Jumped and sat fast...

[iamthebadwolf]

[She remembers desperation and the spark of hope she’d never been able to kill. She remembers the feel of her gun in her hands and the buzz of the Command Centre in her ear through the com. She remembers the feel of her body leaving the universe she’d made into her home and being pulled to another dimension altogether. And she remembers why she went – to save the world but also to find him again and never let go.]

[And now she’s opening her eyes to silver that’s wrapped all around her. Instinct kicks in and it takes a few moments to realize she’s disarmed and de-wired. It takes a few moments longer to notice the necklace and pamphlet. She reads it cautiously. And then again. And again. And then Rose leaps up, things clutched in her hands, and she marches down the walkway, refusing to be deterred by how beautiful the bay is around her.]

Hello? Hello? Is there anybody there?

[She finds the magazine with the wizard – wizard? Probably some alien or some crackpot who picked up the name. There was astounding science but no such thing as magic. Or was there, in this universe? Her head was aching – and after she reads the words and the pamphlets again she lets herself cry. Because she’s stranded. Because her mum and dad and Tony and Mickey and Jake are unreachable and she’s never fully let herself think about what living without them will actually feel like.]

Command centre? This is the lieutenant?

[The phone just gives her a noise and Rose has to admit defeat. Wiping her eyes she clutches at her key and follows the path to the city. She’ll settle down as much as she can and wait until the others find her or she finds a way out. It isn’t the end of the world. That happened on a beach in Norway three years ago.]

[Four days later and she’s found an apartment and a job but no way out. She’s working in a shop again and she honestly wants to scream because she swore she’d never go back. It’s just for now… It’s just temporary… ]

Good afternoon. Anything I can help you with?
[She tries very hard not to sound as bored as she is]
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[iamthebadwolf]

Rose blinked in surprise at this strange man, one eyebrow raised at his getup. A small smile twitched at her lips.

"'Kay. Just say if you-"

The smile disappeared and Rose straightened. "Don't have any alcohol here," she muttered. "And I'm nobody's 'good girl'."

[sonicvelvet]

"If you're not good, what are you?" He glanced at her briefly. Such strange eyes she had. The Doctor busied himself with another rack nearby. "Are you cool? I doubt this is the setting to use words such as courageous, genious or patient...then again, I have heard stories about retail and the people who shop. Maybe you are courageous after all. Maybe brilliant. I don't know you to say, really."

[iamthebadwolf]

Rose contemplated, for a wild moment, telling him the two words that she both remembered and did not. But she swallowed her tongue, knowing from experience that saying the wrong thing in the wrong place could muck up a lot of things.

"I just don't like being treated like I'm nine. Or like I'm a dog. Every time somebody uses 'there's a good girl' on me all I can think of is servants of the old days being treated like they're unimportant by their masters."

Her mouth twitched briefly upwards. "I dunno about cool. Or the other things. I guess I was called brilliant once but..." Something stuck in her throat and she swallowed it down forcefully. No need to get soppy. "Shoppers can be mad, yeah. But so far, so quiet. What about you?" She teased. "Are you one of the mad sort?"

[sonicvelvet]

The range of expressions before she answered. How fascinating...

"I've been called many things, and 'mad' is certainly one of them, but I often ignore the Brigadier so it hardly counts." He turned to look at her properly then, the young woman who still looked as though she was deciding just who she was and just what she wanted; bored with life or whatever it was that she had going on. "As far as shopping goes, one might refer to me as an 'occasional interest'. It isn't something I do often because I believe there are many, many more exciting things to do."