He led her down the corridors of the TARDIS, past the companion rooms and the brass bath to a large wooden door that stood out awkwardly among the coral of the rest of the TARDIS.
It was his bedroom, of course. He opened the door and the lights immediately turned on. The room was wood and brass, reflecting years of staying the same way while the rest of the TARDIS remodeled or changed. The wall was lined with clocks of varying planetary origin set to a thousand different timezones. On one end sat a washing-up station with a sink and a strop, the other end held several bookshelves and a variety of calendars. His four-poster bed stood neatly made at one corner, but he headed for the desk at the other end, covered in papers with books stacked nearly to the ceiling.
He ruffled through the papers a bit, then checked in the drawer before he found what he was looking for, a tiny gold locket on a fine chain.
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Date: 2008-03-11 05:49 am (UTC)He led her down the corridors of the TARDIS, past the companion rooms and the brass bath to a large wooden door that stood out awkwardly among the coral of the rest of the TARDIS.
It was his bedroom, of course. He opened the door and the lights immediately turned on. The room was wood and brass, reflecting years of staying the same way while the rest of the TARDIS remodeled or changed. The wall was lined with clocks of varying planetary origin set to a thousand different timezones. On one end sat a washing-up station with a sink and a strop, the other end held several bookshelves and a variety of calendars. His four-poster bed stood neatly made at one corner, but he headed for the desk at the other end, covered in papers with books stacked nearly to the ceiling.
He ruffled through the papers a bit, then checked in the drawer before he found what he was looking for, a tiny gold locket on a fine chain.
"For you."