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[reallygreathair]

[Who can resist a carnival especially at night? Certainly not the Doctor who appears on screen apparently eating what looks like cotton candy. He thinks it’s all brilliant as he walks by some rides, people screaming in fun with their hands up in the air. There’s nothing odd about this at all. There’s a curious part of him that wonders if with all this activity if Alonso is around.

He appears distracted stopping by a haunted house and peering at the entrance, which resembles a black and white hypnosis circle. It’s enough to make a normal person dizzy.]

Alonsooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo?

Comments

Re: [Action;]

[missrosetyler]

[She notices again but then gives him this mock offended expression.]

Oi! I can keep my figure just as well.

[And now she's curious.] Who are you trying to impress by keeping it?

Re: [Action;]

[reallygreathair]

Hello? Running? Can't do that very well if I'm the size of a beach ball.

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[missrosetyler]

[She laughs at the mental image.]

That would be some sight! But suppose I can understand.

[She approaches one of the booths and orders an elephant ear. Because she really needs more sugar in her life.]

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[reallygreathair]

[His eyes drift down to her arse as she's ordering, and he smirks at a memory. He mutters.]

I think one won't do much harm.

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[missrosetyler]

[She breaks up a piece and looks back at him offering it to him.]

A small bite won't hurt, yeah?

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[reallygreathair]

[Looks up in surprise, wide-eyed.]

Small bite of what?

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[missrosetyler]

[She shakes the piece of fried elephant ear in his face.]

This. You don't want it?

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[reallygreathair]

Oh. No. Thanks.

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[missrosetyler]

You and your sugar diet. You're worse than a girl.

[She teases and then eats the small piece. White sugar remains on her fingers and she licks it off.]

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[reallygreathair]

[As he watches the gesture, he starts to sweat and rub the back of his neck.]

Yeaaaaaaah.

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[missrosetyler]

Doctor...

[She notices his movements before she finishes licking her pinky finger, unaware.]

Is your neck sore?

Re: [Action;]

[reallygreathair]

No. It's fine.

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[missrosetyler]

[She wants to ask if he's sure but decides against it finishing up her fried treat instead.]

So where to next?

Re: [Action;]

[reallygreathair]

Dunno. You tell me.

Re: [Action;]

[missrosetyler]

How about we take a bit of a detour, yeah?

[She tugs at his hand to lead him out of the carnival and back into the City square.]

It almost feels like old times, doesn't it?

Re: [Action;]

[reallygreathair]

Yeah. Shame I couldn't find Alonso.

Re: [Action;]

[missrosetyler]

I'm sorry about that. But maybe he'll pop up on one of those influx days?

[Really she's not sure but she doesn't like seeing him like this.]

Re: [Action;]

[reallygreathair]

In-flux? Influx what? What do you mean?

Re: [Action;]

[missrosetyler]

Like those sort of really populated days where people just appear out of nowhere.

Re: [Action;]

[reallygreathair]

Oh. Riiiiight.

[He starts laughing.]

Re: [Action;]

[missrosetyler]

Remember when you appeared? I thought you were a ghost.

[She laughs now as it is rather silly.]

Re: [Action;]

[reallygreathair]

Right, yeah.

Re: [Action;]

[missrosetyler]

Want some tea?

Re: [Action;]

[reallygreathair]

Ummmm...dunno, really.

Re: [Action;]

[missrosetyler]

[She stops and looks at him.]

You're turning down tea? Are you sick?