Time Travel: 18th Century Italy.

[earth_defender]

Rose lowered the skirts of the dress she had finally gotten herself into. She couldn't believe how many layers there were to the damned thing. Not only that, but the way it made parts of you look tiny and others...well, lets just say the corset had pulled everything in and pushed everything up. Fiddling with her hair she tucked a stray strand

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[rude_not_ginger]

The Doctor's head poked out from beneath one of the grates, a long line of grease across his nose, and his spectacles on. He had a bit of wiring in his hands.

"Compression coil's acting up again," he said idly, "Thought I'd have a quick look under 'fore we---" he blinked up at her in a bit of surprise, "Oh, you, uh, you got ready, I see." Did his voice sound a bit awe-filled? Perhaps.

[earth_defender]

Rose frowned as she looked down at him, "Well, when I saw the dress I thought I should. I didn't want you to stand there tapping your foot cause I wasn't ready in time."

Slowly she moved towards him and knelt down, which in that dress was a hard thing to do, and reached out to carefully wipe the grease from his nose. "So, if you still want to do. I am ready when you get changed."

[rude_not_ginger]

"Changed my dress shirt," he replied easily, twitching his nose a bit under her touch, "Besides, I doubt I'd look any good in a frill-front shirt. Not in this incarnation, at any rate."

After he was clean, he leapt up out of the grate and extended her a hand to help her up, "Up for some more history?" he beamed down at her.

[earth_defender]

Rose laughed softly, "It would be an interesting look. Of course if you had to do the frilly shirt you would have to go for the wig too."

Slowly she took his hand and allowed him to help her up, "Always ready." Her smile brightened and she looked into his eyes for a moment, "So," She moved towards the TARDIS door, "Going to give me some clues as to what I should expect?"