for youmetimespace: Rapture

[rude_not_ginger]

Follows this.

Where she needed to be. Whatever that meant, it couldn't have been good, the Doctor supposed. Still, he didn't have any intention to move her out of the TARDIS, even when his instincts were telling him---

Well, they weren't telling him she was evil really. Just that she had a lot of secrets, and a lot of them involved him. He wasn't sure if---

Suddenly, the TARDIS shook violently as she made a rather unpleasant sounding landing. He gripped the console as she settled.

"What was that about, eh?" he asked, looking up at her. "Where've you taken us? Some sort of temporal disturbance, brought us down. That's odd."

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[youmetimespace]

"Beautiful," she murmured as she looked outside. They were in a bubble and it looked like they were submerged. The two of them, all...no. No, she couldn't give into that kind of sentiment. He wasn't her Doctor, yet, and he couldn't be. He just would be some day.

"All right, so we're under the water and, if the people are here, they're hiding. But they breathe oxygen and apparently have legs. Or some kind of way to move that isn't through the water."

[rude_not_ginger]

"And speak English," he adds, nodding to some of the neon signs outside.

[youmetimespace]

"Are you sure those aren't thanks to the TARDIS' telepathic circuits?" River teased. It was, after all, quite easy to forget that a certain language wasn't the language you just expected to hear.