RP for tastefulfashion

[rude_not_ginger]

Mercury. Not exactly the most entertaining of planets, but certainly one of the most peaceful. With the atmospheric generator setting up a heat and pressure field around where he sat outside the TARDIS, it was actually quite nice.

He had two white wicker chairs and a table set up outside the TARDIS, with a pot of tea and two cups and saucers out.

After all, he had a date arriving.

Well, not really a date.

Just Romana.

Still! No reason not to put a little effort out!

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[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

The last time she had danced? That was something that took some thought.

"It's been so long," Romana answered softly, "That I seem to have forgotten entirely." The present was so content with distracting and drowning her that she could not reflect on the past.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

"Far too long, then."

He hopped to his feet and offered her his hand.

"And I, Madame President, know precisely the right place."

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

Easing herself up from her seat she accepted his outstretched hand with a smile.

"And where, my dear Doctor, would that be?"

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

The Doctor gave her a chastising look. "It's a surprise, Romana! Can't a surprise if I just tell you! But it'll be fun. Don't you worry about that."

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

Well, there was no helping her wanting to ask. An eyebrow arched to match the grin on her lips. "Then by all means, surprise me."

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

He pushed open the door to the TARDIS and motioned for her to enter first.

"We'll pick up your motor when we're done, whaddya say?"

He could only hope she'd say yes. Could he mentally beg her to say yes? No, then she might hear him and that would sound pathetic!

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

Over her shoulder she peered back at her own TARDIS, appearing to look thoughtful in considering what he suggested.

Tapping her index finger to her cheek, "Well..."

A hand touching the door-frame she looked from her TARDIS to him. In her mind she could feel the connection to her, encouraging her to go along. "... let's go."

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Those were, quite possibly, the best words the Doctor had heard in several lifetimes. A trip with a very very good friendandjustafriend, and dancing, besides!

There was still a nagging part of his mind that reminded him that Romana should be going back to Gallifrey to eventually die. And that taking her with him was only going to make sending her back harder.

Still. One trip. One trip wouldn't hurt.

"Allons-y!"