#notofmars

“Because some of us don’t wear the same outfit every single day. I want some new clothes!” shaking her head at the Doctor, Rose chased him around the console room, planning on annoying him until he took her to one of those shopping planets. What happened to the man who said your wish is my command? God, he is difficult to convince sometimes. Especially when the subject can be considered domestic. 

Grabbing his hand, she turned him around so he would be forced to look at her. “Come on!” big brown eyes pleaded with the Doctor, as Rose did her best puss in boots impression.

“I don’t know...do you maybe turn them on and off at that time? Is that a thing you do?”

She feels like this is some sort of riddle, or there is something he knows that he thinks she’s supposed to; like he’s anticipating her ending a well known sentence. But, Rosie’s coming up empty. It’s been a long week, month, few months -- however long it’s been Longer still. 

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Well, that was an intriguing sight indeed...a simple forest being disturbed by a comet. One of a very...odd shape, indeed. It was a large, blue box, with odd writing on it. Was it a new experiment of some kind? And given that it came out o nowhere, he was somewhat worried about whoever could be inside this new one. He already met a victim of space-time testing. Just goes to show what we get for tinkering with the world. 

However, when they did finally leave the odd box, they seemed to be in a decent condition, at least...if not in some confusion. Although dropping out of the sky seems to have that impact on people. So maybe it would be wise to not-so-discreetly tell him about the place and time. You never know what could have happened, after all. All the stories of timeslips and what not. Although, he wasn’t even sure what language they spoke. Hopefully it as something he could share.