I just rewatched that ep maybe 3 weeks ago and somehow must've missed the referencecaptoftardisMay 10 2012, 19:27:21 UTC
"It was built for the exhibit, so basically just to impress and see if they could." Scientific advancement wasn't really a concern during this time, which was a shame in the Doctor's eyes. However, being a scientist himself, anything not being used to its full potential was a shame in his eyes.
"C'mon, let's have a look, yeah?" He wandered around, marveling at its design, muttering a few comments to himself under his breath as he flitted about. Finally reaching the line considered to be for the eyepiece, he wondered what the subject would be given the few "ohhs and ahhs" projected.
"It's the moon, Rose! Come look!" How lucky for them it was in the right spot in the sky and the late afternoon making it visible.
It's in the beginning as they leave the TARDIS when he's talking up 1979.summinkothewolfMay 11 2012, 01:33:26 UTC
"Oh. Right. 'Course they did. Makes sense." If by making sense, she meant not at all, but it wasn't the first or the last time someone had made something for those reasons. Seemed like a waste to her, though, which probably explained their relatively short presence in the business world.
Rose went with him, trying to hear what he was saying as he looked the telescope over, but most of the mutterings were too quiet for her to pick up on. She smiled at several people who were looking at him curiously, patting his shoulder when she suspected his comment wasn't exactly flattering based on the crease in his forehead.
She laughed, smile morphing to grin at his exclamation. "Big as that thing is, much as it should be able to see, an' it's focused on the moon? Alright, yeah. I'll have a look." Moving closer to him, she pushed him gently to give herself the spot directly in front of the eyepiece. Oooh. That was rather impressive, actually. "Doctor, can we-- I mean, can we, you know, go?" She meant to the moon, of course, although anyone
( ... )
"Go?" It took him a moment, then, "OH! Erm, it's really not that interesting..." If she wanted to go, he'd rather just throw open the TARDIS door and sit out with his legs dangling or just within the protective barrier of the TARDIS's reach.
Really, he could think of much more interesting places and things to do, such as this, but if she was insistent upon going, he could make it happen.
The crowd was gathering more and more around them, pushing him to realize perhaps their turn was over and down they went back to ground level. "Evening is coming... what next would you like to see before nightfall?"
One of her eyebrows went up and she cast a disbelieving look his way. Not that interesting? It was the bloody moon. It wasn't the most exciting location in the Universe, but it was Earth's...and she really wanted to put on a space suit and do a bit of that bouncing like she'd seen on the footage of the Moon Landing.
She just wanted to bounce, Doctor. And say she was there. Maybe plant a flag. So, yes, she insisted.
Fingers laced through his, Rose returned to the main fair area and gave it a look-about, thinking. Upon spotting something in the distance, she grinned wickedly. "The Wild West Show's here. That's the original one, yeah? With...what's his name? The famous American cowboy bloke? Buffalo Something-or-Other."
Well, maybe he'll comply. Maybe. Most likely he would.
"A cowboy show!? Ohhh, Buffalo Bill! These are far better than most rodeos." He'd be the first to not approve of weaponry, but he had to admit they were rather impressive at entertainment shows such as these.
His fingers squeezed Rose's in return, also matching her excitement. This was turning out to be quite a fine day indeed. A rare day! One with not much running or demand of their puzzle-solving or some such. He could get used to this.
If he was struggling over his decision, Rose had her eyelashes ready to flutter and that smile to give him. She'd probably do both anyway, to be honest.
"Buffalo Bill! That's the one! Couldn't remember his name. Grand Dad used to watch old Westerns sometimes. I could never sit still long enough to watch one all the way through with 'im, but I picked up enough?" It wasn't necessarily meant to be a question, but considering their level of knowledge -- she guessed -- 'enough' might be a stretch. Especially considering her next words. "What exactly's a rodeo?"
Before her question was finished, Rose was already pulling on his hand and walking in the direction of the large sign. "This'll be a change for us," she said lightly. "Guns and fighting and life or death, except without any of it being real." Which was really the only reason she considered dragging him to it. It was all in good fun and this was exactly the sort of day they'd been needing lately.
"Ohh, you know: ropes, cattle, bucking horses. Well, in Earth-terms. Outside of Earth it's whatever livestock they have - which oddly enough often does include cows."
