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Open (Anna's Master - finished)
This was getting ridiculous. He should be calm. He was not upset, confused, annoyed, or angry like he has been so much of the time since he'd been dumped him here. That was all sorted. Mostly. Some of it possibly to be returned to at a later date. Ok, probably, but he'd handle that when it came to him.
Being sorted, however, had just given him more time for his mind to idle. The Doctor was already beginning to get restless. The TARDIS, poor thing, had made it known they should both stop poking at her, thankyouverymuch. Much love, ta - that was the vibe.
He was about ready to just start cataloging all the flora and fauna, just because. Or try to get everyone together and pin descriptive name tags on them. That would probably never actually happen, but it would at least be useful.
He milled around the hotel, and eventually stepped into the ballroom. Had this been here before? He glanced around the mirrored walls, considering possibilities. Then he saw someone, or the reflection of someone, out the corner of his eye.
Being sorted, however, had just given him more time for his mind to idle. The Doctor was already beginning to get restless. The TARDIS, poor thing, had made it known they should both stop poking at her, thankyouverymuch. Much love, ta - that was the vibe.
He was about ready to just start cataloging all the flora and fauna, just because. Or try to get everyone together and pin descriptive name tags on them. That would probably never actually happen, but it would at least be useful.
He milled around the hotel, and eventually stepped into the ballroom. Had this been here before? He glanced around the mirrored walls, considering possibilities. Then he saw someone, or the reflection of someone, out the corner of his eye.