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Who: The fifth Doctor and Cissie.
What: WALK, DISASTER AND HEROIC MYSTERIOUS SNOW RESCUE!
Where: Probably on the outskirts of town/just out of it.
When: During a blizzardy thing!
Warnings: ...Puppies.

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Cissie wrapped her gloved hands around her mocha, giving him a sweet grin. "You'll be grateful when we don't get hypothermia on the way to your special tree."

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"Well, as long as you don't get it, I'll be happy. It takes a great deal worse than this to give a Time Lord the chills," he noted as they picked their way down the road. He stopped short, however, when a large blob of snow slid from an overhang and nearly avalanched onto him. He glanced up. "Case in point," he told the overhang, grinning.

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She laughed at that and reached up to brush the snow off the shoulder closest to her. "I think I'll be fine. But that was clearly out to get you," she teased. When he'd brushed himself off, she waved her hand. "Well? Lead on!"

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"Oh, now that I'm in mortal danger of being snowed on, you're ready to go," he teased right back, taking a sip from his cup and setting off on what he hoped was a road or walkway. He rambled, of course, as he went.

"Northern European mythology has always been fascinating to me, and every chance I get to see the wilds out around civilisation, I can so often see where many of the fairy stories are derived. The shadows and tree trunks look like dancing creatures or wizened old hermits. Boulders as giants... why, it makes me want to take out my Andersen volumes and settle by a fireside again."