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The Doctor (fromgallifrey) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-08-18 08:37:00

Entry tags:

!complete, day 19, location: in town, open, sarah jane smith, the doctor (ten)

Who: The Doctor and OTA
What: Escape from the Gym!
Where: in Town, Elluding you
When: Day 19, 2PM
Rating: PG

Status: Active

Right, so there were other kids here, too?

Certain things are quite evident even from childhood - and in the case of one would-be Time Lord, the propensity for being accustomed to lonliness and an aversion to large groups was already evident. More importantly, for as much as little Sigma Theta might have fancied himself a great explorer one day and maybe even a scientist, right now he was just a boy who wanted to go home.

So, when he was sure nobody was paying him too much mnd, he'd slipped out the double doors at the front of the building and down the steps. He was going to find that TARDIS and he was going to find his way home because Gallifrey was still there, no matter what that mean old Time Lord said. No, Gallifrey would always be there! He was just mean like Remy had said.

Dragging his feet along the little Doctor took up a stick and started swinging it around he wasn't looking around to fight Rabon guards this time. No, he was keeping a very sharp eye out for a TARDIS. It could be anything at all. So, he started looking for something small with a door. He'd find it sooner or later. If the TARDIS was here, he'd find it, and he'd get to go home and get his book. All the while, the boy skipped, humming a quiet tune. Oh, he was so very sure he'd get to go home today!

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fromgallifrey
2009-08-29 11:18 pm UTC (link)

The boy shook his head as she asked if he'd any luck with the mailbox.

He'd swallowed hard when she'd tried to explain to him the answer to his question; yet, it didn't mean he had to like it. He walked up back beside her, kicking his feet around in the way that boys with too much energy tend to. He was looking about trying to figure which way they ought to go next settling eventually on left. He liked left, even if he so often confused it with right.

"Remy let me drive before," he said offhandedly, looking up with a bright grin. "My parents'd never let me do that at home." Picture it, Sarah Jane, this little boy behind the wheel of some behemoth of an automobile. His feet could hardly even reach the pedals and he could just barely see over the dash!

"Look, the Impala's right there!" He pointed down the road excitedly. "Can I do it again? Maybe we could go to another part of town and look there for the Doctor's TARDIS?"

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got2haveasmith
2009-09-01 09:31 pm UTC (link)

Sarah Jane smiled at him when she noticed the sullen look on his face as he shook his head, and patted him on the shoulder. "Not to worry," she said. "We just need to keep looking." Optimistic for his sake, just as he so often had been optimistic for hers. A thought flitted through her brain, and she wondered if he sometimes had thought of her, of most humans, as if they were children. Honestly, she knew about as much of the universe as a Gallifreyan child. Less than a Gallifreyan child did, really. It wouldn't surprise her if he'd compared the two in moments of frustration.

"Remy let you what?" Sarah Jane exclaimed, Sigma's off-hand remark pulling her from her thoughts. She looked down at his grinning face, forcibly reminded of several older faces that used to sport that same grin. She froze for a moment, a flash of anger surging through her that Remy would be so reckless as to let a child of any sort drive a car. If anything had happened to him.... But that wasn't fair to Sigma, to get upset in front of him over it. "I'm not surprised your parents haven't let you," she said, forcing herself to sound a little more calm than she actually felt. "Driving is one of those things that looks easy, but can be very dangerous if you haven't had proper lessons."

Oh and he was asking to do it again! Doctor or no Doctor, six year olds did not drive cars. She wouldn't even let Luke sit behind the wheel of her her little Figaro. "I don't think so," she said, trying to sound kind as she dashed his hopes. "We can walk to another part of town, and keep looking as we go. Driving, we might miss something. And besides, that isn't our car. We can't just go nicking it." Ironic, since that's essentially what he'd do when he was older, only to a TARDIS.

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