Who: Amy Dyer & The Doctor (10) Where: Outside? When: December 15 Warnings: None Status: Ongoing Rating: PG-13
For Amy, having a job and working with people she'd never known was an entirely new and different thing for her. Jack was interesting and he complimented her. Both of them did, really. She couldn't complain about that. Especially since both her apparently gay boyfriends had ended up in a relationship together. There'd been a lack of attention from anyone who wasn't Phillip and she wasn't sure how she felt about him. But he wasn't here, so none of that really mattered.
It was different here, though. There were people who were different like she was and she didn't feel as much of an oddity. It didn't quell the scared feeling that bubbled up each time she got a new attack of shakes. Apparently it was normal, but she still couldn't get past the feeling that something was wrong. But today she was out for a walk to get a handle on where she was. She felt only a little awkward not walking around with a drink in her hand and more than a little confused by the fact that she wanted one when she knew that she'd just vomit black sludge everywhere.
When Amy drew herself out of her thoughts, she noticed someone that only looked familiar due to recent discoveries. The Doctor. This was a different Doctor from the one she'd spoken to before, though. He didn't look nearly as ornery or likely to go off on angry tirades, but then she didn't really know him.
Only one way to fix that.
That being decided, she just walked over and said, "Hello." She paused, flashing him a smile. "You're The Doctor, right? I'm Amy Dyer. I've met another of you, which seems a bit odd, really. Multiples of you all in the same place." And she was rambling. "Ah. But I wanted to say hello anyway."