When Worlds Collide: RP for brilliantname

[rude_not_ginger]

Gro 7 was, actually, not the most interesting planet the Doctor had ever been on. They grew a lot of very pretty but very boring plants and served very bland cocktails at the local bar. He scoured about for a bit, taking in the dull local sites, then opted to try again with the randomizer for something interesting.

After all, when this little joyride ended, he'd go to find Ood Sigma. He'd give up on the life he was living and move on. And he didn't want that. He never wanted it to stop, never wanted to just give in.

He hopped around another bouquet of flowers on his way to the TARDIS. A young man in a tweed jacket very nearly knocked him over as he turned to leave.

"Big enough walkway for both of us!" the Doctor called to him, irritated.

The man turned and gave him an oddly nostalgic look behind his dark, floppy hair before walking off, silently.

Odd. Still, places to go. Things to do.

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[brilliantname.livejournal.com]

Amy, arms folded and lips pursed in a really irritated line, stropped back towards the TARDIS. Danger, Pond! the Doctor had flapped at her, shooing her off in the general direction they'd come in. Had she not proven herself more than capable of sorting out trouble? He'd let her walk into the lair of what they'd thought to be bloody vampires... but a little disagreement with an alien immigration officer, and she was grounded.

Ugh.

She barely noticed the man in the stripey suit stare at her, incredulous, as she let herself back into the TARDIS--

And whoa, what had happened here?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

The Doctor stood at the entrance of the TARDIS as the ginger girl let herself in without so much as a 'hello, I'm confiscating your box for x or y reasons'. Rude! Ridiculously rude! And, more importantly---

"How did you get a key for this ship?" he demanded.

[brilliantname.livejournal.com]

"This happens to be my ride. Who the hell are you?" she retorted, swinging back around to look at him. Oh, but she was spoiling for a fight with the Doctor, and Stripes here seemed fool enough to pick one with her. Alright then.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

"No, sorry, I don't take passengers," the Doctor snapped. Ginger seemed to think she had some sort of a right to demand placement on the TARDIS. The Doctor didn't recognize her, which meant she was probably just a freeloader looking for a lift.

"You can't afford my taxi services, so off you go."

[brilliantname.livejournal.com]

Amy's eyebrows climbed for her hairline and she made a face at him. "Oh, would you ever go and piss off? The Doctor'll be back soon and he told me to wait here."

Not that she was pleased about it. Oh, speaking of which: "RORY!" she yelled, leaning back towards the door to the rest of the ship. "RORY, where are ye?"

If the Time Lord had decided to hog this particular adventure, least she could do was enjoy a wee bit of face time with her boyfriend fiance.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

The Doctor raced inside and around the console so he made it to the door before she did. He stood in her path, arms extended to try to block her from going inside the main hallway.

"Get out of my TARDIS," he snapped. "That's not a request, it's not a joke. Out. Now!"

[brilliantname.livejournal.com]

A deeply unimpressed Scottish ginger met the Doctor's baleful glower with one of her own. She tried to slip past him into the belly of the ship, but he was having none of it.

Grrrr.

"My boyf-- fiance is back there, and like I said, mate, the Doctor's going to be back any minute. He's really not one for hijackers. And I have no idea what you did to the decorating, but he'll fix that, too."

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

"I'm the Doctor," he snapped. "And there's no one here but me, so you'll take whatever you're playing at and play it elsewhere."

[brilliantname.livejournal.com]

"You are not the --"

Amy stopped herself, tilting her head to the side and looking a bit more closely. What had River said? Do you think anything's ever that simple with the Doctor?

"Is this like River?" Amy asked. "Meeting out of order and stuff? Why do you not look like him? Why's the TARDIS all different?"

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

"River, River Song?" the Doctor asked. He hadn't seen River since that time in the Library, though he had been waiting to run into her again. At some point, at any point. He was due her smugness and frustrating brilliance.

