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Amy Pond (fairytale_pond) wrote in silverage,
@ 2011-06-01 16:16:00

Entry tags:

!log, amy pond, locke cole

Who: Amy Pond and OTA
Where: An alleyway, near Bryant Park
When: Wednesday evening
What: Left behind
Rating: TBD
Open?: Yes

At first, Amy was furious. She’d asked the Doctor to stop on Earth so she could purchase some ...ahem... womanly supplies. What he hadn’t told her was that he was stopping on Earth in 1964— New York City to be precise. He also didn’t warn her that it would be raining. Her leather boots were going to be ruined now. And she liked those boots; they were a Christmas present from Rory. And then, he’d just left her here. In the rain. On her own. She reasoned with herself that he was probably working to fix it and would be back in a mo’, so she ran her errand, still fuming slightly.

Then, Amy got scared. She’d returned from the drug store, brown paper bag in hand, only to find that the alley where the TARDIS had landed still empty. She pulled out her phone and tried Rory’s speed dial, but of course there are no cell phone towers in 1964, so that was a no-go. She was stranded, with no means of reaching her husband or the Doctor.

Amy’s emotions cycled through several more stages. There was confusion, denial (“Maybe if I wait here they’ll come back”), then finally a calm acceptance. She was shivering from the cold and the rain, and as the sun went down she knew she oughtn’t stay out much longer. “Find someplace warm for the night,” she told herself. “We’ll come back here in the morning.” She left the alley and walked past the drug store to the main road. Walking down the busy street, shivering with cold, Amy took deep breaths and tried to think why the Doctor would have left without her. Suddenly, she noticed the rain had stopped. Or rather, she was standing under an awning. Turning to look up she saw that she stood in front of a large brick hotel.

Thinking only of room service and a hot bath, Amy rushed inside, not looking where she was going. As is wont to happen when running blindly, she was stopped short when she crashed into someone very tall and strong. As she fell awkwardly backwards, the damp paper bag finally tore and spilled its embarrassing contents all over the lobby floor.

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lockecole
2011-06-13 03:07 pm UTC (link)

"Sure, I am!" Locke beamed at Amy. He'd always been quite proud of his career and he made sure everyone knew of it. Scratching his head, he said, "It's funny how you think it's fantasy but...for me, it isn't. For me it's a way of life. Maybe like...the things you and Doctor do. That sounds really out there for me but you talk about like it's just eating cheese, y'know?

"Kinda like you, I go to new places to explore, and most of the time, you don't know what creeps lay out there so you gotta be ready for them." He paused for a beat. "I...guess if I put it that way, this whole getting lost in a city shouldn't be new to me. But that's not the case now..."

Locke wouldn't be caught admitting it, not with a wide smile on his face, but he was a little frightened and he knew it was alone. Amy's touch was much appreciated, and he thanked her for her promise. Maybe she really could get him home. Or at least just show him the way back.

"N, no really, you can take the bed, y'know?" Locke said to her and made sure he didn't add "I'm a man, I can take care of myself" because the last time he did that, the women he was with didn't look very happy and they could fry people in a single glare. "Amy, really," he said to her but before he knew it, she was fast asleep in the arm chair. He snorted softly. "Well, don't blame me if you wake up strained..." he muttered to himself.

He glanced at the window to see that the rain had let up a little, but it was still persistent. Sighing quietly, he got up and padded soundlessly towards the bathroom. Might as well get a little cleaned before he went to bed...

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