progress by jumping in every leaf pile he'd made.
"Yep," she calls back cheerfully, spitting out a bit of leaf that had gotten stuck to her bottom lip and grinning at him. With her bright red hair, she almost blends in with the leaves. "You being a massive loser."
"I was not a loser!" Rory huffs. "You made me have to start all over!" And with that he's uncrossing his arms to jog down the stairs and flop backward into the leaves next to her. Amy makes an 'eep' noise and shields her face as leaves get tossed into the air, then grabs a fistful and chucks them at him.
"You never knew how to have fun!" she retorts, and the game is on.
What: Making fun time out of all the damn leaves while being locked out of the castle
When: October 4th
Where: The castle grounds
Rating: PG, more than likely
Day three of being locked out of the castle, and despite the efforts that had obviously been mounted to clear some pathways through the frankly ridiculous drifts of leaves that had suddenly appeared everywhere, there were still no pathways to be had. Not for very long, anyway. The leaves kept coming back.
"It's like the Red Sea," Amy said, hands on her hips as she surveyed the view from the front entrance to the castle. "The Red, Orange, Yellow and Brown Sea."
She and Rory had slogged their way over from Caritas to see if the doors had decided to unlock themselves (which, of course, they hadn't).
Beside her, Rory's arms were crossed. "You know, I thought Leadworth had a lot of leaves in the autumn," he mused, "or the Forest of Dean that one time I went with my parents. But that was nothing."
"Maybe it's not the Red Sea," Amy replied, still musing herself. "It's just a really big, enormous, castle-wide leaf pile." And with that, she skipped over to the steps leading down to where the front drive would be if they could see it and jumped off, nearly disappearing into the leaves.
Rory laughed, arms still crossed, and called out, "That's just like Leadworth. Remind you of anything?" It made him think of crisp autumn afternoons when Amy would come over while he would be raking the yard--his weekend chore--and ruin his progress by jumping in every leaf pile he'd made.
"Yep," she calls back cheerfully, spitting out a bit of leaf that had gotten stuck to her bottom lip and grinning at him. With her bright red hair, she almost blends in with the leaves. "You being a massive loser."
"I was not a loser!" Rory huffs. "You made me have to start all over!" And with that he's uncrossing his arms to jog down the stairs and flop backward into the leaves next to her. Amy makes an 'eep' noise and shields her face as leaves get tossed into the air, then grabs a fistful and chucks them at him.
"You never knew how to have fun!" she retorts, and the game is on.