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starlightcalliope) wrote2015-12-06 02:19 am
starlightcalliope) wrote2015-12-06 02:19 am
with fronds like these, who needs anemones
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The infinity of the TARDIS, both in space and in the number of stories contained within, as well as the whole human city right beyond the doors, often have Calliope entirely forgetting that there are limits to what they can see and do. And while she does feel a pang of disappointment at hearing she won't get to meet all manner of googly-eyed glowing thrilling creatures, she knows it must be all the worse for him, to have had free run of his universe before coming here. There may as well be a shackle on his ankle, and those are awfully difficult to forget about even just for a moment.
Her excited grin falters too, though he does an admirable job of thinking up an alternative that really doesn't sound so pitiful at all, and she smiles a smile to match his in softness. "I'm quite sure a few things from Earth's ocean will do just splendidly for now," she says kindly. There isn't anything she can do about his shackle, but at the very least she won't have him apologizing for it to her. And perhaps some of her enthusiasm will rub off on him. Her cheery grin returns and she stands up, reaching an arm over the railing to wiggle her fingers at him encouragingly. "Shell we go and sea?"
The infinity of the TARDIS, both in space and in the number of stories contained within, as well as the whole human city right beyond the doors, often have Calliope entirely forgetting that there are limits to what they can see and do. And while she does feel a pang of disappointment at hearing she won't get to meet all manner of googly-eyed glowing thrilling creatures, she knows it must be all the worse for him, to have had free run of his universe before coming here. There may as well be a shackle on his ankle, and those are awfully difficult to forget about even just for a moment.
Her excited grin falters too, though he does an admirable job of thinking up an alternative that really doesn't sound so pitiful at all, and she smiles a smile to match his in softness. "I'm quite sure a few things from Earth's ocean will do just splendidly for now," she says kindly. There isn't anything she can do about his shackle, but at the very least she won't have him apologizing for it to her. And perhaps some of her enthusiasm will rub off on him. Her cheery grin returns and she stands up, reaching an arm over the railing to wiggle her fingers at him encouragingly. "Shell we go and sea?"