Pedicures! (for notadictator)

[ladyoftime]

The Doctor has, rather obviously, remodeled since her Eighth self. ...Not the curtains kind of remodeling, the kind where everything looks organic and such. She opens the door for Lucie (the key's changed, too) and steps inside.

"What do you think?"

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[notadictator.livejournal.com]

Lucie follows the Doctor inside. "What do you mean, what do I think?" But then she realizes, and starts laughing.

"I've been in other TARDISes before. ...Er, not 'other', but, er. I've gone places with other Doctors before. The... oh, which one he was. Skinny. Brown suit. Took me to New New New New whatever Earth. Oh! But, it's nice, I guess."

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

Her face drops. Cut off at the pass! Ten gets all the fun.

"Hair," helpful gesture to indicate Ten's hair, "teeth? That the one?"

[notadictator.livejournal.com]

Lucie nods. "Yeah, that one." She goes over to the console to half-lean half-sit on the edge. "We were going to have a picnic."

Never really happened though, impending doom, and all that. Whoops.

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

No impending doom in their future! Nope! None at all!

"What... century, do you think?"

...What. She has zero experience with pedicures.

[notadictator.livejournal.com]

Lucie sighs. "You're the one who's supposed to know everything about everything." But it's not really said in a mean sort of way, and she laughs.

"I guess just some time around 2007 or whenever. Probably the safest bet, anyway."

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

"Right, then! 2007 it is."

She sets coordinates aaaaaaand ladies and... ladies, we're in for a bumpy ride. As usual.

[notadictator.livejournal.com]

"Suppose it was too much to hope for that you'd have learned how to fly this thing better, huh."

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

"I've always been good at it!"

Translation: Failed her driver's test. Learned by trial and error. Ta-da!