[Theatrical Muse] Mixed Identies, Part 1
Jul. 30th, 2007 12:28 am[Prologue.]
Sarah Jane was still mildly grumpy with the Doctor when she had entered the console room, her still damp hair clinging to her cheeks. But after a good half hour or so of relaxing in a rather velvety and soft bubble bath reading the start of Pride and Prejudice (a much more respectable novel than one of those silly romance ones the Doctor had previously goaded her about), her temple had certainly relaxed.
Now she even sort of smiled at him as she walked closer to where he stood, dark blue skirt swishing about her knees. Sarah took in the blinking lights on the console and the flashing screen. She had thought that she felt a familiar jerk of the TARDIS as she had walked down the twisting maze to arrive here. It didn't take much to put two and two together.
So Sarah looked up at him, curious. "Does this mean we're almost there then?"
Sarah Jane was still mildly grumpy with the Doctor when she had entered the console room, her still damp hair clinging to her cheeks. But after a good half hour or so of relaxing in a rather velvety and soft bubble bath reading the start of Pride and Prejudice (a much more respectable novel than one of those silly romance ones the Doctor had previously goaded her about), her temple had certainly relaxed.
Now she even sort of smiled at him as she walked closer to where he stood, dark blue skirt swishing about her knees. Sarah took in the blinking lights on the console and the flashing screen. She had thought that she felt a familiar jerk of the TARDIS as she had walked down the twisting maze to arrive here. It didn't take much to put two and two together.
So Sarah looked up at him, curious. "Does this mean we're almost there then?"