for oldoldghost: Come Fly With Me
FOR THE DRABBLE MEME.
• Come fly with me, let's fly, let's fly away
If you can use some exotic booze
There's a bar in far Bombay
Come fly with me, let's fly, let's fly away •
She lives a hard life.
He can tell, because she doesn't talk about the things she does, she just does them. Does them, and then grins over at him with wide eyes that are much too innocent to possibly be genuine.
She tells him she's died before.
She tells him she's killed before.
The way her voice stays calm and unwavering shows him that she's neither ashamed nor surprised by her actions. He immediately wants to dislike her, but he can't. Even when she follows him around on the Plane, demanding things be explained and asking him questions he doesn't want to answer. Despite everything, she's verymuch like him. Very very like him.
He thinks he might love her. But not like a lover, surely. More like a wonderful child, one who admires him while he occasionally dotes and frequently neglects her. Much like the other children in his life.
"You should travel," he tells her while she hovers over him and one of his experiments.
"Where?" she asks. It's not a question of why with her. He's probably right, she decides that on her own. She simply accepts that this is how the universe is and she is the only way she can be. She also accepts him for who he is, even if he frustrates her at times.
She's younger than he is, but he often thinks he can learn a lot from her. She's not really a child, and she's certainly too old for him to neglect. She cares for herself. She's strong enough on her own.
He decides it might be time.
"Anywhere," he says, holding the door to the TARDIS for her.
She grins, and it's as if a light has gone on in the dark Plane. She beams with the brightness of a thousand suns, and not one of them are false. He likes her best when she is not false. And he can't help but grin back.
And there they are, two old and lonely killers grinning at each other in the middle of an impossible machine.
It's wonderful.
Muse: The Doctor (Ten)
Fandom: Doctor Who
Word Count: 346
Based on RP with oldoldghost in realityshifted
• Come fly with me, let's fly, let's fly away
If you can use some exotic booze
There's a bar in far Bombay
Come fly with me, let's fly, let's fly away •
She lives a hard life.
He can tell, because she doesn't talk about the things she does, she just does them. Does them, and then grins over at him with wide eyes that are much too innocent to possibly be genuine.
She tells him she's died before.
She tells him she's killed before.
The way her voice stays calm and unwavering shows him that she's neither ashamed nor surprised by her actions. He immediately wants to dislike her, but he can't. Even when she follows him around on the Plane, demanding things be explained and asking him questions he doesn't want to answer. Despite everything, she's verymuch like him. Very very like him.
He thinks he might love her. But not like a lover, surely. More like a wonderful child, one who admires him while he occasionally dotes and frequently neglects her. Much like the other children in his life.
"You should travel," he tells her while she hovers over him and one of his experiments.
"Where?" she asks. It's not a question of why with her. He's probably right, she decides that on her own. She simply accepts that this is how the universe is and she is the only way she can be. She also accepts him for who he is, even if he frustrates her at times.
She's younger than he is, but he often thinks he can learn a lot from her. She's not really a child, and she's certainly too old for him to neglect. She cares for herself. She's strong enough on her own.
He decides it might be time.
"Anywhere," he says, holding the door to the TARDIS for her.
She grins, and it's as if a light has gone on in the dark Plane. She beams with the brightness of a thousand suns, and not one of them are false. He likes her best when she is not false. And he can't help but grin back.
And there they are, two old and lonely killers grinning at each other in the middle of an impossible machine.
It's wonderful.
Muse: The Doctor (Ten)
Fandom: Doctor Who
Word Count: 346
Based on RP with oldoldghost in realityshifted