They popped themselves in the tent where the attraction was, pushing past a few people to reach their seats. It didn't take too long before they were settled when fiddles and a banjo started playing some country-type tune, attracting everyone attention that way. Soon enough, a man on a horse road into the center. "Howdy all!" Just a moment later, a girl with a red cowboy hat galloped into view and introduced herself and the man. There were a few explanations of what they did before the lights dimmed and the show about to begin.
She wasn't actually all that familiar with rodeos beyond the vague recollection of Luke Perry being in some movie about them and her mom thinking it was rubbish. So, she didn't know. But the information was most helpful and she nodded. Then, her features drew into an expression somewhere between surprised and amused at the idea of space cows. Then again, they'd seen cat people and tree people, so why not cows
( ... )
It was rather endearing watching Rose so caught up in this, that he didn't even realize the wide smile across his face. The looks she received from the audience earned her an amused laugh from him as he unconsciously moved slightly closer to her
( ... )
His glance down at her hand on his thigh didn't go unnoticed by Rose. She didn't realize she'd done it until he looked and the urge to jerk it back was there for a second, but she settled on giving his leg a squeeze. To assure him of the sincerity of her question. Obviously. And her appreciation for his answer. Of course. His answer was mostly expected, but her lips still pulled downward into a frown. The idea of senseless slaughtering made her stomach churn, but this was a show and supposed to be fun and she just... wasn't going to let herself think about it. Later, she might
( ... )
"You think Paris looks like Cardiff?" He had a straight face for about 2 seconds then he burst out in laughter.
Her innocence was endearing, though, as they walked down a street to a small restaurant that was open and attracting a fairly large crowd from the exposition. Luckily they didn't have to wait too long until a table was found for them.
"This ends up a deli in present day." The Doctor commented as he watched the people around them, engrossed with their own private conversations which was mostly focused on the exposition.
"Oi! I meant 'cos of the way the lamps are. Prat." He could laugh all he liked. Rose was just fine walking by herself, thankyouverymuch. And a bit huffy, honestly. If neither her words nor her tone gave it away, the glare she shot him and the way she pushed his arm and moved several steps ahead of him would have.
She was still put out by the time they reached the restaurant, but the short wait lessened her ire slightly. Food would help.
Grabbing a bread stick from the basket, Rose took a bite and looked around the dining room. "A deli? Could be worse, I s'pose. Could've ended up a brothel or a McDonald's or something."
He could tell she was slightly perturbed with him, but knew it wouldn't last long. It never typically did given the argument was frivolous to begin with.
Once seated and hearing her comment, "A brothel? Erm, gladly not." His mind vaguely wandered to what happened the last time they were near one and some pheromone and mood-altering scents lingering around in the air...
Clearing his throat, he leaned forward and tapped the menu. "It's hard to decide, so much of the food is amazing!" Even in 1900 standards, which was questionable.
Staying mad with him was almost impossible for her, which occasionally frustrated her but wasn't something she'd change the rest of the time. Thankfully, he also had an inability to remain angry with her, so at least they were equally weak.
The corner of her mouth twitched at the word 'brothel' and she wondered what had made her choose that of all possible things. She wasn't sure whether to laugh or blush when her memory provided her with an explanation for her choice. Ah. Maybe teasing him was the better option if the throat-clearing and rapid change of subject were anything to go by.
"D'you think they'd still serve food if it was a brothel? Oysters or something. Those are meant to be an aphrodisiac, yeah?" Taking another bite of her breadstick, Rose widened her eyes in faux innocence. See? She was already feeling better. Some carbs and the chance to give the Doctor a hard time. Worked every time!
"Doubt it." He couldn't imagine a brothel being known for their food, and he seriously doubted any level-headed person would be there for food in the first place as their intentions. But to each their own.
A moment later a waiter came and asked for their orders and once placed in, the Doctor leaned back in his chair, grinning over to Rose. "So what's been your favorite thing thus far?" There were a few more exhibits, but they might be saved for another time or skipped all together. He wasn't sure how interested she was in diesel engines or lifts.
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"C'mon, let's have a look, yeah?" He wandered around, marveling at its design, muttering a few comments to himself under his breath as he flitted about. Finally reaching the line considered to be for the eyepiece, he wondered what the subject would be given the few "ohhs and ahhs" projected.
"It's the moon, Rose! Come look!" How lucky for them it was in the right spot in the sky and the late afternoon making it visible.
