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Amy Pond ([personal profile] wears_skirts) wrote2011-05-26 04:06 am
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Morning, who needs it?

After a rather restless night sleep, Amy stumbled her way to the control room. Her hair seemed to have a mind of its own and her nightie was wrinkled even after her poor attempt at smoothing it with her hands. "Morning." Amy said with a yawn as she entered the room, expecting the Doctor to be there.
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[identity profile] iamamadman.livejournal.com 2011-05-26 08:13 am (UTC)(link)
"Morning," the Doctor said as he walked around the console. He carefully looked Amy over, trying not to give away too much as he did so. "You okay?" There was a certain sadness that he could see deep down inside her, even if she didn't realize it. Which, really, that was to be expected. A hidden and unknown sadness. The Doctor was sad too, he happened to like Rory, the nose grew on him.

[identity profile] apaisleygirl.livejournal.com 2011-05-26 08:22 am (UTC)(link)
Eyes squinting against the light, Amy dragged her way over to the chair and plopped down in it. "Yeah, I'm just tired." She said as she curled up in the chair. "Didn't get a lot of sleep last night." Amy explained before looking around the room. "Where are we right now anyway?"

[identity profile] iamamadman.livejournal.com 2011-05-26 08:30 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, not a lot of sleep," he said in a low tone, just above a whisper, to himself. "You sure that's all?" He followed her over to the chair. "Nothing else happened? Nothing that you remember?"

[identity profile] apaisleygirl.livejournal.com 2011-05-26 08:31 am (UTC)(link)
Amy nearly jumped when she realised how close he was to her now. "What?" She asked with a laugh at his questions. "No." Amy said as she looked up at him, brows furrowing in confusion. "Why? Am I forgetting something?"

[identity profile] iamamadman.livejournal.com 2011-05-26 08:33 am (UTC)(link)
He stepped back. "No," he turned around. "Nothing that I know of." He walked back over to the console, but turned around to face her right before he reached. "Why, do you feel like you are forgetting something?"

[identity profile] apaisleygirl.livejournal.com 2011-05-26 08:35 am (UTC)(link)
"You're acting weird." Amy told bluntly, eyes roaming over his face in suspicion.

[identity profile] iamamadman.livejournal.com 2011-05-26 09:18 am (UTC)(link)
"Weird, me, never," he brushed off. "Just curious. You know me, always asking questions, what I do, never know." He turned away from her again so she couldn't see the look on his face.

"Right then, off we go!"

[identity profile] apaisleygirl.livejournal.com 2011-05-26 09:20 am (UTC)(link)
"Right." Amy said slowly, not believing him for a second. Still sitting in the chair, Amy wrapped her arms around her chin as she stared at his back. "Where are we going?"
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