Rory Williams <s>Pond</s> (rory_centurion) wrote in wariscoming, @ 2012-01-08 15:02:00 |
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Entry tags: | rory williams, rose tyler |
Who: Rory Williams and whoever
What: Rory arrives!...in his Roman gear
Where: Streets of Lawrence
When: Late afternoon/early evening of the 8th
Rating: G most likely. It's Rory after all.
Status: In progress
After traveling so much with the Doctor and Amy in the TARDIS, you would think Rory was use to being disoriented with time travel. But it was, in fact, still disorienting at times. At least in the TARDIS there was a ship. Traveling by vortex manipulator was a bit odd. Though Rory was pleased to know his daughter, Melody, River, whatever she wanted to be called, would be safe. But that didn't mean that he didn't want to keep searching for his daughter. After all, it was his daughter. And Rory was a devoted man to his family. Why else would he have waited for nearly two thousand years in guarding the Pandorica? Nevermind the fact it had been in an alternate reality. He still remembered that life at times.
It was obvious that wherever or whenever Rory had ended up was not Leadworth. Nor was Amy with him. Or River. He was, however, still dressed in his Roman best. Or at least what the Doctor had told him to wear when they went on the Demon's Run assault. Noticing he was getting odd looks from the passersby, Rory hurried down the street to try and find a spot to hide. He needed normal clothes but as he didn't know where or when he was, he didn't know if he'd have the money for normal clothes. And he wasn't going to go around stealing clothes like the Doctor had with Prisoner Zero.
No Doctor, no Amy, no River, no TARDIS. How the hell am I suppose to find out where I am? Let alone when? Oh sometimes he hated the Doctor. If only the man had just stayed in the Demon's Run and gotten them back home himself, he wouldn't be in this mess. Hopefully Amy's safe...if anything happens to her... No where would be safe from him and he'd make sure the Doctor took full responsibility.
With a heavy sigh, Rory knew he'd need to venture out and figure out where and when he was. Shrugging the cloak off to make it seem like a blanket, he made sure his sword was hidden and began walking through the streets of Lawrence, hoping to catch sight of a familiar blue box. Because if the Doctor wasn't here, Rory knew he'd be on his own.