nevermindtherunning: ([ten x donna] srs bsns)
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It took three days to return back to the TARDIS, right where they had left it by the Great Wall. News hadn't arrived of the emperor, and to that, the Doctor was relieved. They were able to give a poor villager the horse and anonymously go their own way back on foot to the TARDIS.

He and Donna looked a little worn, but it was to be expected given what they had been through and their mutual determination to move as quickly as possible back to the TARDIS. Once unlocked and inside, he closed the door and placed his forehead against the cool door. Without a word, he stayed there, palm on door, just breathing slowly in and out.

And a moment later, he spun on his feet, looking up at the coral struts and the control console. It was over, wasn't it? Everything was over? They caught the time vortex and were sent back to their time, hadn't they? And now it was just Donna and himself.

"All of time and space, anywhere in the entire universe and you want to go to the beach." He offers Donna a smile as he walked up to the console, slowly pressing buttons and locking onto coordinates. "The blue moons of Xerxes VI, the most beautiful flowers you can imagine in infinite colors on Matapooshta, the longest waterfall in the galaxy is on Scwetzguld; you can't even see the bottom from the top or the top from the bottom! And you want to go to the beach." There's something endearing in his tone of voice.

Date: 2013-05-04 11:42 pm (UTC)
noblexcompanion: ([ DONNA ] ♦ her song)
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Fresh tears rolled down her cheeks as she pulled out of the hug and settled herself back by the viewing screen to watch the storm. He could really be a stubborn git when he had made his mind up about something.

Date: 2013-05-05 05:05 pm (UTC)
noblexcompanion: ([ DONNA ] ♦ meeting of minds)
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Could he blame them for wanting forever? He swooped in and stole them away from their dull, mundane lives and showed them the stars. He made them feel special. Why would anyone want to leave that behind and go back to a normal life?

The awkwardness of it all was too much, she rocked on her feet. "I'll be in my room..."

Date: 2013-05-15 11:32 am (UTC)
noblexcompanion: ([ DONNA ] ♦ her song)
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"It's open." Inside Donna was packing her things. A long task considering a) how much she had brought along with her the first time that was still here and b) how much she had accumulated during her time with the Doctor.

She had idly considered how long she could realistically survive without food and water if she locked herself in the wardrobe. But in the end she had resigned herself to the fact that her welcome was outstayed, he didn't want or need her anymore and she was going how.

Date: 2013-05-17 01:33 am (UTC)
noblexcompanion: ([ DONNA ] ♦ her song)
From: [personal profile] noblexcompanion
"Don't. Just... don't." She tried to swallow down the lump that was forming in her throat. "I'm not an idiot. I was lucky to find you a second time. A third time was a miracle. There's no forth time." Okay, so technically the third time he had come to her, but the point remained the same.

"The Doctor. Always running, never looking back." She held out her TARDIS key to him. "Here."

Date: 2013-05-17 01:46 am (UTC)
noblexcompanion: ([ DONNA ] ♦ little bit unexpected)
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Well, it was hard to be the ginger goddess of the universe without attracting a little bit of unwanted attention along the way, right? Not that she was an actual goddess - although she sometimes had to wonder. Even so, she packed the key away with her belongings.

"I don't reckon there's much need for a perception filter in an office..." There's no bite to the words, just sadness. "Right then. I think that's most of it. Blimey, there's a lot. Forgot I had so much."

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