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Amy Pond (fairytale_pond) wrote in silverage,

Amy paid the cabbie and stepped out onto the sidewalk. As she stuffed the one bill she had leftover into her pocket she realised she was running dangerously low on the money the Doctor'd given her when she first got here. Probably need to find a job, she thought to herself with a scowl. She'd never really been one for steady employment.

Sighing, she turned to face the reason she'd come, the Welcome Center. The whole place had a fishy feeling to it, and her conversation with the "witch" on the message boards only cemented her desire to do some snooping. The Doctor was off doing... whatever he did (hopefully looking for a way out of here), so she decided to check it out herself. The glass revolving door was heavy as she pushed it in, but once she got it moving she stepped into the Center lobby and out of the summer heat.

She'd been told to look for the girl with pink hair (or green, or orange) and once cursory glance around the lobby was enough to tell her this girl wouldn't be hard to find. In fact, there she was now! ...Falling on her ass. Amy walked over to her, smiling, and offered her hand.

"Tonks, right? Amy. Help you up?"