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Rose went with him, trying to hear what he was saying as he looked the telescope over, but most of the mutterings were too quiet for her to pick up on. She smiled at several people who were looking at him curiously, patting his shoulder when she suspected his comment wasn't exactly flattering based on the crease in his forehead.
She laughed, smile morphing to grin at his exclamation. "Big as that thing is, much as it should be able to see, an' it's focused on the moon? Alright, yeah. I'll have a look." Moving closer to him, she pushed him gently to give herself the spot directly in front of the eyepiece. Oooh. That was rather impressive, actually. "Doctor, can we-- I mean, can we, you know, go?" She meant to the moon, of course, although anyone ( ... )
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Really, he could think of much more interesting places and things to do, such as this, but if she was insistent upon going, he could make it happen.
The crowd was gathering more and more around them, pushing him to realize perhaps their turn was over and down they went back to ground level. "Evening is coming... what next would you like to see before nightfall?"
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She just wanted to bounce, Doctor. And say she was there. Maybe plant a flag. So, yes, she insisted.
Fingers laced through his, Rose returned to the main fair area and gave it a look-about, thinking. Upon spotting something in the distance, she grinned wickedly. "The Wild West Show's here. That's the original one, yeah? With...what's his name? The famous American cowboy bloke? Buffalo Something-or-Other."
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"A cowboy show!? Ohhh, Buffalo Bill! These are far better than most rodeos." He'd be the first to not approve of weaponry, but he had to admit they were rather impressive at entertainment shows such as these.
His fingers squeezed Rose's in return, also matching her excitement. This was turning out to be quite a fine day indeed. A rare day! One with not much running or demand of their puzzle-solving or some such. He could get used to this.
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"Buffalo Bill! That's the one! Couldn't remember his name. Grand Dad used to watch old Westerns sometimes. I could never sit still long enough to watch one all the way through with 'im, but I picked up enough?" It wasn't necessarily meant to be a question, but considering their level of knowledge -- she guessed -- 'enough' might be a stretch. Especially considering her next words. "What exactly's a rodeo?"
Before her question was finished, Rose was already pulling on his hand and walking in the direction of the large sign. "This'll be a change for us," she said lightly. "Guns and fighting and life or death, except without any of it being real." Which was really the only reason she considered dragging him to it. It was all in good fun and this was exactly the sort of day they'd been needing lately.
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They popped themselves in the tent where the attraction was, pushing past a few people to reach their seats. It didn't take too long before they were settled when fiddles and a banjo started playing some country-type tune, attracting everyone attention that way. Soon enough, a man on a horse road into the center. "Howdy all!" Just a moment later, a girl with a red cowboy hat galloped into view and introduced herself and the man. There were a few explanations of what they did before the lights dimmed and the show about to begin.
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Her innocence was endearing, though, as they walked down a street to a small restaurant that was open and attracting a fairly large crowd from the exposition. Luckily they didn't have to wait too long until a table was found for them.
"This ends up a deli in present day." The Doctor commented as he watched the people around them, engrossed with their own private conversations which was mostly focused on the exposition.
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She was still put out by the time they reached the restaurant, but the short wait lessened her ire slightly. Food would help.
Grabbing a bread stick from the basket, Rose took a bite and looked around the dining room. "A deli? Could be worse, I s'pose. Could've ended up a brothel or a McDonald's or something."
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Once seated and hearing her comment, "A brothel? Erm, gladly not." His mind vaguely wandered to what happened the last time they were near one and some pheromone and mood-altering scents lingering around in the air...
Clearing his throat, he leaned forward and tapped the menu. "It's hard to decide, so much of the food is amazing!" Even in 1900 standards, which was questionable.
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The corner of her mouth twitched at the word 'brothel' and she wondered what had made her choose that of all possible things. She wasn't sure whether to laugh or blush when her memory provided her with an explanation for her choice. Ah. Maybe teasing him was the better option if the throat-clearing and rapid change of subject were anything to go by.
"D'you think they'd still serve food if it was a brothel? Oysters or something. Those are meant to be an aphrodisiac, yeah?" Taking another bite of her breadstick, Rose widened her eyes in faux innocence. See? She was already feeling better. Some carbs and the chance to give the Doctor a hard time. Worked every time!
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A moment later a waiter came and asked for their orders and once placed in, the Doctor leaned back in his chair, grinning over to Rose. "So what's been your favorite thing thus far?" There were a few more exhibits, but they might be saved for another time or skipped all together. He wasn't sure how interested she was in diesel engines or lifts.
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