Thinking positive -- open to te_gwas

Aug 09, 2009 21:45

The Eye of Orion... one of the most tranquil places in the known universe. It's the positive ions, you know.

After a few weeks that were rather... well, hectic would be putting it mildly... the Doctor felt that some quiet time was called for. And there was no better place for it than the Eye. Abandoned, devoid of civilization, and perfectly, ( Read more... )

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te_gwas August 10 2009, 03:58:55 UTC
Ianto peeks out of the TARDIS doors, collar of his coat pulled up under his ears. He's been assured that it isn't all that cold (and it's not), but he'd rather be too warm than too cold. He frowns at the dark landscape for a moment and then turns to look back into the console room.

"You've got it wrong, we're in Wales."

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the_5thdoc August 10 2009, 04:09:10 UTC
The Doctor appears beside Ianto, poking his head out and trying to look in every direction at once.

"Wales! You think this is Wales, Ianto? Come on..."

He hops over the threshold, shrugging on his coat. He takes a few steps into the empty ground, looking up, arms outstretched. He's grinning broadly, positively gleeful.

"They don't have stars like this in Wales, Ianto Jones!"

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te_gwas August 10 2009, 04:26:18 UTC
Ianto can't help but grin as he steps out after the Doctor, drawn like a moth to the Doctor's enthusiasm. "It looks like Wales," he points out needlessly. He concedes, though, with a long look at the sky, that he doesn't recognize a single constellation. It's slightly unnerving but mostly exciting.

"It's nice," he concludes (understated but honest), and not just because it reminds him of Wales. "It's... peaceful."

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the_5thdoc August 10 2009, 04:45:55 UTC
The Doctor hmphs at Ianto's Wales remark, his voice, when he speaks, coming off a bit exasperated.

"It may look like Wales to an uninformed observer... but we are actually on the Eye of Orion. Do trust me this once, won't you, Ianto?"

The Doctor shakes out a bundle he was carrying under one arm -- a blanket. He carefully spreads the blanket on the ground a good distance from the TARDIS and then flops down on it, arms behind his head, staring up at the sky. He looks rather content.

"So, will you be joining me or are you just going to stand there?"

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