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Tweak says, "SQUEE!"

Amy Pond (fairytale_pond) wrote in silverage,
@ 2011-08-01 11:27:00

Entry tags:

!log, 10th doctor, amy pond

Who: Amy Pond, 10th Doctor, (possibly others?)
When: Early afternoon Monday
Where: The TARDIS, parked outside the Welcome Center
What: Amy moves in.
Rating/status: G-PG/In Progress

This was probably a bad idea, but Amy was running out of options. She'd exhausted the money the Doctor'd given her when they first arrived, so it was either find a job and a flat or take the free room offered to her by this stranger-Doctor. Their first meeting hadn't gone too well, but that was mainly the circumstances, wasn't it? The Doctor (any Doctor) ought to be reluctant to interact with his possible future, but he'd offered her a room on the message board, and Amy was hard pressed to say no. So, she packed the few belongings she'd accumulated since her arrival into the small suitcase she'd bought and set out for the Welcome Center.

When she arrived outside the complex (which remained a mystery Amy longed to solve), she smiled at the sight of the familiar blue box standing outside it. Key in hand-- it had been in hand her whole walk down here-- Amy approached it and entered. The unfamiliar decor still surprised her, even though she knew this wasn't her TARDIS. Well, it was, but not really. Not yet. Oh, time travel.

She closed the door behind her and looked around for the man who both was and wasn't her best friend. "Doctor? It's me, Amy."

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fairytale_pond
2011-08-08 03:35 am UTC (link)

"I'm sure I must have, but I can' think how any of them might help me around here." Amy twisted a lock of her hair distractedly. The dishes were dried and put away, there was nothing left to distract her from their conversation. As much as this Doctor resembled hers in the way he spoke and the things he said, it was his face that got in the way. He looked younger than her Doctor, while somehow older and more tired. His head was filled with people and places that Amy would never-- and could never-- know. To see him and know that he knew nothing about her, and most likely didn't want to learn... that was a kind of hurt that cut deeper than Amy'd expected.

"Well," she said, bringing her hand down and stopping the nervous habit, "if ya don' mind, I think I'll go settle in a bit." She gave him a polite smile and made to leave. In the doorway, she paused, then turned around and added, "It was nice, havin' this little chat." With that she exited the kitchen and wound her way back through the unfamiliar halls to the room which this TARDIS had miraculously recovered for her. As she entered, she sank down onto the soft bed with a sigh. "Oh, Amy, what're you doing?"

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