monthly test drive!!

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THE TEST DRIVE MEME

• Got a character you're thinking of reserving/apping this round? PUT THEM HERE! • Threads here can count as your third person sample! • Comment with your character's name and canon! • Make up your own scenario or have them walk into all the doors or leave it blank for others to do it for you! • OPTIONAL SCENARIO: After your character receives his or her bracelet and the run-down from the faceless maids in the castle, the first thing they realize upon stepping outside is that the city has been all but shut down for some sort of large festival. There are stalls set up along all of the main streets, selling everything from savory foods to desserts to clothes to trinkets, and the vendors cheerfully call at people as they pass, trying to entice them over. The stalls are all decked in incredibly colorful banners and flags, as if attempting to beat back the grayness still lurking in a lot of the city by sheer physical force. Small musical ensembles play on street corners, and one can't go far at all without nearly running into someone juggling or swallowing swords. Good luck finding your god's welcome house in this chaos - the streets are pretty packed with people just milling around! And have fun! ♥

Comments

[theheroheart]

"Nor me," Charley says, and she wants to ask about his hair again, or his clothes, or the comment about him being rendered 'completely human', but for a moment, she just settles in against him and enjoys the feeling of his cheek against her hair.

There hadn't really been time, after all, between those weeks, months, however long it was in the sensory deprivation tube and her point in the timeline for them to really process what they'd said. She'd thought about it often, and she was willing to bet he'd thought about it at least a few times, but then they were travelling between the zones, picking up C'rizz and getting in scrape after scrape, searching for the TARDIS and the way out.

"They made you human?" she asks finally, curiosity overwhelming her desire to just half-cuddle him in public.

[beforethewar]

In the following years since she left him, he'd had an overabundance of time to process everything that had been said. And, while he had a perfectly understandable excuse at the time, he's now rather ashamed of how nakedly cruel he had been. Sure, she'd ignored his wishes, but she'd done it out of love and a need to be there for him. It really hadn't been right to use her as a target to vent his pain and fear.

And then there was what happened to make her want to leave him and, well...he'd been a fool.

Eight blinks out of his thoughts and nods, looking a bit exasperated. "Completely and totally! I even have to sleep regularly now. It's such a waste of time!"

Without really thinking about it, he turns to face her and lifts her hand to his chest, where she can feel the thump of one, single heart. "This whole single-heart business is especially disconcerting. If I damage it, I don't have the other one to fall back on!"

[theheroheart]

She doesn't even know how or why she left, but if she did, she could enlighten him, tell him she'd changed her mind almost at once, but it was too late already, tell him she'd just been hurting and scared and regretted it so much.

But, alas, she doesn't know all that yet.

"Oh, pity the Doctor, he must give up a few hours of each day to sleep like us mere humans," Charley laughs. "You're absolutely ridiculous."

But there, he's right. Just one heartbeat under her hand. It shouldn't be such an odd feeling, considering her own, but he never was human, and to think of him in those terms is a bit disconcerting to her, much like only having one heart is to him. "Well, I'd encourage you to not damage it, in that case," she replies, one eyebrow arched. "We can't have you expiring because you forgot you no longer had a backup."

[beforethewar]

"It's such a waste of hours when I could be doing something, or seeing something!" he almost whines, mostly jokingly, just to make her laugh again. He'd missed that laugh.

Her comment about expiring makes a look of sadness pass briefly over his features. Recent events in Asgard had not been kind. "Well, there's a bonus to being here," he begins, his hand still on hers on his chest, "We can come back after death. Hel sends us back after a short while. Though, it isn't much of a comfort for those left behind."

[theheroheart]

"Well... that's better than the alternative, really," Charley points out. "It doesn't make the thought of anyone you care about dying any more palatable, but at least it's not the absolute and utter end."

She purses her lips thoughtfully. "Though I can't say that I've had any proper personal experience with that, so perhaps it doesn't help all that much."

[beforethewar]

Oh, if Charley only knew how soon in her timeline that she was coming to that point. But then, even that was something the Doctor wasn't aware of, since he was unconscious at the time and gets permanently separated from her without ever knowing that she thought he was dead.

Still, her words make his expression even more pained, and he rests his forehead against hers with a heavy sigh. "Oh, Charley...it really doesn't. Even if you know they'll be back, looking down on their corpse is really rather painful."