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Rory Williams <s>Pond</s> ([info]rory_centurion) wrote in [info]wariscoming,
@ 2012-03-13 19:41:00
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Who: Rory and Katherine
What: Rory bumps into an angry Katherine on the streets
Where: Streets of Lawrence
When: Evening of the 13th
Status/Rating: In Progress/Possibly a bit high with Katherine's mood

Rory was bored. He enjoyed working in the medbay, he was a nurse after all and it was his passion. But he didn't want to keep doing it 24/7 here at Lawrence. He needed some distraction and as much fun as wandering the TARDIS was, he needed something more to do. But he would admit it was nice for things to return to normal. Or at least as normal as they got here in Lawrence with the apocalypse looming over them. But no future kids running around was nice.

But he was worried of how Eleven was taking Althea's returning home. She was after all his daughter. And he knew what it was like to lose your child. He hoped the Time Lord would pull through. It was just too bad Amy wasn't there. She'd never let Eleven sulk like this. Yet, the Centurion Nurse was glad that his wfe was elsewhere and not here. She was safe. Or, at least as safe as she could be with the Doctor.

As he wandered around, he thought about finding a sports bar to go get some fish and chips at. He was starting to feel a bit peckish and fish and chips sounded good. Though his expectations of them were low. They wouldn't be authentic fish and chips like back home. Any port in a storm though, right?


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