The Doctor, quite honestly, was surprised. But he was always up for a little adventure. Granted it was a little… mundane.
“Sounds a little mundane but sure,” he chuckled, “You know, if you wanted to go on a date you could asked ages ago and I still would agreed.”
The Master grinned and chuckled. “Its only mundane, if we make it… I mean, we have a physic paper, we can pretend to be a lord and a Lady, make them fall over with the effort to please us…” she laughed.
Ok so I have a story. I worked Fantasyland (Dumbo) at Magic Kingdom. We had a girl transfer from Pirates of the Caribbean. And she told me the most amazing story.
So Pirates is down (shocking) And this particular boat is stopped at the first big scene, Where Barbosa is on the ship yelling for Jack Sparrow.
Anyway the boat has been stopped for about 15 minutes at this point, and there’s a couple sitting alone in the back. So the guy decides that nothing gets him in a better mood than the smell of water that hasn’t been changed in roughly 50 years, and convinces his girlfriend to blow him.
Now this girl is in the booth, along with the coordinator, watching this go down. Literally. There’s not much they can do to stop it at this point, other than notify security. Then another problem arises. The guy finishes, and the girl makes the motion to spit.
In. The. Fucking. Water.
Now if that load is released into the water, thats an automatic biohazard, and the ride is shut down for weeks. The water is removed, the ride path is scrubbed, along with the ride vehicles, and then new water is brought in. Costing the company thousands of dollara and pissed off tourists. The worst combination on this earth.
Panicking at this predicament, the coordinator grabs the mic in the control booth and says:
“Spitting is for quitters.”
This echoes over the bitching of guests and 50 year old audio of pirates commiting various crimes.
The look on this woman’s face was priceless. She gazes up, as if Walt himself commanded her from the grave, and swallows.
I’m told the ride started 5 minutes later and the couple ran out from the exit queue as fast as they could.
And this is why you dont fuck at Disney. Because cast members will call you out and it will be the highlight of our day.
“Well, yes I know. Besides, technically, you are doing it yourself, dear~” Missy chuckled and took a small step back when she was done. “Look at you, being all fancy! That’s much better!”
The Master Chuckled at that and then touched his tie slightly. “I don’t see the point in this you know… Surely we could have come up with a better way to do this without having to schmooz with the ants…” He sighed.
Jack stared at him incredulously for a second, then sighed as he handed back the sonic. “Of course you did. Only you would be captured by the janitor.”
He punched a button on his wrist strap and up popped a hologram of the facility. “So we just need to go down four decks. Easy, right? How do you feel about ventilation shafts?”
“At this point… ill go for anything.” He told him with a slight sigh.
The Doctor was tired, and sleeping hanging from chains was not comfortable… He just wants to get back, have a cuppa tea and relax… Perhaps watch a movie.
Their interrogation methods were not pleasant either.
Jack looked at the Doctor, really looked at him. He must be out of it, given how worn down he looked. Gone was the usual overexcited puppy, and now was probably what the Doctor actually was like deep down: tired.
Well, Jack couldn’t exactly blame him.
“Give me your sonic, I think I know a short cut.”
The Doctor passes back the Sonic… And then paused.
“You are real right? The’re not suddenly giving me vivid hallucinations… right?” It wouldn’t be the first time they manipulated him and made him see things. They even went as far as having Rose walk into the room and tell him how disappointed she was in him… Of course the letting out of the chains would be new.. but how else do you manipulate and break your captive than let him go only for him to find himself right back in the chains he started in.
“You will, I’m afraid. And so will Theta. But if I alter your course, you’ll never reach your final destination, which is where all is mended. Just keep going until you find you’re truly happy. And I don’t mean viscerally. I mean a contentment to your marrow.”
“Then i leave the Future in your capable hands.” Gives a slight bow.
“I shall take your words to heart… And it seems like i have a lot to Look Forward Too…”
@canspotatimeagent – Liked for a starter. ((Whoo! i really missed RPing with you :3))
Grinning, Koschei poked his head out of the short crate that was his father’s TCapsule. Stealing it had been so worth it, even if he gets caught when he gets back and gets punished…. probably into a new regeneration….
The TimeTot (because he only just passed 100 and had not even graduated yet) Climbed out and walked casually to the corner of the alleyway, as if he didn’t just climb out a smallish wooden crate, which he really wouldn’t be able to fit comfortably…
“Earth… really? Why here of all places? Surely that carnival planet Smorra would have been better.” Koschei huffed.
An alarm went off on Jack’s wrist strap. Any time a TARDIS energy signature popped up somewhere, he got an alert. It was an old habit from his time waiting for the Doctor, and he never really got around to turning it off. Lucky, too, it seemed, because this TARDIS signature was ever so slightly different than the Doctor’s TARDIS.
Good thing too, as Jack approached the young man, he could tell this too was not the Doctor.
“You alright there pal?”
If you asked him, Koschei would deny the fact that he had practically jumped in shock when the human male addressed him.
He span around, collecting himself, making it seem like he did not just jump a foot into the air and licked his lips…. “Right… earth english…” He murmured in gallifreyan. He was ever so thankful for the Capsule’s translation software.
“Um… Hi… Yes, i’m- im good… just… exploring… its, my first time in…. in Cardiff…?” He guessed, while sneaking a peek into a near by gift shop praying to the Other that, thatwas, what the city he was in, was called.
It was his first time to Earth, never mind this city called Cardiff. And he was not really doing well on acting natural.
“So… um… any idea where it would be a good place to, you know start? Tourist wise? Anything interesting that Hum-… People do? Museums? Art Galleries?” He quickly corrected himself, hoping that the man didn’t notice.
drapetxmaniia - The Urge to run away 