( her tone should say that river doesn't really think that, guessing instead that the doctor was more panicked about being back at the library that she'd just hit any button in hopes of getting her to leave )
Though she won't thank you for making more mess.
( and the doctor would just have to clean it up anyway. she's stepping aside from the biscuits to not contribute further, hand reaching out again to rest on the doctor's )
( the word is quieted, expression a little sad just for those few seconds. it wasn't about getting her out even knowing what had happened, especially while river didn't know if she should know something. she was just relieved to be out, to be alive. and glad that the doctor had been there to pick her up )
We'll figure it out. ( more likely it would be one of those questions burning in the back of their minds, river probably gallivanting around again trying not to think about it. who wanted to think about the fact that they'd been dead? ) Just-- I'm glad it was you.
( that she'd been the one to find her, to pick her up. she'd have wanted no one else there )
( she lets herself actually breathe then, easing the tension from her shoulders. she grins at her wife. her gloriously alive wife, and throws her arms around her shoulders. )
Anyone else would've heard your tone of voice and done a runner.
( she lets her hands fall to her waist, trailing her fingers along. she's talking about the people that had first been there, those crowding and bombarding her with questions in the library. at least with the doctor they could take it slow, let her mind and memories catch up )
I suppose I should ask about this.
( she gives a light tug at the suspenders )
How many faces did-- ( did she miss, is the rest of the question that river can't quite finish )
( she takes a small step back and counts them off on her fingers. first met river when she still wore pinstripes, then there was everything with bow-tie, then eyebrows... oh! )
None. Can you believe that? Was still Scottish not that long ago.
( she sounds surprised if a little relieved. to not have missed out on anything... well, that would be a first )
How long has this been for you? This body.
( it would, could if river pressed, tell her how long it had been for the doctor since they'd been on darillium rather than tell her how long she'd been in the library. that time period was a strange one she didn't know if she'd ever be able to figure out )
( it's always strange after regenerating. getting used to a new body, other people getting used to it, too. but river is the first person the doctor has come across in this body who has ever seen her look any different.
she fidgets. )
Try not to be too critical. Still getting used to all this new... stuff.
( river tips her head to the side, her tone one of mock offense )
I am very gentle.
( except they both know that, under most circumstances, that those words relating to river are absolutely crap. though when it comes to the doctor she can be incredibly tender. if she's feeling merciful )
Though maybe not yet. I'm-- ( she waves a hand, trying to find some words that might be accurate ) --does this count as a new body?
That should be impossible -- more so than being-- ( pause ) --alive.
( impossible may usually be something that she excels in but she'd died and it seemed, felt like she'd been dead a long time. she wasn't certain that she wanted confirmation with what year it was.
she'd figure it out later, get medical scans, make sure everything was in the right place and working properly )
It doesnt matter.
( it did, just one of the things currently niggling at her but she didn't want to dwell. it felt like she should be celebrating )
( all of it's impossible, or should be, and she's dying to know what happened, how it happened, why. because there shouldn't have been a way out of this, but river is standing in front of her, flesh and blood, and with that comes so many questions.
questions that she won't ask, not now, and instead takes river's hand again. )
We'll work this out. You and me. If you want to. ( she squeezes her hand. ) Whatever you want to do now, it's your call.
( oh, the doctor is good. she knows the right things to say to lift river's thoughts just enough, tugging that smile back )
I'd like to see somewhere. ( not expecting to have this chance again river doesn't actually know what she wants to do ) Somewhere quiet.
( she's not ready to fully throw herself into things but it would be nice to think, to see something beautiful and to spend precious moments with her wife )
( her eyes light up at that and the doctor hops over the mess on the floor to the console. )
Professor Song, how do you feel about Greek mythology?
( she flips switches, turns dials while she talks, spins the hourglass. )
Khione. Daughter of a water nymph. Same as many Greek tales, she was taken advantage of by a man and the gods punished her for it. ( a frown. ) Turned her into a cloud, of all things.
( the tardis wheezes briefly, then comes to a stop. )
So she made it snow. Right there in the desert. Not the happiest or best known tales, but she did get a small planet named after her.
( flashing river another smile, the doctor jogs over to the doors and pushes them open.
and it really is a very small planet. the only signs of life nearby are several barren trees, covered in frost. and while it isn't actually snowing - the dark sky is clear, lit up with stars - the ground is covered with white powder, untouched.
( she doesn't get a chance to respond before the doctor jumps in with her excited spiel and river would have it no other way. she lets her talk, pilot, taking a cautionary step towards the railing just in case her piloting is anything like what she remembers--
and she smiles. this is familiar, beautifully so and listening to her, getting to see somewhere that is most certainly new... it reminds her why she loves adventures, loving that excitement and feeling it start to creep back in to her chest.
when they land river moves towards the door, taking a few steps outside and is awed )
It's beautiful.
