TARDIS Spring Cleaning (after Darksoul possession/Jamie-talk)

[makeherblue]

Several days after being possessed and the Doctor’s convinced he needs to do some spring cleaning. Or at least some kind of cleaning. Probably should have done it awhile ago, come to think of it, but things kept coming up. Things do that, so he doesn’t blame them. So, spring cleaning. Needs doing, established that, good as a distraction except….

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[things_go_boom]

In a world that was constantly ravage by war (mostly caused by her side, oops), phone booths were not things Lash saw on a daily basis. Especially British ones with blue coloring, white lettering in an terrible font, and what appeared to be a wooden finish. In fact this was probably the first time she had seen one, and she looked up at it expecting something to happen.

Nothing did so her first impression was predictable; terribly unimpressive. You'd have to forgive her.

"Is this some sort of trick to get me to clean a fancy outhouse?" Pause. "Unless you want to install lasers on it."

Who knew, maybe this fancy outhouse was really important to him.

box duty

[makeherblue]

The Doctor glanced over his shoulder as he dragged a series of bags out from the TARDIS, frowning. What is it with the passengers here and ragging on the TARDIS? Really, a fancy outhouse? He might even be a little bit insulted

HELL YES sorry for being so long

[things_go_boom]

"What did you stock bags in the outh-" Oh neat, look at all these things! Her mind was distracted from the fancy pipes and tubes before she could make another pass at the funny looking box.

"These look like they're used to make weapons." She gave him a puzzling look. Then again with Lash anything could be turned into a weapon if she worked heard enough. "Just what were you doing with them exactly? Apart from the obvious need to sort them out it seems..."