The Doctor (
toobravehearted) wrote in
paradisa2013-09-09 12:28 pm
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- 15 - It's the colours you have, no need to be sad.
[ Happy Monday morning Paradisa. There's a police box appearing in the lobby today, fresh from Fairfield and with a certain Doctor that steps out of said box. The lobby isn't his usual place to park, but he does have a small problem with his room, something that he's avoided dealing with since there were more important matters to hand. With an expression of resignation, the Doctor locks the TARDIS and leaves the lobby, making his way up the tower stairs and almost hoping that what was left in his room has disappeared by now. ]
[ What is in his room is practically his own fault. He had gone to look for Aradia after Dr. Brewer's call for help. What he found was a door without a nameplate and an empty room. He had stayed there a few minutes, thinking on the girl whose company he had enjoyed, the girl that he felt brought a dash of colour to his days. With an angry utterance to the castle, he had left and closed the door, another friend gone. ]
[ It hadn't crossed his radar that anything would even come of the utterance. And so with his reverie over, here the Doctor is, pushing open the door to his room and-- ]
Great Scott! It actually... Grew! My word, it's even in the toi-! Water Closet!
[ The Doctor rummages through his pockets, coming up with his journal and a pair of... very small Bonsai Tree shears. No, they're not going to do at all, although where the heck did they come from? Addressing the journal, he clears his throat.]
Er, hello, it's the Doctor here, good morning. I don't suppose anyone has a goat, do they?
[ Yes, he knows how ridiculous that sounds. No, he will not laugh. It is not funny. Except really, it is. Especially when it's in the loo as well... ] I think I have a confession to make. Small problem in 2109, nothing to worry about, just a bit of... grass growing out of my floor.
[ He pauses and clears his throat again. ]
And the walls. The dresser, the bed, the wardrobe, oh look at that, even the patch of floor where the TARDIS stood, very good.
[ Sure enough, his room is covered and the grass is about six inches long and all in-- ]
Oh, did I not mention?
It's rainbow coloured. Great swatches of blue, yellow, pink, orange, green of course, purple, oh red over there, thank you!
[ There's a pause as he looks around his room and scratches his head. ]
I might need to employ a gardener.
[ What is in his room is practically his own fault. He had gone to look for Aradia after Dr. Brewer's call for help. What he found was a door without a nameplate and an empty room. He had stayed there a few minutes, thinking on the girl whose company he had enjoyed, the girl that he felt brought a dash of colour to his days. With an angry utterance to the castle, he had left and closed the door, another friend gone. ]
[ It hadn't crossed his radar that anything would even come of the utterance. And so with his reverie over, here the Doctor is, pushing open the door to his room and-- ]
Great Scott! It actually... Grew! My word, it's even in the toi-! Water Closet!
[ The Doctor rummages through his pockets, coming up with his journal and a pair of... very small Bonsai Tree shears. No, they're not going to do at all, although where the heck did they come from? Addressing the journal, he clears his throat.]
Er, hello, it's the Doctor here, good morning. I don't suppose anyone has a goat, do they?
[ Yes, he knows how ridiculous that sounds. No, he will not laugh. It is not funny. Except really, it is. Especially when it's in the loo as well... ] I think I have a confession to make. Small problem in 2109, nothing to worry about, just a bit of... grass growing out of my floor.
[ He pauses and clears his throat again. ]
And the walls. The dresser, the bed, the wardrobe, oh look at that, even the patch of floor where the TARDIS stood, very good.
[ Sure enough, his room is covered and the grass is about six inches long and all in-- ]
Oh, did I not mention?
It's rainbow coloured. Great swatches of blue, yellow, pink, orange, green of course, purple, oh red over there, thank you!
[ There's a pause as he looks around his room and scratches his head. ]
I might need to employ a gardener.
