Is Your Love Strong Enough? Part 6 - The Final Scratch

[cityship]

Such a strange occurrence needed, finally a conclusion. Thanks for the Time Lord's trinket gift, there was suddenly an old, fearsome creature made of gears, it's old features squeaking (although not as bad as before, since a certain someone had given him a good oil job). Analog,the fearsome creature known by some as a the crankiest Time Dragon, walked in the city to find out o where Eleven was. She could smell him even in here, you see (wow that's creepy). Flanked by her three handmaidens, the women giggling like schoolgirls at everything, memorized at the ship. The city could hold her well, for all her large size.

First step - Find the Doctor, ask him what he wants. Step two - Do that. Step three - Get out of here.

She still was a Time Dragon, after all. Proud....and cranky. These boring old puny humanoids were nothing as the greatness of HERSELF so the sooner they were our of her mind, the better.

[OOC - Done! Go for it.]

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[bonnypiperlad]

Time seems to stretch out into a small eternity while he waits to see what happens. His fingers of the hand on his cheek curl in on themselves, and as his anxiety builds, he tries not to give into the urge to nervously bite on his fingers. It doesn't quite work, although his fingers there don't want to stay still for very long, and wind up shifting to rubbing at his neck in an antsy sort of way. He's still holding her with his other arm, although it's awkward for him to keep his hand against the side of her face for very long, and he winds up shifting it to help steady her.

As she opens her eyes, a weight lifts from his chest - and he grins at her in outright relief. It may take a little bit of time, but he knows everything will be okay. "Aye," he says huskily, trying to work around a lump that's gone and developed in his throat. "I'll thank any other goddesses around here to stay out of our business, myself."

By all rights, he should let her go and allow her to sit up on her own, but now that they're here he doesn't want to. He lets his other hand drop down, gently smoothing her hair away from her face. Before he can think better of it, he leans in, brushing a kiss against her lips. It's soft and sweet, allowing her the chance to pull back if it's not what she wants to do.

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[sonicscreamer.livejournal.com]

Well this was...something she should have expected, she tells herself, as the feeling of but surprise, yet something not entirely unwelcome. A million thoughts run into her head, but surprisingly, she pushes them away with relative ease. Maybe it was the situation, and how they both got out of it, seeing all the images of him and how much he care for her, their declaration, or was it...

Maybe it was that simple, charming smile of his. She could figure that out later, possibly, if she wanted too. Victoria had a feeling she didn't really need to find out, and that was also strange in itself. Maybe she was changing, and how this was going to be something entirely different from how it would end. Should she consider this a second chance, even if she hadn't lived the first? If she could..

Right! Mayhaps the lady doth think too much. She doesn't really protest as the gentle smoothing leads to something else entirely. IN fact, her first thought seems to be how sweet it all is.

Victoria doesn't pull back. At least not yet.

Who doesn't love them? Oh, wait. /eyes LJ.

[bonnypiperlad]

On the other hand, Jamie's thoughts are caught up in other things. The scent of her hair, a faint hint of Nezaitben's flowers and baked goods still clinging to it, not yet having faded completely. The feel of her lips, soft against his. A warmth that curls somewhere inside him at her touch, at the fact she isn't pulling away.

He deepens the kiss, pressing his lips more firmly against hers. While it's still sweet, there's something more there - the potential of things that may come, perhaps. It would be easy to stay like this forever, lost in her embrace...but a small part of him reminds him that she may not be as ready for that as he is. Not just yet. So, reluctantly, he pulls away, although his hand lingers on her cheek a moment longer. It's a second chance for him, one he never thought he would have, and a part of him can't quite believe it's happening.

"Although...there's some things about it that I'll not say as I mind so much."

There's a small, but very happy smile that appears then, before it's replaced by a look of concern. "Are ye all right, though? Can ye stand?"

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[sonicscreamer.livejournal.com]

She didn't realize how much her cheeks burned until he touched them gently, letting her lingering hand there for a brief moment after he removes his. She feels so strange, as if she's still not quite believing what is happening, but it's real. Very real. Her heart is beating to fast she swears she can hear it right in her head, and wonders if she'll just faint there and then.

That would be so very unladylike.

Swallowing a bit, she breathes slowly once their lips part and smiles back at him before Jamie speaks. Right! Walking! This time without having another voice pulling at her...it was almost strange to think about it like that now.

"Ohh!" Victoria replies, as the question all too quickly takes her out of this entire swell of feelings for her comfort. "I-I'm not sure, really." Tentatively, she moves her toes to test them and her face morphs into an annoyed one. Of course it wouldn't be that easy.

"I should be fine, but there's a feeling of pins and needles if I move my feet. Really, I do hope she didn't make us just sit there for the last few days like this." She takes off the crown of flowers from her hair and tosses it on the temple floor, a sort of strange farewell to this entire situation and the goddess herself.

Although...she can't quite complain about the outcome now can she?

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[bonnypiperlad]

Jamie's mouth pulls off to one side. It would be just like some goddess to go and do something like that - make Victoria sit around because she felt like it.

Whether or not it's that or if it's simply there was a long enough gap between when Nezaitben gave up control of the body and they got around to admitting their feelings to each other that her feet have fallen asleep...well, it's hard to say.

Either way, it still leaves them with the question of how to get her back if her feet don't want to cooperate. They could wait until the feeling went away, but there's some odd glowing going on over where Lash and Zetta are. He has no idea which one of them's causing it, since he can't really see very well with Mindy and Ruffnut all mixed up in things - and to be honest, he's much too busy looking at Victoria to completely pay attention to things over there anyway - but maybe it'd not be such a bad idea to leave them to do whatever it is they're doing over there. And, well, there's one thing he can do easily, given the position they're currently in. All he needs to do is shift his arms like so, and bend a little to pick her up.

"Aye, well, I'll just have to carry ye, then." He gives her one of those crooked grins of his. "That way ye can tell anyone who asks that I've swept ye off your feet."

She doesn't have to do that, naturally, and he doesn't expect her to. But he can't resist the urge to have a wee bit of fun with the idea of it, even if he's at least partially serious about the notion. "At least for a little while until your feet wake up again."

At which point, of course, he'll be willing to let her down again. But even before this, he would have been willing to carry her if needed. This new path they're taking together only serves to strengthen that, and the grin softens into a fond smile as he looks at her.

He can't complain about this outcome either.