I put some new shoes on [and everything's gonna be all right]
Characters: The Proper Tenth Doctor (rude_not_ginger) and the Proper (if only!) Dr. Martha Jones (marthajonesmd
Location: Fancy reception area in London, housing UNIT personnel
Time: Evening
Summary: The Doctor and Martha have a fancy dinner for UNIT personnel. Disaster may or may not strike.
Warnings: The Doctor is wearing his cursed tuxedo. Disaster is 98% more likely to strike.
The Doctor liked his tuxedo. Really, he did. Granted, he did a number of positively horrible things to this tuxedo, but he did like it. He looked good in it. He knew, however, that his tuxedo had to be cursed. Somehow, someway, it was definitely cursed.
He sighed and straightened the tie as he exited the TARDIS towards the reception hall.
Like this? Being here was certainly the tuxedo's doing. He'd only just put it on after getting a few holes and blood stains lifted out of it, when he found that he was being summoned (mandatory, no excuses) for a holiday party for all UNIT staff. He couldn't really avoid this one for too long, unfortunately. His good name was what got Martha her job, and if he went off and spoiled that...
Well, he was here. He'd make a quick appearance, smile at a few people, then leave. Easy, yes? Yes, of course!
Location: Fancy reception area in London, housing UNIT personnel
Time: Evening
Summary: The Doctor and Martha have a fancy dinner for UNIT personnel. Disaster may or may not strike.
Warnings: The Doctor is wearing his cursed tuxedo. Disaster is 98% more likely to strike.
The Doctor liked his tuxedo. Really, he did. Granted, he did a number of positively horrible things to this tuxedo, but he did like it. He looked good in it. He knew, however, that his tuxedo had to be cursed. Somehow, someway, it was definitely cursed.
He sighed and straightened the tie as he exited the TARDIS towards the reception hall.
Like this? Being here was certainly the tuxedo's doing. He'd only just put it on after getting a few holes and blood stains lifted out of it, when he found that he was being summoned (mandatory, no excuses) for a holiday party for all UNIT staff. He couldn't really avoid this one for too long, unfortunately. His good name was what got Martha her job, and if he went off and spoiled that...
Well, he was here. He'd make a quick appearance, smile at a few people, then leave. Easy, yes? Yes, of course!