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[suewnsong]

[Who ever said a dream had to be restful? Someone boring, probably. Certainly not any self respecting doctor of archaeology. At least not one answering to the name of River Song. And for fortunately anyone entering this specific dream hoping for adventure, that's exactly what she answered to

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had to. XD

[waterfell]

[Was everyone going to start telling her that in her dreams? Once she wakes up, it'll make her wonder in that nagging, uncomfortable way whether there's something she needs to be doing more quickly.

She, it turns out, is an Asian girl, perhaps in her late teens, modestly but fashionably dressed (despite the clothes being mussed and dirty after a faster-than-human-speed dash away from a boulder and the time it's taken to analyze and find her way through the temple layout).

Even as she catches her breath, she deserves a bit of her attitude after making it here. She angles herself facing River, and puts a hand to her hip even as her lips form a smirk.]

I'm worth waiting for. [Her eyes flicker to the artifacts.] Should I congratulate you now?

xD

[suewnsong]

[Very unlikely. River's polite button is just broken and she's never bothered to fix it. She smiles down at the woman, still amused by whatever she'd been laughing at, and swirls her wine-goblet.] Now...why would you do something like that? Not about the dream, I hope? Because if you were looking for an impressive dream you should have been here last week for the one about the clowns.

[waterfell]

You were late. [No, she really can't resist, tone still light and flippant.] I've already had the one about the amusement park.

[And outside dreams, some rather useful clowns under her own orders there; but that was a long time ago, now.]

[suewnsong]

[She smiles, now clearly amused by Ami's comment, rather than whatever private joke she had before.] Who ever said it had anything to do with an amusement park?

[stoleaherotitle]

[Giant rolling boulders? For River, it might be classic, but for Mao, it was a cliche that was on its last legs, hence why he was not amused when he had to run from one.

Though, of course, the panic was part of it. It was definitely part of the reason why he froze up for a second before swearing something under his breath, pulling out a very large sword from nowhere and slicing the boulder clean through before stomping his way through the temple.

Of course, he gets lost, and once he emerges from the maze with a limp and a scowl, he looks like he's gone through quite a lot. His clothes have patches of dirt on them. Some parts have been torn and ripped, exposing bruises and scars, some not necessarily from this dream. There are fresh new scars on his legs, he's probably strained his ankle, and his hair now has a fresh layer of dirt and mud, in addition to his skin.]

How can I be late? I don't even know you. [Why, yes, he's extra grumpy.]

[suewnsong]

[She seems unperturbed by his grouchiness or unfamiliarity with her.] Oh, Sweetheart, you should know first impressions can mean everything.

[stoleaherotitle]

Don't call me Sweetheart!

Ack the lateness I don't even...

[suewnsong]

[She laughs] You're very demanding for someone who's so late he missed the party.

[suchasadword]

[There's always a secret passageway near the entrance that leads right to the end; easy exit-route once you've made it all the way through, of course. Or maybe it's simply been created by the whims of the dreamers. It doesn't really matter, either way, though. What does, is the buxom blonde perched atop an ark, giggling away. Well now.]

I'm never late! [Good gracious; like Doctor like Child.]

...how very embarrassing of a wait.

[suewnsong]

[Oh, there's always a secret passage. It's just a question of whether you're clever enough to find it and whether or not you'd rather just make your way through it properly. It's much more fun to avoid rolling rocks.

River beams down at the TARDIS, not at all perturbed to see her.]

I think I might be hurt you meant to miss out on all the excitement.

[thatoldthatkind]

Oi! I am never late. Thank you. Except that one time, but that was entirely an accident.

Lord this is terrrrrible slowtag.

[suewnsong]

[River doesn't look remotely convinced.] One time, is it? I'm sorry, Sweetie, but landing the TARDIS in the wrong place still counts as late even if it's only been five minutes from your perspective. You've still missed out on all the fun.

[no_icy_limits]

[Bobby had to slide around and blast a few temple traps before making it to the center. He's annoyed. He doesn't remember how he ended up in the temple in the first place.]

No, you're early.

Ahhh I don't even...speaking of LATE.

[suewnsong]

[She arches an eyebrow, but she's still not about to budge. Metaphorically or physically.]

No, Sweetheart, you misread the invite. I said twelve-fifteen, not twelve-fifty

[OOC: I don't even...know...what to do with the English language today.]

no problem~

[no_icy_limits]

I didn't get an invite! I don't know how I ended up here. Why are you here?

[suewnsong]

Well! If you missed the invite it's no wonder you got the time wrong. [She gives him an expectant look.] Isn't it obvious?