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I'll never stray again... [Active]

Character(s): Rose, the Doctor
Content: Rose is still waiting, but she doesn't lose faith! Her Doctor comes :3
Setting: Muspelheim
Time: Late afternoon
Warnings: Happy-squeeing-gush charries? :DDD YAY REUNIONS!

Rose scuffed a shoe against the ground, distracting herself with the silvery strands of grass and the similar tree leaves. Since she had sent Vincent on his way, she had sat back in the bench, got up, wandered around, sat back down, people-watched, and rinsed it all, lathered it up, and repeated. She sighed, folded her arms over her black jacket, and looked down at her shoe.

She knew that the TARDIS wasn't in tip-top-shape here, ~~but then, was the TARDIS ever in tip-top-shape?~~ If her cell phone barely functioned, then the ship would have trouble too. She knew this, and didn't lose any faith... she just hated waiting. To think earlier (this afternoon?) she had thought she would never see him again, surely never again in the flesh.

Her fingers twitch where they gripped her elbows. She shifted weight from one foot to another.

In some odd way it seemed too soon, but then, it also wasn't soon enough.

But with a small chuckle, she hoped her mum wasn't flipping her lid about her disappearance. She'd probably be blaming the Doctor about it, too. The thought settled Rose, just a bit.

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Having dropped Kit off over at the hotel, the Doctor had steered the TARDIS towards the Muspelheim gate. Parking it in an alleyway, the quickly stepped out into the street, ignoring the somewhat strange looks of the locals who'd seen the flying box disapear into the alleyway.

It reminded him why he didn't usually fly the TARDIS anywhere. Dematerializing was so less obtrusive and attention getting, but oh well. Wasn't any helping it really, was their?

The Doctor would fly the TARDIS across this whole city for everyone to see if it meant reuniting with Rose... as it happened he hadn't had to quite do that, of course, but he'd certainly flown it a fair ways.

Now, where was Rose? Had to be around here somewhere... He knew she was near the gate, but maybe he should have asked for a more specific location.

He supposed he could always call her, but... Oh wait, was that her? The Doctor spotted the back of a figure sitting alone on a bench. He couldn't help the massive grin forming on his face, but managed to keep his excitement in check for the moment. Stuffing his hands in his trowser pockets, he strolled up behind her.

"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were waiting for someone."

Rose was still staring at her feet, teetering them side to side, when she heard that familiar voice. And she had to remember that this place was real, and that this wasn't some sort of mind trick - though apparently that sort of thing can happen here, often - and that the familiar voice really was that of the cheeky Doctor.

She was up off the bench quickly, turning to face him, hands clenched almost nervously at her sides as she looked at him. She hesitated only slightly, to mentally confirm that he was flesh and not some hologram again, and then the excitement at seeing him again, after what felt like forever, poured out and she ran for him. "Doctor!" she cried out, nearly knocking him over with the force that she jumped up and threw his arms around his neck.

How long had it been for her - a couple of months? How long had it been for him? It made her worry a bit, and she hoped he hadn't been alone ~~even if he found someone else, just as long as he had someone~~. He wasn't good by himself. He was never "always fine." Or whatever it was.

Oh, finally things were back to normal!

He watched her almost jump from the bench and turn to look at him. Rose... It was really her, well, of course they'd spoken on the phone and all, so why wouldn't it be? But of course seeing her, really seeing her, that still a bit different.

He'd never have believed anyone who might've told him that he'd see her again only a few weeks after their parting. This was really quite impossible, but, well, here they were. Not that he was really complaining about it, of course.

The cheeky smile rearranged itself into something a bit more serious, relieved even. He'd missed her so much. It had been several weeks for him, but how long had it been for her?

The Doctor had no chance to think about it as he was suddenly almost knocked over by the shere force of the hug. He wrapped his arms around her tightly, keeping her up off her feet as swung her around a little from the momentum. "Rose...!" After a moment he gently set her back on her feet again, still hugging her tightly.

Funny how easily it was for the two of them to always be able to slip back into the familiar ways. That they were given this opportunity, Rose thinks that maybe the universe (whichever one they were in, maybe this was a new one for them both, and it just liked them better) might be done trying to tear them apart. She could see this as though it was an apology to them.

Even though because of the separation, Rose knows someone will look after her mum, and her mum has someone to look after. Keeping with the Doctor again, she doesn't have to worry that little bit again.

That, in no way, means that she was happy (at all) by what happened.

