[RP for brigadiertardis]: Let my love throw a spark, and have a little faith in me.
Things had seemed pleasantly quiet recently, which the Doctor decided to take full advantage of as expeditiously as possible. The trouble was, he wasn't at all certain how to best make use of the time. The only thing he did know for certain was that he wanted to treat his TARDIS to something he thought she might enjoy, something a bit out of the ordinary. As he deliberated over a warm biscuit, the Doctor suddenly smiled, brushing the errant crumbs from his mouth and hurrying to the console room.
It would be difficult to keep much of anything secret from her, but the Doctor's fingers brushed feverishly across her console, inputting data with an enthusiastic gleam in his eyes.
It seemed we were about due a trip, though this isn't just any trip, I assure you, he spoke to her.
The Doctor tried to quiet his mind as much as possible, lest he give away even the slightest hint that he had every intention of making this trip as romantic as circumstances would allow.
It would be difficult to keep much of anything secret from her, but the Doctor's fingers brushed feverishly across her console, inputting data with an enthusiastic gleam in his eyes.
It seemed we were about due a trip, though this isn't just any trip, I assure you, he spoke to her.
The Doctor tried to quiet his mind as much as possible, lest he give away even the slightest hint that he had every intention of making this trip as romantic as circumstances would allow.