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The Doctor (timelordlastof) wrote in labyrinth_rpg,
@ 2009-03-17 11:28:00

Entry tags:

complete, day three, the doctor, willow rosenberg

Who: The Doctor and Willow
Where: The cooking class tents
When: Day 3, late afternoon
What: Meeting, cooking, etc.
Rating: TBA
Status: Incomplete

After finding his room and investigating his journal, though not using it just yet, the Doctor decided that it was high time for a walk around the city. There was no way he was going to learn anything about the place he was in staying in that dingy room. As a matter of fact, the Doctor was fairly certain that he wasn't going to be staying in that room at all. He was much more comfortable on the TARDIS, and if it suddenly decided to start working again, he wanted to know about it straight away.

Wandering around, the Doctor found a few tents boasting classes for singing, fighting, needlepoint, and others. But the cooking one caught his attention, or rather, the smell coming from it, and headed over with an interested and excited skip in his step. The class had already started, but that didn't matter much to the Doctor, he slipped in with a wink and a smile at the class leader.

There was one woman without a partner, so the Doctor slid up beside her and grabbed a knife. "What are we cooking then?" he asked with an impish grin, spinning the knife in his hand dexterously.

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rosewillow
2009-03-18 02:38 am UTC (link)

The good thing about being a witch was that when she slept she could always do it deeply, sometimes enough to send her hurling into other dimensions until she found the best plane to rest in, some place peaceful and lacking the craziness her mind had found earlier.

She woke re-energized except for well the turning in her stomach which suggested she was hungry and there was only one way to fix that, dress and make way to the tents to see what kinds off food she could find. After a little picking in the cafeteria tent she felt she'd rather do her own cooking, it was something she missed over the last few months while she was away from home.

Coming into the cooking class tent she picked a spot in the back of the class by herself, it wasn't exactly a shy move, but more like one out of habit left over from her days as a geeky high schooler, a title she'd kicked by collage. She smiled at the man as she strolled in and stood beside her, she noted he was rather easy on the eyes and looked kind of quirky. He also harbored traits she was familiar with from people she had meet in her past, so she had no issue with placing himself as her partner.

"You know I'm not really sure, apparently you can never tell with these goblins, or so I hear. It looks more or less like some kind of mystery stew tonight. I guess they are really sticking with the whole Renaissance theme to a t. I think it should be interesting though." She laughed a little, rambling was one of her predominant traits. "I'm Willow Rosenberg, by the way. And you are?" She questioned and offered out her hand.

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timelordlastof
2009-03-18 10:56 am UTC (link)

The Doctor looked his partner over with an easy gaze and an amused half-smile on his face. There was a lot about this place that he didn't understand, but here was a person that was at least mildly interesting. Human, obviously, but with magical abilities that he associated with Wiccans. This girl, however, seemed to have gotten a real handle on it, which was impressive, for a human.

"This isn't right," he said with a shake of his head and a wave of his knife-wheedling hand before setting that down so that he didn't take someone's eye out. "It's too commercialized. It's too 21st century interpretation," he said disapprovingly. Then he grinned. "Smells too clean. But you might be right about the stew," he laughed.

He took her hand and gave it a gentle shake. "The Doctor. Nice to meet you, Willow," he smiled and then paid attention to what the instructor was saying for a second. "Shall we?" he asked, and began chopping up vegetables. "So, what's your story?"

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rosewillow
2009-03-20 10:44 am UTC (link)

Willow whispered not wanting the ugly Goblin that was walking past them to hear.“Well, maybe I can use a little magic and make this mystery stew taste a little more like something that will stay down in the long run.” She giggled and then took to cutting up the strange meat to put in the boiling pot of hot water with the other things. Once the Goblin passed she took a look around.

“I guess our host has no time to get things around her exactly right for the time period they belong too, he seems more bent on hiding in the castle like a hermit.” She huffed and shook her head. “I've seen better over lords twice his age and better looking do a much nicer job of mucking things up in people's lives.” She smiled at the The Doctor once she had his name and the handshake was over with. “Nice too meet you too Doc, can I call you Doc?” She questioned. “Oh and we shall of course.” She nodded making herself busy. “That's one loaded question! And really I'm not sure where to start but I'll give it a try seeing you have so nicely appointed yourself my partner we might as well do a little sharing while we work.”

“I'm from Sunnydale, California, I didn't lead a very average life at all, now this may seem really odd but my best friend Buffy Summers, well she's what they call the “Chosen One” Chosen to Slay vampires and kill demons, protect the world from the things that go bump in the night and bump back as I like to say.” She laughed a little, but kept going. Once Willow was started on a story in conversation she would keep going until it was over. She was an easily excitable young woman. “My friends and I help Buffy fight the good fight against evil. Except well, I got a little carried away with the magic, a certain incident set me off to the point where I became addicted to dark magics and almost brought the world to an end.” She gave The Doctor a weak smile. “I was on my way back home from, I guess you can say rehabilitation in London when I was taken off the plane and brought here.”

Willow watched for the man's reaction. “So that's about it for me, I'm the recovering Wicca on the wagon dragged here to well goddess knows where we are, and now I'm cooking with you. What's your story?” She questioned as she kept piling more things in the huge stewing pot.

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timelordlastof
2009-03-20 12:11 pm UTC (link)

The Doctor grinned and raised his eyebrows in a bit of agreement before watching the goblin walk away. "That's something I'd like to see," he admitted. The Doctor was interested in everything without an explanation, mostly so that he could explain it. And it had been quite some time since he'd seen a human witch in action. Alien ones, sure, but that was a whole other story. Her summation of that Jareth character had the Doctor snorting and nodding in agreement. Even the Dalecks were better at it. Then again, they had a lot of practice.

Doc? In all his days, and he had a great deal of them under his belt, the Doctor could never remember someone shortening his name like that. It was interesting, at the very least. "If you like," he said with an amused little shake of his head.

Her story was one that had him abandoning chopping all together and looking at her like she'd just sprouted another head. Then again, he might not have been as surprised about that. "Where the devil was I through all that?" he wondered aloud. Generally, he and the end of the world tended to meet up fairly frequently.

"Mine?" he repeated, and then shrugged. "Time traveler, to put it simply. I got in the TARDIS, it went haywire, and now I'm stuck here," he shrugged. "This planet though, I've never seen, hell, heard of it before. That's what gets me more than anything. I've been all over the universe, and I've never run into it. The TARDIS can't even identify it, and well, she's never had that problem before."

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