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[ OLD CHARACTER POSTS. Mike Chilton | Chuck ]

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[crossmyhearts]

On three.

[holds her hand

waits for a moment

then grins]

-- three!! [running and jumping out that door]

[recurred]

W--[screaming]

[except only sort of]

[mild flailing while gripping of his hand as they drift off]

[crossmyhearts]

Geronimo!!

[also screaming]

[but mostly laughing]

[they're now floating in space while somehow breathing. how's that for impressive aren't you impressed clara.] We're literally in space!!

[recurred]

[we are in space. dont look down. there is no down]

[mostly screaming, but then laughing and clinging to the doctor's hand as if that was the lifeline and not the rope]

This is...[and then she looks down at Mars. briefly distraught by the idea of plunging into it] A big planet.

[crossmyhearts]

Yes! [grinning like a child and like this isn't extremely dangerous.]

And it's still smaller than Earth! I mean, if you think this is big, you should see Saturn. Or Jupiter. And that's just in this system.

[and pulling her closer in an attempted twirl] Let's dance!

[recurred]

[opens mouth to protest, but he knows what she means]

[bites down a grin and reaches out for his other hand]

Is a space waltz really a waltz with no floor?

[crossmyhearts]

Yes. Well, no. It's not a waltz, it's a space waltz so of course there's no floor.

[really clara what sort of question is that. he's also holding back a grin, though]

[tightens his arm around her, then spins around in the nothingness] ... maybe I should've added some background music. Ohh, now I think of that.

[recurred]

[awkwardly adjusts to the not dancing they're doing, skirts aren't really zero gravity safe.]

Not going to start singing..or humming, are you?

[crossmyhearts]

What, I can't do that either? What a killjoy.

[whatever, starts humming anyway. also definitely not peeking over her shoulder at that very short skirt, bless.]

[recurred]

[dont think she can't tell you dirty old man]

[no actually this is kind of nice. His hum matches the beat of his hearts when she rests her head against his chest. Only for a moment until-
the harnesses jolt from the rope pulling tight.

Tentatively looks back]

Made it out pretty far.

[crossmyhearts]

[doesn't even point it out, just in case she'd pull away. and he'd rest his cheek on the top of her head if they didn't reach the limit length of the rope in the meantime.]

[glances back at the rope as well, but they're perfectly safe as planned]

Told you. It's been tested, you see. Besides it's much more fun than wearing astronaut suits, I do have those too. I think. Or scuba diving suits. Constricting, really, and far too tight in places.

[recurred]

[turns head back to give him a Look]

Yeah, I've seen the suit, it's ghastly.

[crossmyhearts]

Well, I wouldn't go as far... I did add those cute little fish stickers on them, so the fish know I'm friendly. Alas, there are no fish in space, and I don't think a planet would find it in itself to sympathize if I tried little Mars stickers.

[rambling on and on, don't you give him that look missy]

[recurred]

[why did she say anything at all]

[gives him a tug when he keeps talking, really it's for your own good]

What's so bad about Mars anyway. What did they do?

[crossmyhearts]

[what. snaps out of it anyway what was he saying

oh right]

The name says it all-- Ice Warriors. They were peaceful at first actually, just builders, artisans and the like. Though that's usually the norm, almost all races are peaceful at first but I suppose it gets lost along the way. [glances down for a moment] A shame... really. Anyway!

[not talking about sad things or about war or civilizations dying that's horrible] We've danced in space! How about we swim in space?

[recurred]

[thats a question for the bank]

Pardon my being silly, but how does one swim through nothing?

[crossmyhearts]

Like this!

[skips the explanation on how it's not nothing and lets go of her]

[inhales and inflates his cheeks before he mimics diving his head underwater and doing a few breaststrokes away from her, then resurfaces for air]

Space swimming! Real sport. Should be, at least. Maybe it is... Ah-ha! I just invented a sport!

[recurred]

[watches him for a good moment before trying to move her own arms and legs to no avail just flailing and skirt bending]

[now she feels stupid so she just grabs her rope to pull herself back a little]

Can't wait to see that one lift off.

[crossmyhearts]

Oh, you'll see! It'll be a hit. All it takes is a force field, or a zero gravity simulator instead of a pool and you're all set!

[grinning. and look now, he's hanging upside down. though there is no upside.

surprisingly long hair flowing through the air around them.]

[recurred]

[sputters hair out of face]

Make sure to require hair caps, yeah? [swoops hair back]

I think I'm ready to go back [she's starting to feel queasy]

[crossmyhearts]

The lady too soft for this, is she?

[cheeky grin. but he's pulling himself into the TARDIS again, by clinging onto the rope, until he manages to land one foot past the door, then wobbles, another foot, almost falls back out but throws himself in at the last moment.]

[twirl twirl twirl then picks up clara's rope, and starts reeling her in.] To the rescue!

[recurred]

What? No!

[maybe]

[just scrambling to follow after him before he can start reeling her in]

It's just we've got-

..other things on the agenda.

[gets a foothold at the edge of the TARDIS and stumbles into him by the sudden appearance of gravity]

[crossmyhearts]

I know, I know...

[open arms and all. hugs for a moment then starts helping her out of the harness]

Planets to go, civilizations to see! Not a moment to waste!

[recurred]

Precisely.

[doesn't get stuck, plays it cool by flattening her skirt and skipping ahead to the console]

So what've you got next hm?

[crossmyhearts]

[aaaand closing the doors, throwing the harnesses over the rails, twirling and hopping on over to the console]

[hands on her shoulders, peeks at some screen with what looks like static]

Yes, ah! No, your choice. I'm feeling quite random today. Or, rather, I randomly felt like being random at a random day that happened to be today.

[what. okay then. pushing buttons and stuff, list pops up on the screen, rolling down quickly] Just press the button anytime. And before you ask, any button, doesn't matter, though I am particularly fond of big red buttons. Whatever we get is where the TARDIS is going!!