holdmypoodle | i come with glad tidings.

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let's go g - nc-17
if'n you're lookin to set up something more private let's do that too
you and me could be somethin special
yeah youuuu shook me alllll night long
this idea was shamelessly stolen from ren
oh hey blissy and al have them too
chrissy! eppy! sarah! more!
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consignment: Helena | Orphan Black | janedeath | threads
consignment: "Stiles" Stilinski | Teen Wolf | spasmodic | threads
synodiporia: Helena | Orphan Black | janedeath | threads

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In which the Doctor's smugness peters off into a grimace, and he turns a knob, diverting his gaze and down to the panel instead. "Well, it was a lucky guess-"

And flits off to another part of it, this time right next to Kenzi as he slaps down another button nearby and tugs over the computer screen that's absolutely covered in glittering stars and some lines that make a lot more sense to him than they do to her. "Doug owes me, you know! You can't just pick someone's Infinite Improbability Drive and give people sofas and-"

He huffs, and tosses his hair from his face. "Anyway, you're not driving, but I will let you pick."

Her faces scrunches up in barely-contained wonderhappycitement with a dash of disbelief. But it's really hard not to believe stuff when your best friend is a succubus and you're standing next to an alien. Having an open mind is kind of a necessity at this point.

She puts her hands on her hips, turning to face him directly and glance at the screen. "I get to pick? And we can go anywhere? You're totally serious?!"

After a run of his fingers across the screen, pulling up a few different galaxies layered on top of galaxies, he turns to Kenzi and clasps his hands. "No, I'm totally Doctor. As Sirius gets to be a dog sometimes." And boops her on the nose. Harry Potter jokes will never get old no matter what century.

"Yes, yes, you get to pick! Anywhere, any place, any time you've never been or want to go or might not have even heard of!" He's beaming suddenly, a brighter and much more vibrant version of the crotchety old man she's gotten so used to in her time with him so far, as he expands one of the planets on the screen like it's a fancy phone, and sweeps his hand across it again to make the monitor cycle through moons, stars, a variety of newfound places (among some ones she'll recognize).

This is his favorite bit. This is always his favorite, favorite bit. "Kenzi." His face tugs into a lopsided grin. "Please do me the honors."

She's grinning, beaming at him. His stupid jokes, his dorky suspenders, and that wild look in his eyes. Those eyes that were ancient, transplanted into the face of a kid trapped in a man's body. The Doctor as she'd never seen him... in his TARDIS.

There's gotta be a logical way to pick a place and time. A scientific way. A way of thinking about exactly what you want to get out of the trip--- and Kenzi goes and does the COMPLETE OPPOSITE. She closes her eyes, still smiling, and reaches her index finger toward the swirling map of all that stuff... and touches a random spot. A random, little planet of who-knows-where! It looks kind of purple-ish. She likes it already.

"There. Wherever the hell there is! And right now! No time like the present, right?"

It's easy for him to feel youthful again, or a bit, as much as he can at the least, when he's got fresh new faces above such an old and familiar vessel like this. Kenzi was one of the easiest choices he ever made, and certainly one of those most obvious. Fresh-faced and loud and fierce in a lot of ways. She made up half her words and they spent the most of their time trying to out-reference each other, it was like a match made in heaven.

And her smile. The thing that'd sealed it. Well, there was her usual smile, absolutely, but it was the other one, when she'd asked after Amy and he'd shaken his head, "no," "well," "just me now," and she'd smiled this secret little thing that was wry and tired and apologetic in a lot of ways that she usually didn't exude. Some side to her not too many people got to see, he felt like, and so the next thing he'd said had been a no-brainer: "But we could always remedy that."

He squints his eyes at the screen here and now. "Aah, and that's actually- a meteor, let's forget that one, terrain like spongecake," his fingers touch hers and budge her over the smallest bit to a slightly larger blip, just as purple. "But maybe what it's orbiting! How much d'you know about Celestior?"

This probably wasn't what Bo had in mind when she said she wanted Kenzi to have a normal life. But after all the things she'd experienced in a very short time, normal just wasn't an option anymore.

"Absolutely NOTHING!" She bounces a little. Place she's never heard of? Possibly dangerous? Not a meteor? This means ADVENTURE!

"Does it have weird food and tentacle-people and ... and space bathrooms!? Is there space booze? Can we buy SPACE HATS?!"

Adding 'space' in front of everything just instantly makes it more amazing. Also, notice she said 'buy' and not take! Getting better... but she didn't specify where she'd be getting this space money.

... Sticky space fingers.

"Space hats!" he shouts unnecessarily loudly, and for a moment he sounds utterly fucking offended, his hands slapping onto the panel. "Space hats on Celestior!"

And then he flips a switch, a bit of a grin back on his face after a long enough pause. "Nah, those are a galaxy over on Dettamore. Next time!" His hands leap into the air as he whisks around the panel, seemingly at random, hitting a few various knobs and keys and even turning a crank on the main console at one point.

The TARDIS begins to whir to life, shuddering and then the engine churns almost like she's breathing, different parts of the console lighting up brighter, as excited as he is. "But I'll tell you what! We'll let you see for yourself instead, shall we? Hit the blue buttonnnnnnnn, Kenzi!"

The giggling was very unlike the Kenzi the Doctor had seen so far. She hadn't been this genuinely happy in a long time. It was amazing to watch him dance around the controls like a crazy person. Almost magical. While the world she had fallen into was magical in a very dark and dangerous way, the Doctor was a different kind of dangerous. All smiles and beauty and jokes and exploration. There were so many things that could bring this much happy crashing down in a second. But she was too busy watching him to consider any of that.

No way, she actually gets to hit a button? There's no way she could feign unimpressed now.

"Roger!"

Her hand hovers over the button with the briefest hesitation before coming down with full force.

i come with glad tidings.

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