Comments | zion_8: "Gardens are a form of autobiography."

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"Gardens are a form of autobiography." - Sydney Eddison [OTA]

Feb 13, 2010 09:50

"C'mon, Doctor. Can't you pick up your pace a little?" An enthusiastic Peri was darting around the staid Time Lord, grabbing at his arm in an attempt to make him move faster down the corridor.

"This is my normal pace," he countered, sounding fairly miffed at Peri's urging, his eyes settled on her hand on him in prim resignation ( Read more... )

[canon] peri brown, [canon] five, [canon] gary seven, [place] botanical gardens

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beta_five February 14 2010, 05:00:15 UTC

There was nothing that cats liked quite more than laying around in (and occasionally chewing on) plants. Isis was no different, and she came padding in much without her owner's permission. She trotted merrily into one of the displays and laid down, just out of anyone's reach. Her tail flicked, a look of feline contentment on her countenance.

"Isis!"

Mr. Seven edged over to the display, looking around to see if anyone was nearby. Then he stretched, as hard as he could.

Isis purred, and browled softly. Her whiskers twitched, and she made no effort to rise.

Mr. Seven lowered to his hands and knees, pressing his arm up against a barrier to brace himself and stretched again, teetering to near the point of falling in.

Isis squirmed onto her back, ears flattened against the soft soil, paws tucked up and belly bared. Life was good for a mischievous cat.

peri_patetic February 14 2010, 06:42:21 UTC

And like most young women her age, Peri was completely enamored of cats. She'd wandered around the gardens, noting that the plants were grouped loosely by type of environment they grew in. And then she noticed the black ball of fur set against the green of everything else.

"Ooh, you're adorable!" she cooed, immediately heading over the barrier (cuz what use is actually owning the place if you couldn't break the rules once in awhile?), and reaching for that bare belly to give it a scritch, her fingers massaging gently. And then she noticed the man trying to get at the cat.

"Um, sorry. Is the cat yours?"

beta_five February 14 2010, 06:48:54 UTC

Isis was immediately delighted by the attention, squeaking in a meow worthy of the Doctor's most flustered moments and stretching out her back legs so hard that her toes spread with effort. And purred. Her motor loud and her chest vibrating against scritching fingers.

Not the most dignified introduction, certainly, half hanging over the barrier and for the moment slack-jawed at being caught. But he clamped his mouth shut.

"Yes. Her name is Isis. She likes to get into places where she's not supposed to be. I should keep a closer eye on her." That knack for getting into those places could be an irritant as well as a benefit. He stood up, doing his best to collect himself in front of the girl.

peri_patetic February 14 2010, 07:09:22 UTC

Peri laughed at the man's reaction, which sort of reminded her of the Doctor whenever he got caught in something he figured no one else saw. She reached over to scoop the cat into her arms. "C'mon, kitty. Let's get you back to your friend, okay?" Her arms were open and beckoning, waiting for Isis to get close to her.

The Doctor hadn't allowed her or Erimem to get another cat after they had to leave Anternak behind, and she wouldn't deny that she missed having one aboard the TARDIS. She couldn't really understand why the Time Lord was wary of cats. Okay, considering Anternak had that evil alien presence in his head, maybe he wasn't the best companion to have on the ship...

But still, cat!

"Isis, like the Egyptian goddess, right?"

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