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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!
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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She fell silent for a moment when she took another sip. Granted he did have a point, but there was still that nagging, foreboding feeling in the back of her mind. When her cup was drained a soft sigh was heard.
Her nerves were strained from the countless arguments with the council. And to take a break from it would help to clear her thoughts and re-evaluate the problems back home with the resistances, among other matters, Romana finally met his gaze again.
"Just one trip."
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"Right, no, just one! That's fine! Just one. Wouldn't try to cause an issue or disrupt anything. Promise."
The back of his mind reminded him of what a bad idea this was. He traveled alone for a reason. He never met up with anyone of his own kind for a reason. And what if he said something to give Romana an inkling of the Time War?
Nah, he'd just be really careful. Besides, it would be fun!
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"You cause them without even trying!" Which she was absolutely prepared to defend her said statement with a number of examples. The trip to Ribos alone was enough to satisfy her side of the debate, should it come to be.
Empty cup in hand she tilted it a fraction before setting aside, reaching for the teapot to pour herself a second.
"Should I ask where we would go? Or are you going to surprise me?"
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Where to go? Well, if they were going to go dancing, there were a lot of options, each one depended on how extravagant he wanted the experience to be.
"You'll see," he decided, showing off his near-perfected mysterious smile.
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She did!
He twitched his nose and leaned forward.
"Do not."
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She held the cup in her right hand, fingertips gripping the rim as she leaned forward too, folding her arms over her lap.
"Do too."
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"Do not."
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Resting her chin in the palm of her hand as she drawled, "You walked right into the tachyon regeneration generator on Argolis and ended up strolling out as an old man when it malfunctioned."
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Not that he didn't base his seventh self a little bit on the twelfth king of Sararoria. Just a bit.
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With a gentle swirl she twirled the contents of her drink just a bit before continuing seeing as it was her turn to defend herself.
"it was not a matter of being vain at all - I simply thought that it looked good on her and that it would be a comfortable regeneration to take up. And really now, it isn't that bad of a choice. Certainly you don't have any complaints about my appearance, now do you?"
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He made his best pout face.
It wasn't really that good. But he was trying!
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One leg crossed over the other again and her cheek pressed against the back of her hand.
"If anything it just proves that you're still something of a child."
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Physically, at least.
Though he did so love sparring with her like this. Even though she regularly beat him at their quarrels, it was wonderful to have someone to quarrel with. An intellectual equal. And, Romana, besides. He always remembered traveling with her as being some of the best times of his lives.
"Pouting looks good on me, at any rate."
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It was utterly refreshing out here. No signs of pompous leaders around, no constant interruptions from various world representatives demanding her time. It was all waiting for her back on Gallifrey but at least for now, for a little while, she was just another person enjoying the company of another.
With a laugh she looked up at the stars again. "It makes you look childish."
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It felt like he won that. Though, really, he probably didn't. All the same.
He tilted his head to the side and studied his companion. "How long has it been since you've danced, Romana?"
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"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.
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He hopped to his feet and offered her his hand.
"And I, Madame President, know precisely the right place."
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"And where, my dear Doctor, would that be?"
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"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!
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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."
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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!"