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004 - Oops?
xiaomeimei wrote in paradisa
Seems, I got a whole bunch of fancy clothes--I think they might be Inara's--in my closet, an' none of my own anywhere to be found.

I'm pretty sure that ain't right...

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You can come see if there's anything you like more in Eight's TARDIS wardrobe, if you like. I'm sure he wouldn't mind.

I'm pretty sure I didn't understand most of that 'cept an offer to come an' find clothes, which is awful nice of you!

[chuckle] I'm the Doctor, the TARDIS is my ship. What year are you from?

2517, but I ain't ever heard of a TARDIS. What class ship is it?

She's not exactly that kind of ship. TARDIS stands for Time and Relative Dimension in Space. She's a Time Lord ship. And I think we've got something suitable for your year.

Really? An' you wouldn't mind? I mean, I figure the castle oughta give me stuff back, but maybe it figures I don't want it anymore or something....

No idea about the castle, but I'm pretty sure Eight won't mind a few of his clothes missing. I mean, he hasn't got any companions on board anyway, and it's not like he's going to prance around in girl's clothes. ...Well. Most likely not, haven't got the chance to get him drunk yet.


Well, then, okay. Thanks! That's real kind of you. Um...where's this TARDIS?

212. Door's unlocked. It's the big blue box, can't miss it.

[she can't go around in Inara's clothes all the time, looking like a fool, so she scurries down pretty quick, though she is all dressed up as a companion--on account of having burned her clothes the last week--when she knocks on the TARDIS door a bit later, looking at the blue box a bit skeptically]

[And Nine opens the door, giving a bit of an appreciative whistle] You sure you want to change? You look fantastic.

[And this must be what it feels like to be Inara...she blushes, glancing down] I...thank you? But these ain't mine. I mean, they're a friend's an' she's the fancy sort...the castle made me think they was...were...that I was...but I just...I ain't that girl.

What...sort of clothes do you usually wear? [sounds a bit dazed; still recovering from week of being crazy]

[she's all unsure, too]

Um, sundresses, sometimes. Overalls. Cargo pants and boots and peasant tops...I gotta have functional things for the engine room, but I try an' have things that are at least sort of pretty, too...

If you, um, don't find enough in the Doctor's ship...

I've been working at the hospital, in the city, and there are shops... [ahem] There's bound to a few things you'd like, and we would be contributing to the economy.

[long pause is long?] I...are you offering to take me shopping?

...Oh. Um...

Okay. If'n you want to.

Good! Good. [reigns in the shocked nervous glee] We could...go tomorrow, then, in the evening? If you want.

[she's fidgeting a bit, playing with the pages, fiddling back and forth, then shrugs, a bit unsure, because he just keeps hurting her just when she gets her hopes up]

Sure, tomorrow evening sounds shiny.

[waits anxiously, because he gets the feeling he's screwed up a lot, and equally sure he didn't mean to, but he knows that doesn't always count for much - but then he's smiling]

All right. It...should be fun. Maybe I - could find something for River, too.

Oh...sure. I could help you look. I'm sure she'd like that...

Thank you. I was never really...able to get her much, when we were running.

It's...nice. Not needing to worry so much.

I bet it is. I..miss it, though. Serenity, I mean. Ain't used to staying still so much.

...I know what you mean.

I know at first I - but it's been a while, now. She's like home, for us.

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