He shook his head. "No, sorry, if I don't know you and you know me, that means you're a spoiler and I don't want to know. So sorry, no, you've got to go."

[brilliantname.livejournal.com]

"Yes, River Song. Mrs. The Doctor!"

Oddly, it was the reference to spoilers that settled it in Amy's mind: this was the Doctor, after all. And then Amy's world tilted a little sideways as she recognised the raggedy pinstripes and tie in their earlier, neater condition. She laughed out loud at the sheer weirdness and wonder of it all.

"No. But no, don't you see? We have to meet. He pointed me down here -- and I thought it was the wrong way back, but here you are!"

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

"He?" the Doctor asked, confused. Then, he waved his hand. "No, no, no. Whoever 'he' is, whatever Mrs---did you just say Mrs. The Doctor?"

[brilliantname.livejournal.com]

Amy laughed again, spinning in a circle and wandering back towards the console, taking in this strange new (old?) TARDIS. "Oh, she is so Mrs. The Doctor." A wicked grin played across her mouth. "Or Mistress the Doctor, the way she's got him -- you? -- totally whipped."

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

"She does not. And you--you!"

He stepped around to take her by the shoulders and give her a forceful push towards the door.

"You! Are one big spoiler and I'm not having you spoil the future for me. Out!"

[brilliantname.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Mr. Grabby-hands!" Amy was long-legged enough to dance around him a wee bit. "The future's sort of brilliant, actually. Well, mostly. What I've seen. You're a lot nicer then'n all."

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

"Yes, I'm always nice," the Doctor snapped in a voice that was not very nice at all. "Out! Out! You're going to rupture the whole of time at this rate."

[brilliantname.livejournal.com]

"Why is it that River can pop in as she likes, but not me? Hm?" Amy gave him a look, pouting her lower lip slightly. (She was kind of loving this flavour of geek chic. Apparently nerdy-sexy was the Doctor's general vibe. Lovely.)

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

"You don't see River here, because she's not and---don't pout!"

It was actually fairly adorable, if he thought about it. Which he would not. Because she was the future, he was the past, and never the two should meet. Ever.

[brilliantname.livejournal.com]

Oh, that would work, then, eh? Amy continued to pout, leaning against the railing and watching him closely.

And actually, Lord of Time, the future and the past met all the time. In that little thing called 'the present.'

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

"No, I mean it, stop that!" he said, trying very hard to sound very, very irritated. "If you really are from my future, then there's a future me out there who is probably looking for you. Let's not make him worried, eh?"

[brilliantname.livejournal.com]

"Actually, wouldn't future-you know exactly what was going on and remember the whole thing?"

Amy got a wicked, teasing grin and pointed at him, laughing. "You once told me you knew I was a good kisser before you even met me," she lied blithely. "Must be 'cos of this."

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

The Doctor's eyes widened at the very idea. "Now, don't get me wrong, I'm sure you're very nice." And the Doctor did fancy redheads. Not so much as blondes, of course, but they fell at a close second. Elizabeth being the top of that close second list.

"But I don't even know you!"

[brilliantname.livejournal.com]

Amy managed to pull it together into a straight face, and extended her hand to shake his. "The name's Pond," she quipped. "Amy Pond."

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

"You see, you're not supposed to tell me that," he said, pointing at her hand, and then at her. "Spoilers! Do I know your name is Amy? Do I? I shouldn't know these things!"

[brilliantname.livejournal.com]

"Actually, you knew me as Amelia first, but I just go by Amy these days." She eyed the pointing finger slightly dubiously, and then back up at him, and snapped her teeth playfully in the direction of his finger.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

"And yes, thank you, more things I have to work to forget," he snapped. "Because when you first told me your name, did I know? Hmm?"

[brilliantname.livejournal.com]

"No, but I didn't look like this when you first met me, Mr. Grumpyface."

It was dead weird, really, to see the Doctor A) looking so different and B) being so consistently cranky.