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[Who ever said a dream had to be restful? Someone boring, probably. Certainly not any self respecting doctor of archaeology. At least not one answering to the name of River Song. And for fortunately anyone entering this specific dream hoping for adventure, that's exactly what she answered to.

The people who didn't would still have to run from a giant rolling boulder--classics were classics--and might have to deal with getting a little lost in the alien temple, too. They'd just enjoy it less.

At the center of the temple (deceptively close to the starting point, as dreams often were) sits River sprawled atop something that might look suspiciously like a certain ark, sipping from a golden goblet and laughing at a joke just missed. Or a joke all her own, given there's no one else in the room.]

You're late.

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[Was everyone going to start telling her that in her dreams? Once she wakes up, it'll make her wonder in that nagging, uncomfortable way whether there's something she needs to be doing more quickly.

She, it turns out, is an Asian girl, perhaps in her late teens, modestly but fashionably dressed (despite the clothes being mussed and dirty after a faster-than-human-speed dash away from a boulder and the time it's taken to analyze and find her way through the temple layout).

Even as she catches her breath, she deserves a bit of her attitude after making it here. She angles herself facing River, and puts a hand to her hip even as her lips form a smirk.]

I'm worth waiting for. [Her eyes flicker to the artifacts.] Should I congratulate you now?

[Very unlikely. River's polite button is just broken and she's never bothered to fix it. She smiles down at the woman, still amused by whatever she'd been laughing at, and swirls her wine-goblet.] Now...why would you do something like that? Not about the dream, I hope? Because if you were looking for an impressive dream you should have been here last week for the one about the clowns.

You were late. [No, she really can't resist, tone still light and flippant.] I've already had the one about the amusement park.

[And outside dreams, some rather useful clowns (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_YXOPsqwreU) under her own orders there; but that was a long time ago, now.]

[She smiles, now clearly amused by Ami's comment, rather than whatever private joke she had before.] Who ever said it had anything to do with an amusement park?

[She gives a soft laugh, not unpleasant; a rarity.]

Then how did it go?

[Oh, her eyes sparkle with mischief, but her smile doesn't budge.] Couldn't say.

Then there's no harm in making this into something new, now. Something more fun.

More fun than an adventure with danger and treasure at the end?

Oh, yes. There's always something even more.

You've got my attention, then.

You want a thrill, right?

Why not let me make that for you? [Oh, she'd love that, even with no tricks of her own involved: simply to be shaping the surroundings for the other woman.]

A maze. Of my making. For you to find the prize.

A labyrinth? Forgive me saying it, Sweetheart, but an endless maze sounds a bit more tedious than it does thrilling. Prize or no.

Not a labyrinth, then. [She's the goddess of knowledge; she can come up with any type of puzzle.]

Not a labyrinth then. [Her smile is faintly amused.] Have you something else in mind?

[She seems unperturbed.]

Well, not yet. But we're both bored.

So we seem. That's promising: all the best stories start with two people who are bored.

Oh? Nothing about it being a noble quest? [There's a slight undercurrent in her dismissive tone that suggests she'd rather not have the pastime clouded with ideals.]

Oh, hardly. The only things that makes any 'noble quest' less tedious than an empty labyrinth are the pretty faces you can bring along. Quests born out of boredom, though? You can count on those to keep you entertained.

[That, River, earns you a name and introduction.]

I'm Mizuno Ami. Let's get along well! [The smile is a bit too bright and overdone; she's still not used to acting energetic.]

Doctor River Song. [She flashes a mischievous smirk.] Let's keep it interesting.

[That distracts her immediately.] A doctor?

[Giant rolling boulders? For River, it might be classic, but for Mao, it was a cliche that was on its last legs, hence why he was not amused when he had to run from one.

Though, of course, the panic was part of it. It was definitely part of the reason why he froze up for a second before swearing something under his breath, pulling out a very large sword from nowhere and slicing the boulder clean through before stomping his way through the temple.

Of course, he gets lost, and once he emerges from the maze with a limp and a scowl, he looks like he's gone through quite a lot. His clothes have patches of dirt on them. Some parts have been torn and ripped, exposing bruises and scars, some not necessarily from this dream. There are fresh new scars on his legs, he's probably strained his ankle, and his hair now has a fresh layer of dirt and mud, in addition to his skin.]

How can I be late? I don't even know you. [Why, yes, he's extra grumpy.]

[She seems unperturbed by his grouchiness or unfamiliarity with her.] Oh, Sweetheart, you should know first impressions can mean everything.

Don't call me Sweetheart!

[She laughs] You're very demanding for someone who's so late he missed the party.

I don't even know what you're talking about, why would you say I'm late?!

I'd say you were because you are, Dear.

Stop calling me that!

[Ohoho, now there's the tsun!]

[There's always a secret passageway near the entrance that leads right to the end; easy exit-route once you've made it all the way through, of course. Or maybe it's simply been created by the whims of the dreamers. It doesn't really matter, either way, though. What does, is the buxom blonde perched atop an ark, giggling away. Well now.]

I'm never late! [Good gracious; like Doctor like Child.]

[Oh, there's always a secret passage. It's just a question of whether you're clever enough to find it and whether or not you'd rather just make your way through it properly. It's much more fun to avoid rolling rocks.

River beams down at the TARDIS, not at all perturbed to see her.]

I think I might be hurt you meant to miss out on all the excitement.

Oi! I am never late. Thank you. Except that one time, but that was entirely an accident.

[River doesn't look remotely convinced.] One time, is it? I'm sorry, Sweetie, but landing the TARDIS in the wrong place still counts as late even if it's only been five minutes from your perspective. You've still missed out on all the fun.

[Bobby had to slide around and blast a few temple traps before making it to the center. He's annoyed. He doesn't remember how he ended up in the temple in the first place.]

No, you're early.

[She arches an eyebrow, but she's still not about to budge. Metaphorically or physically.]

No, Sweetheart, you misread the invite. I said twelve-fifteen, not twelve-fifty

[OOC: I don't even...know...what to do with the English language today.]

I didn't get an invite! I don't know how I ended up here. Why are you here?

Well! If you missed the invite it's no wonder you got the time wrong. [She gives him an expectant look.] Isn't it obvious?

Since I didn't get the invite I'm not supposed to be here. And I'm gonna go with no. No it isn't.

[ Approaches, a small smile on his face. ] Am I? I'm sorry, then. Didn't know I had a schedule.

[She quirks an appreciative little smile.] Oh, no need to apologize. You've only missed all the fun.

I don't know, you never really miss fun if you can make your own.

[Ooh that encourages the smile into a grin.]

Oh, I like you, someone who's got the right answer.

I always try to.

It's lucky I'm here at all!

[She smiles.] Oh, I doubt that.

The boulder would argue with you. Ahhh, but... what am I late for, anyway?

Oh, it does that for everyone, Dear, you shouldn't take it personally. What's it look like you're late for?

A meeting with a rather interesting person, I'd say.

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had to. XD

xD

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Ahhh late

no worries!

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Ack the lateness I don't even...

/pats

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...how very embarrassing of a wait.

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Lord this is terrrrrible slowtag.

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Ahhh I don't even...speaking of LATE.

no problem~

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Ack this...terrible lateness.

all's good, i'm slow as slow things are

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Meep the laateness.

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