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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She nodded, leaning into his touch. They’d been closer than they’d ever been over the last few days, but there had been no physical closeness. She’d missed that as well.

“Good idea,” she agreed, though she lingered for a moment longer. She remembered her desire to kiss him and felt it just as strongly as before, eager to celebrate their return to normal and the fact that she had finally admitted her feelings. But public displays of affection weren’t really her thing. They deserved privacy as much as the others did.

Impulsively, she jumped up, arms around his neck, to give him a quick kiss on the corner of his mouth. Then she took his hand to head back to the castle.

[not_the_philistine]

The kiss caught him by surprise, and he froze briefly, a smile spreading across his face.

Unlike the last time she'd surprised him this way, he wasn't moments from turning to stone, and the effect of the kiss on him was mostly to make him want to give her one in return now that he could. But the kiss was all the more significant because Goliath knew, better now than he had before, that public displays of affection were not Elisa's thing. And as much as everyone around them was engaged in their own matters, this was still a public venue.

They had a whole castle to themselves (mostly to themselves) where he could tell her just how much he was looking forward to getting used to this human custom. He squeezed her hand gently, still smiling as he walked with his beloved back to the home they shared.