Rose Tyler Will Defend the Earth (![]() ![]() @ 2011-05-18 00:43:00 |
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Entry tags: | anna milton, rose tyler |
Who: Rose Tyler and Anna Milton
What: Getting her bearings and checking out the city
Where: Down at the Wal-Mart, picking up essentials
When: Early morning, May 18
Rating: Given her current mood, give it a PG-13 for language
Status: In Progress
This was seriously insane.
And Rose Tyler had seen quite a few insane things. People with gas mask faces. Living beings encased in metal. A physically impossible planet. And, of course, a man who looked human enough (and fetchingly so) but who had two hearts and a machine that traveled through space and time. Nothing anyone would consider normal by any means. But this? Being snatched through time and, apparently, dimensions to help with the apocalypse was bad enough as it was. But there she was, surrounded by people who she'd read about. Well...heard about, she wasn't much one for reading, but still. It shouldn't be possible. It was like the universe was playing one gigantic practical joke on her.
He'd told her it was impossible for her to ever even be in this dimension again and yet, there she was. And somehow, there were two of them, at the same time. Even worse. Like her dream come true and her worst nightmare all rolled into one. Yes, she'd missed him. She hadn't torn apart thirty dimensions just to let him know the stars were going out and leave, after all. But she was furious, too. And hurt. And confused. What she really needed was a friend just then, but the only one of those around was the person she wanted to shove off the diving board in the TARDIS pool. She wanted Mickey. Or even good old Shareen. But if she was being honest with herself, what she really wanted was her mum.
But since none of the above were available, Rose did what any self-respecting former shopgirl would do. She gathered up her jacket and the little gift card she'd been offered when she checked into the apartments, and she headed off shopping. Nothing made her feel better the way retail therapy did. Even when she'd had barely any money to her name at all, she and Shareen would comb the racks at different stores and try on clothes they knew they weren't going to buy, just because it was fun.
And that's how she found herself in the health and beauty aisle of this giant chain store, just being grateful they'd sent her to Kansas and not, say, Zimbabwe.