( quiet, calm. the light shines beautifully off the frost and you can absolutely feel the peace )
( because, like she said, even if they wanted to there's nothing here for them. and it leaves a beautiful place like this for people like them to just look at.
river had seen a lot of beautiful sights in her time, had made a point to go and look at amazing things, but there was still so much to be discovered )
How far do you think we can walk?
( though maybe not how river is currently dressed in her light white dress )
( it's possible that she hadn't really taken river's current clothes into consideration when picking a planet. Fortunately, when you're in your thousands and have had over a dozen different bodies (and plenty of friends), you tend to pick up a few things. )
We should probably find you something a bit warmer. I'm sure I've got a coat or two.
( she'd always been able to find exactly what she'd needed any other time and river had a feeling that, sentimental idiots that they are, that both the doctor and the tardis would still have had anything that she'd left behind. finding it with this new face... help, sweetie )
Come on, then. ( she grabs river's hand. ) What're you waiting for?
( as it turns out, the doctor may have also needed directions. but in her defense, she hasn't had the chance to properly explore yet, and she's pretty sure the tardis is messing with them, and she only gets them lost once.
but the point is, they get there, the room that could be called a wardrobe if it didn't look more like an over-stocked charity shop these days. )
( even now all of the men's clothes -- for a friend or future regeneration.
river takes a good look around before grabbing a few things and then a couple of other items (a nice jumper) that she helpfully slides the doctor's way.
she says nothing about them, waiting until she's gotten herself changed (jumper, jeans and boots) before speaking )
( and that is exactly why she never does get rid of anything. never know when you'll need a leather jacket or a 20 foot long scarf.
or a jumper, which she takes gratefully and starts to put on. when it's over her head she pauses to pull her braces from her shoulders, finishes putting the jumper on, then puts the braces back on again. perfect. )
Much. What do you say? Shall we go explore an icy desert?
( words that river never thought that she'd get to say again. she'd had her team with her in the data core, and charlotte, but she wasn't dating them )
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( her tone should say that river doesn't really think that, guessing instead that the doctor was more panicked about being back at the library that she'd just hit any button in hopes of getting her to leave )
Though she won't thank you for making more mess.
( and the doctor would just have to clean it up anyway. she's stepping aside from the biscuits to not contribute further, hand reaching out again to rest on the doctor's )
I never thanked you. For coming.
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( it's hard to tell if she's joking or not, any hint of a smile gone at the contact. )
I wish I could say it was planned. Wish I could take the credit for getting you out, wish I even knew how you got out.
( she forces herself to look up, to meet river's gaze. her own hand comes up, fingers loosely wrapping around river's wrist. )
I can't, I don't. But when I saw you, there's no way was I leaving you behind.
( the again goes unsaid, but it's there. )
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( the word is quieted, expression a little sad just for those few seconds. it wasn't about getting her out even knowing what had happened, especially while river didn't know if she should know something. she was just relieved to be out, to be alive. and glad that the doctor had been there to pick her up )
We'll figure it out. ( more likely it would be one of those questions burning in the back of their minds, river probably gallivanting around again trying not to think about it. who wanted to think about the fact that they'd been dead? ) Just-- I'm glad it was you.
( that she'd been the one to find her, to pick her up. she'd have wanted no one else there )
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( she lets herself actually breathe then, easing the tension from her shoulders. she grins at her wife. her gloriously alive wife, and throws her arms around her shoulders. )
Anyone else would've heard your tone of voice and done a runner.
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( she lets her hands fall to her waist, trailing her fingers along. she's talking about the people that had first been there, those crowding and bombarding her with questions in the library. at least with the doctor they could take it slow, let her mind and memories catch up )
I suppose I should ask about this.
( she gives a light tug at the suspenders )
How many faces did-- ( did she miss, is the rest of the question that river can't quite finish )
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Hang on.
( she takes a small step back and counts them off on her fingers. first met river when she still wore pinstripes, then there was everything with bow-tie, then eyebrows... oh! )
None. Can you believe that? Was still Scottish not that long ago.
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( she sounds surprised if a little relieved. to not have missed out on anything... well, that would be a first )
How long has this been for you? This body.
( it would, could if river pressed, tell her how long it had been for the doctor since they'd been on darillium rather than tell her how long she'd been in the library. that time period was a strange one she didn't know if she'd ever be able to figure out )
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( at least, she doesn't think so. a lot had happened, but not nearly enough for it to have been more than a few weeks. )
Long enough to make some new friends and go on a few trips. I'd just dropped them off home for a bit when I ended up here.
( she holds her hands out, glances down at herself. )
I'm practically brand new.
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( pretty boy hadn't been, bowtie was newish but eyebrows... the longest he'd had a body that she'd known. sort of.
river takes a step back, an admiring sort of look as she looks over her )
I'll have to let you know what I think.
