003 | believe me |

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

[ Wherever you are in your dreams tonight, you'll notice a particularly odd looking blue box with a man standing outside of it. His hands are in his pockets as he leans against it, grinning, looking at the landscape of the dream, which is fashioned to your liking. A city, hills, perhaps even just an open field or even a ship at sea. Tonight, the dream is shaped to your liking! ]


(( ooc: If we've talked things for the event this month, feel free to throw it in the subject! otherwise, no-event Eleven post. :D ))

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[waterfell.livejournal.com]

[Ami does not twirl as she steps carefully inside. She takes in the interior solemnly.]

It's larger than it looks.

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

Yes! Bigger on the inside.

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

[To say the least. They're both indulging in understatement.

It's physically impossible.]

How is it possible?

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

Time Lord technology.

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

We didn't have something like this even in the Silver Millenium.

[She's jealous. But for once, controllably so.]

Show me how the technology works.

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

Nope! Sorry, I don't show off like that. I do show off amazing planets and time periods, however, if you are interested.

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

I'm still interested. So, let's go to planet Mercury. To Mariner Castle of 'now'.

I'll show you it.

[Her tone stays even, but a certain forwardness in her posture betrays her actual eagerness.]

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

[ And he is off piloting the TARDIS, spinning around the console! ]

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

[Spinning...?]

Are you just playing around?

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

No! I'm piloting!

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

It's a strange sort of piloting.

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

She's supposed to have six pilots.

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

Then isn't it better if I become one more? Tell me what to do.

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

Don't take this the wrong way, Mercury, but how do I know I can trust you?

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

Probably, no one should trust me.

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

How do I know you won't try to sneak in and steal her if I show you how to?

and i'm out for most of the day but back later <3

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

If she's sentient, she wouldn't allow that, right?

Besides, I don't have that type of interest in her. [If anything, she'd poke around try to get enough information to build a TARDIS of her own.]

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

She is still a machine, we can override her.

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

Decide whether we're going or not.

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

We've been going!

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

Eh? [Forgive her. The running around had really just looked. Ah. Silly.]

I don't feel the motion. It's smooth! [Perhaps even more so than the ships of the Moon Kingdom in the past.]

Your people have developed their technology admirably.

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

I have the stabilizers on. [ BORING. ]

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

How long will the trip take?

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

We're here! [ Ding. ]

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

[She waits impatiently to go outside, where she can set her foot on the floor of the only place that is her own and inviolate: Mariner Castle, made to her every whim and taste and fancy.

It is an impressive building: classical in structure, with a bluish tint even to its stone. It is grand and imposing, though its very size emphasizes the quiet; this is not a place of teeming life and the thriving bustle of Earth.]

Welcome to Mariner Castle.