Off to the Opera

Mar 15, 2009 02:23

The door closed with a whirr and the Doctor set about working at the controls. He had a passenger with him this time, a charming young lady by the name of Maggie. She was standing off to the side quietly, not able to see the console or the inside of the tardis itself. The Doctor wondered if she would really be able to enjoy the trip despite the ( Read more... )

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chromagia March 15 2009, 06:59:57 UTC
Mag clutched her cane and used it to brace herself as the TARDIS started to move, this wasn't a car, or a plane or... good lord they were actualy flying... Her eyes widened and she took a few careful steps, looking for a place to sit, to stand or lean against a wall.

"what's wrong with my clothes?" She 'looked' down at her dress, fashion was moving steadily backwards, in twenty years she would have fit in with the victorian era. However, at the moment she was wearing a bright red dress, inspired by the 50's.

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fifthdoctor March 15 2009, 17:50:31 UTC
The Doctor had wondered why time lords saw fit to never have any chairs in the console room. "Sorry, there isn't much of anywhere to sit right now." The only other furniture in the room was a hat rack, which he didn't use much anymore since he'd regenerated.

"They're a bit bright for the 19th century. And since we're going to France, I really would not want to lose you in the red light district." The TARDIS bucked for a second, "Easy there, girl," he said, giving her a sound thump on one of the larger buttons. "Almost there..."

The TARDIS landed with a *THUMP* and the time rotor came to a slow even stop. The Doctor checked his readings. "Febuary 21, 1873," he said with a satisfied tone to his voice.

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