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she fidgets. )
Try not to be too critical. Still getting used to all this new... stuff.
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I am very gentle.
( except they both know that, under most circumstances, that those words relating to river are absolutely crap. though when it comes to the doctor she can be incredibly tender. if she's feeling merciful )
Though maybe not yet. I'm-- ( she waves a hand, trying to find some words that might be accurate ) --does this count as a new body?
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( the doctor smiles, looking river over. )
I suppose. Or more like... restored? Back to how you were before you - ( died. ) - left.
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That should be impossible -- more so than being-- ( pause ) --alive.
( impossible may usually be something that she excels in but she'd died and it seemed, felt like she'd been dead a long time. she wasn't certain that she wanted confirmation with what year it was.
she'd figure it out later, get medical scans, make sure everything was in the right place and working properly )
It doesnt matter.
( it did, just one of the things currently niggling at her but she didn't want to dwell. it felt like she should be celebrating )
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( all of it's impossible, or should be, and she's dying to know what happened, how it happened, why. because there shouldn't have been a way out of this, but river is standing in front of her, flesh and blood, and with that comes so many questions.
questions that she won't ask, not now, and instead takes river's hand again. )
We'll work this out. You and me. If you want to. ( she squeezes her hand. ) Whatever you want to do now, it's your call.
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I'd like to see somewhere. ( not expecting to have this chance again river doesn't actually know what she wants to do ) Somewhere quiet.
( she's not ready to fully throw herself into things but it would be nice to think, to see something beautiful and to spend precious moments with her wife )
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Professor Song, how do you feel about Greek mythology?
( she flips switches, turns dials while she talks, spins the hourglass. )
Khione. Daughter of a water nymph. Same as many Greek tales, she was taken advantage of by a man and the gods punished her for it. ( a frown. ) Turned her into a cloud, of all things.
( the tardis wheezes briefly, then comes to a stop. )
So she made it snow. Right there in the desert. Not the happiest or best known tales, but she did get a small planet named after her.
( flashing river another smile, the doctor jogs over to the doors and pushes them open.
and it really is a very small planet. the only signs of life nearby are several barren trees, covered in frost. and while it isn't actually snowing - the dark sky is clear, lit up with stars - the ground is covered with white powder, untouched.
she did say quiet.)
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and she smiles. this is familiar, beautifully so and listening to her, getting to see somewhere that is most certainly new... it reminds her why she loves adventures, loving that excitement and feeling it start to creep back in to her chest.
when they land river moves towards the door, taking a few steps outside and is awed )
It's beautiful.
( quiet, calm. the light shines beautifully off the frost and you can absolutely feel the peace )
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( she follows river outside, stops just behind her. )
People visit sometimes, just to see. But there are no resources, no reason for people to try and move in. Just the snow and the ice.
( there's a cracking sound nearby, and an icicle falls from one of the trees and lands in the snow. Then, it wriggles and burrows into the ground. )
Some of which is mildly sentient. But harmless.
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( because, like she said, even if they wanted to there's nothing here for them. and it leaves a beautiful place like this for people like them to just look at.
river had seen a lot of beautiful sights in her time, had made a point to go and look at amazing things, but there was still so much to be discovered )
How far do you think we can walk?
( though maybe not how river is currently dressed in her light white dress )
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( it's possible that she hadn't really taken river's current clothes into consideration when picking a planet. Fortunately, when you're in your thousands and have had over a dozen different bodies (and plenty of friends), you tend to pick up a few things. )
We should probably find you something a bit warmer. I'm sure I've got a coat or two.
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( she'd always been able to find exactly what she'd needed any other time and river had a feeling that, sentimental idiots that they are, that both the doctor and the tardis would still have had anything that she'd left behind. finding it with this new face... help, sweetie )
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( as it turns out, the doctor may have also needed directions. but in her defense, she hasn't had the chance to properly explore yet, and she's pretty sure the tardis is messing with them, and she only gets them lost once.
but the point is, they get there, the room that could be called a wardrobe if it didn't look more like an over-stocked charity shop these days. )
I really need to get rid of some of this.
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( even now all of the men's clothes -- for a friend or future regeneration.
river takes a good look around before grabbing a few things and then a couple of other items (a nice jumper) that she helpfully slides the doctor's way.
she says nothing about them, waiting until she's gotten herself changed (jumper, jeans and boots) before speaking )
Now this is better.
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or a jumper, which she takes gratefully and starts to put on. when it's over her head she pauses to pull her braces from her shoulders, finishes putting the jumper on, then puts the braces back on again. perfect. )
Much. What do you say? Shall we go explore an icy desert?
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( words that river never thought that she'd get to say again. she'd had her team with her in the data core, and charlotte, but she wasn't dating them )
What made you think of this place?
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