The Doctor (storm_inc) wrote in earth_12, @ 2009-04-18 08:42:00 |
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Current location: | Al Ghul lair, The Rift, Cardiff, Wales, Earth, 21st century |
Post-wrap party in a multidimensional vehicle, anyone?
As he's working in the general bucket line to evacuate Delirium's fish from their...floating...pile and to the speed demon vehicle Shouta'd procured an age ago to get to Cardiff, the Doctor's agile mind is whirring.
There's been so much drama over his girl, his TARDIS, that perhaps was unnecessary. Why not just...
No, <>no. NO DOMESTICS, first rule of his game. And what could be more domestic than playing host to a party for a crowd of humans, two scarabs, and an Endless??
But then he looked again at the scraped up, exhausted, in some cases emotionally wrung out crowd, and remembered there wasn't a rule in existence he hadn't broken. He put on his decision face - they needed something, Rassilon knew, and he had the means. What was one party? After all, inviting them inside wouldn't mean they'd all want to stay, right? They had their own homes to get back to!
Before he could change his mind back, he cleared his throat. "Right, you lot look like shite, and you've all been clamoring to see inside my ship...unless you've suddenly changed your minds? She's more than equipped to handle a bedraggled herd such as...us, bumps and scrapes included, an' I believe she'd like to meet you all anyway. So what do you say? To Gotham?" And he smiled his winningest smile.