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[oliverplus]

Characters: Oliver Day (oliverplus) and the Tenth Doctor (bit_impossible)
Location: A beach planet
Time: Monday morning of the vacation plot
Summary: Ten dreams of a holiday on a beach, Oliver dreams of a holiday with friends, and the Plane sees fit to combine the two.
Warnings: Alcohol consumption. Also, likely trouble. This is the Doctor trying to take a holiday,

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In the shade of an over-sized umbrella, his normal suit switched out for a garish blue hibiscus flower Hawaiian shirt and khaki board shorts, lounged the Doctor with a pair of sunglasses adorning his face and a strip of white zinc down the bridge of his nose. For once, it felt terribly nice to relax, even if for a short while. It did slightly bother him that he couldn't place where exactly he'd turned up for his impromptu holiday, but the nosing around could wait, he figured.

Or at least, he thought as his hand groped absently at the little table next to his chair, until after he'd had another drink or two. The banana daiquiris were absolutely brilliant here in Holidayland, as he'd just decided he'd call it. Though upon further inspection, he found his still glass to be perfectly empty.

"Uh oh, Rollo," he muttered just loud enough to the tiny winged lemur asleep on his chest. "Time for a refill, I think. Up you get." Gently, he nudged the lemur and sleepily, it chittered at him before it crawled into his shirt pocket. "Good boy," he said, patting the lump before he climbed to his feet, heading over to the bar.

Only...he came from the completely opposite direction as Oliver had, and only as he approached did he catch sight of his friend. Surprise lit up his face, a broad grin instantly spreading across his features. "Oliver Day, as I live and breathe!" he called, making a few patrons turn their head toward him. "How the hell are you here? Nah, that doesn't matter right now, never mind. You're here! Ohhh," his eyes went wide, "and you've got yourself a little friend as well!"