makeherblue: (goggles face)
The Eleventh Doctor || Doctor Who ([personal profile] makeherblue) wrote in [personal profile] economicalrhinoplasty 2012-04-08 04:24 pm (UTC)

Sailing again, yes. He hasn’t quite mastered the natural teleport, so sailing it is and anyway, a lovely day like this deserves dragging your feet!

The Doctor began pumping at the cranks in the dinghy like the day before as steam whistles at the seams of the mast. He works at it furiously like he meana to bicycle with his hands. “Oh, it’s very shiny and glowy! I wouldn’t have it any other way! Although,” he seems to have second thoughts even as their little boat begins to slide away from the beach. “Maybe you ought to be careful in there anyway. First time and you haven’t had enough temporal touristing to get used to this sort of thing, I’d imagine. Don’t worry, I’ll be right there with you.”

Whatever she sees in there besides the time engines, he has faith she can manage. Eva is exceptionally tough. Frail, too. Oh so frail. But something in her has gotten her this far and he thinks it will still keep going, throughout the rest of her short human life.

The Doctor turns to cast a glance at the island they’re leaving. It, like much of the TARDIS internals, doesn’t have a name yet. It probably won’t until he has time to come back and unlike Eva, he has loads and loads of time.

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