"I... never thought I'd see you again..." She squeezed. Sure, she hoped that there was something... even if he said there wasn't... But, a Time Lord could be wrong once and awhile, right? This... place (as strange as it was) could be proof of that.

"You shouldn't have," the Doctor replied, not letting go any time soon. "The barrier between the two universes sealed for good."

He'd used the last hole to say good bye. There had been nothing else left. If there had been he would have found it.

"But, here we are, brought to some other universe, trapped in a city with no means of escape," he said, strangely cheerful about the whole thing. Anyone else would upset, or at least worried about it, but this was almost like just another day for the Doctor. This certainly wasn't the first time he'd been in this kind of situation. He might have almost been enjoying it if not for some of the less than pleasant things going on. Kidnappings... experiments... something was going on here, and he was determined to get to the bottom of it.

...But it could hold on for a bit.

"Just like old times, eh?" he pulled back only enough to give her a bright grin.

Well, that wasn't very much optimistic (though Rose couldn't exactly blame him). But right now she was about as cheerful as he was; anyone else would be upset, but when were they ever anyone else? Never. Not even a bit ordinary, not anymore. Those days for Rose Tyler were so long gone.

She'd been in two universes now, what's one more?

Rose leaned back, just a little, still very much holding her arms around him. There was always a chance (it was them after all, even if the fates were liking them right now) that something would go wrong. Her eyes were bright, and her smile was the familiar, cheeky one of hers, tongue pushed against her teeth. "Just like old times," she agreed. "Nothing wrong with being trapped in this city."

It was a nice city. And, "'s'not like it's impossible or something." Such a word wasn't in his dictionary. If it was "impossible" to escape, then he'd find a way. Or at least sort out the kinks of the city. Well, they would.

"Oh I don't know about that... always a first time for everything, right?" He was only pulling her leg now. He didn't think it was impossible either, but he wasn't sure what the answer was yet either, admittedly.

"Something not right about this place though... I'm just not sure what yet," he commented as he finally released her and lightly rubbed the back of his neck thoughtfully. 'Something not right' was really putting it rather lightly. There was something very VERY wrong about this place. Something he'd need to figure out.

The Doctor's brief frown flittered back to a smile as he looked at her. "But, we'll soon figure that all out." They would, of course. He had a lot to tell her though. He'd been quite busy since arriving. He'd have to tell her about the Organization and all that... although preferably back in the safety of the TARDIS.

He offered his arm out to her. "So, shall we then? I left the TARDIS in an alley over that way," he suggested.

Rose's original thought to the Doctor even being in the city was because something was very not right with the city. After all, he rarely was one to go somewhere and have it be... well, normal, she supposed. It would be hard to believe that he was pulled here like everyone else.

"Yeah... I kinda got that feeling..." she glanced up at the domes. "With being pulled across universes and such. Though," she looked back at him, a twinkle in her eyes, "can't say I'll complain about that one."

And she needed information about this whole place. She barely had learned much about it. It may look beautiful, she realized, but it was probably just another wolf in sheep's clothing.

She beamed at him when he mentioned the TARDIS and linked arms with him, resting her head against his shoulder happily. "Lead on. I think I've missed the TARDIS about as much as I've missed you."

It was true. If he was in a place there was, more times than not, something he had to do. While he'd had no warning for this adventure, he certainly had a pretty good idea what he had to do, however how to go abouts it he wasn't so sure of. Then again, when did he ever really know?

Sheep's clothing was definitely the right description for this place. Like many places he'd been to in the past, just because everything looked all fine and dandy, didn't mean there wasn't more to it. There was definitely more to this place.

The Doctor grinned a bit as Rose linked arms, and he gladly started to lead the way. "Oh really? Well, nothings changed much. Had a bit of a rough adventure last, but other than that..."

Nothing better have changed much. If he went off and redecorated the old girl, she might've been a tad annoyed. But then, if it made him (and the TARDIS, of course) happy, then she would've waved it off easily. She would wave anything off if it made him happy. None of his... "I'm always alright" stuff.

She leaned her head into his shoulder, face breaking out into a grin. "A bit of a rough adventure? Now... that's hard to believe." She patted his arm with her unlinked arm, and just may have left it holding to the fabric longer than she needed. But any risk he could somehow still slip away...

"Don't think you've really had any of those, hm? Well," she hummed, "just as long as you always get out of it. And the TARDIS has no scratch marks on her."

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