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]

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.