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Rose Tyler (nomoreshopgirl) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-05-30 17:31:00

Entry tags:

arrival, complete, day 1, rose tyler, the doctor

Who: Rose and the Doctor
What: Arriving on the Planet
Where: Just outside the ranch
When: Today, just after this.
Rating: PG? If that?
Status: Complete, threaded

Rose kept her hand in the Doctor's swinging their joined hands between them as they started toward the door. She pushed it open, first noticing how warm it was as they stepped outside. "I don't think this is our stop," she said, glancing up to the Doctor. "Not that that'll keep us from exploring."

She tilted her head, sniffing. "It smells like...animals. And grass." She idly wondered where on earth- well. In the universe- they had ended up. "Any ideas? I don't know."

And then suddenly there were...creatures, walking in their direction. Rose slowed in her tracks, bringing a hand up to shade her eyes. "Wha- Can you see what those are? They don't look like anything I've ever seen."

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notginger
2008-06-12 06:56 pm UTC (link)

"Well, this is just not normal," he decideded, leaning against the door frame as he surveyed the room. "I mean, even by our standards, this seems a bit unlikely!" he went on, straightening up again and starting to investigate, opening a few drawers and such. "Eh, about once a week I guess, I don't exactly have a routine. Why?" he asked, apparently oblivious to what Rose was seeing.

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	nomoreshopgirl 2008-06-12 06:59 pm UTC (link)
	"Um." Rose turned back to him, watching him look through the dresser. "There's two of us. And only one bed." She ambled over to the closet, pulling the door open. "And it looks like our entire wardrobe's in here. But it can't be ours, can it? Ours is still- this isn't the TARDIS." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

notginger
2008-06-12 07:30 pm UTC (link)

The Doctor turned, acknowledging the bed situation with a mild interest before simply stating: "Oh. So there is." Although it didn't show in his expression, the Doctor's mind was already over-analysing the bed. Why did the planet think that was their need or desire? The less time spent dwelling on that the better.

He was glad for the distraction of the wardrobe, but a closer examination made him feel a little queasy. He scrunched up his nose and reached into the pocket of a jacket that was hanging there, the colour draining from his face as he produced a slip of psychic paper. He patted down his own pockets to find that this was indeed the original copy. "Oh, very good David Blaine!" he joked, slipping it into his own pocket, rather disgruntled.

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	nomoreshopgirl 2008-06-13 09:00 am UTC (link)
	"This is so weird," she said, reaching in and pulling out a jumper. "Hey, it's one of my favorites!" She frowned slightly, tilting her head. "I don't get it. Yeah, okay, maybe it's a psychic thing, but why would it keep us here? I'm guessing we're not the only guests at this place..." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

notginger
2008-06-13 09:24 am UTC (link)

It was a fair question; the Doctor could accept that a mind-reading room was possible, but the question of why was a little more worrying. "I don't know. I wonder if the other guests arrived through choice," he said thoughtfully, moving from the wardrobe to run his hand along the wall, feeling the strange vibrations of the TARDIS. This was too good to be done by one person, or even a group of people. "It's not even like we can technically be called guests. We're... well, we're citizens. We're this planets population..." he explained, realising again how horrific that sounded.

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	nomoreshopgirl 2008-06-13 09:27 am UTC (link)
	"I wonder how many there are," she said, hanging the jumper back up and shifted some other clothes around, grinning when she found the pink dress she'd worn back in the 1950's. "People, I mean." She released her hold on the dress and stepped back, shutting it again. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

notginger
2008-06-13 09:54 am UTC (link)

"I don't know. I'd guess those stone people are what's left of the original inhabitants. Perhaps they're trying to repopulate in a rather unconventional way... in which case I'd guess there aren't many people here. Well. Yet," he suggested with a little shrug. "Unless it's a new planet.. hmm. I've never heard of it, but maybe the TARDIS knows something. Or maybe the other.. new civilians know more than us!" he said, trying to remain positive about the situation.

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	nomoreshopgirl 2008-06-13 09:58 am UTC (link)
	"Maybe," she said, quiet as she turned in her spot, looking at the entire room. She sighed softly and made her way back over to the Doctor's side, wrapping her arms around him in a hug. It was another moment before she pulled back. "Should we go check the TARDIS?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

notginger
2008-06-13 10:07 am UTC (link)

The Doctor accepted her hug gratefully, rubbing her back in a comforting manner. "It'll be all right," he insisted softly. It was strange, but the thought of being trapped was worse than anything they had faced together. It didn't matter how perfect or luxurious it was. As far as the Doctor was concerned, prisons came in many different guises, and not all of them had bars or fences.

"Yeah, come on then. Let's see what the old girl makes of this place," he suggested. Although the Doctor didn't want to leave until they'd solved the mystery, he hoped that the TARDIS would give them quick answers and perhaps a reassurance that they could leave.

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	nomoreshopgirl 2008-06-13 10:24 am UTC (link)
	"Yeah, it will," she said, taking another look around before she took his hand. "I'd like that. I'd feel better, at least." Hopefully they'd be able to leave. It did look like a nice place, but she didn't want to be stuck here forever! (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	notginger 2008-06-13 07:04 pm UTC (link)
	As usual, he gave her hand a little squeeze of encouragement, smiling over at her as if nothing could possibly go wrong. "Right. We'll do a little scan, look it up on the map, and most importantly check she's still in working order," he nodded. "Come on!" he grinned, giving her hand a little tug so they could head off and check everything out. (Reply to this) (Parent)

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