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come_sailaway2022-09-22 10:20 am
bigbadrose) wrote in come_sailaway2022-09-22 10:20 am
Rose Tyler you've won an all-expenses paid luxury cruise populated by ghosts COME ON DOWN
Who: Rose Tyler and YOU + one closed prompt for her roommate: Magneto
What: New Ship, Wot's all this then?
Where: EVERYWHERE (+ locked to cabin)
When: Sept 22nd forward!
Warnings: Vague skinny dipping joke she'll probably chicken out from (unless reasons)
Locked to Magneto: Hello Roomie, there's been some mistake...
Rose Tyler stares dumbfounded at the man in her room. No no no no, there's clearly been some mistake.
She took a little while coming back from the drill, the really long way back, so she could get a taste of what's all on the ship (it's REALLY big! Not infinite TARDIS big, but bigger than the other two ghost-populated ships she'd been on!) and really only came back to get the Hello Kitty bag she'd left on her bed.
There's a man in her room.
A full grown man just casually reading and --
It's funny. After all the things she's done and seen, this wasn't ever one. She always took for granted that the Doctor made sure she mostly managed to stay within relative prim and proper British manners, and just let her test the boundaries (which she DID, thank you very much), but somehow she'd never had to share a bedroom with a strange man. Is she overthinking it?
"Hi. Hello. Um..." There's been a mistake! She can share rooms with women, she can share a bed with the Doctor -- not that he'd ever let her, he would stay up all night saying something about TimeLords don't sleep -- she would, actually not really be able to share a room with Jack, which they'd considered before, but Jack had a habit of picking up dates by breathing, so it would have gotten awkward really fast, but at least she knew and liked Jack enough that she wouldn't have freaked out and gone into a blue screen of death moment. "I - I'm Rose Tyler." She sounds like an idiot. You're in my room. Boundaries... Is he a threat? Is she in danger? Should she run away? "This is a bit awkward, innit?" Brilliant.
Spa Therapy:
Out of the frying pan, into the fire.
After that awkward disaster, she just accosts any random stranger who doesn't look busy, and drags them along with her, not even bothering with introductions or the rest. "Couples massage, spa. I'm buying." It's a joke, because there's no money. Thank God. She has worked enough menial jobs to last a lifetime. But she needs to not be alone, and even if random stranger #2 is a MORE lethal danger than her roommate, at least it'll be good practice for handling everything. That's her excuse, and she's sticking to it.
Nails Workshop:
One time she accidentally got engaged to a caveman. This was because she needed to infiltrate the caveman's tribe and thought to do it via offering the oh-so-ever-useful skill of manicures to all the ladies. You'd think after that she might never want to do it again, but in Rose's mind it was rousing success. It's been awhile since she's bothered doing nails, because you never knew when your bungee jumping trip might require you to have hands at the ready, or you'd get sent to the Americas in the 19th century, and lacquered nails stood out a bit at odds and would draw too much unwanted attention, and an alien race might view ocean waves on nails as a declaration of war because you want to drown them or something. It's also kind of a dare. If the Doctor has something NOT HERE planned, he should come get her stat. Or something. Anyway, she's got stencils, stickers, the WORKS. "Can I tempt ya?" Man, woman, child, or non-human it matters not to her. This place is mental, go with the flow!
Adult Pool:
The one time she didn't wear her bathing suit underneath. She's long since made it a habit to do all her reading by lounging in the pool and resting the books safely in the library while she reads - because the pool was in the library.
Well, it's fine. She'll find something later. For now she just lounges, reading. Trying to read. Mostly she wants to do something but she's not really sure what. That's strange isn't it? When was the last time she really had free time and nothing to do with it?
"Think if I skinny dip anyone will mind?" It's a joke. She's probably not that brave yet. Probably.
Drinks:
Later that night she's at a bar. She forgets which. It might have been the Drunken Sailor where she demanded, "Where's the match?!" as if she actually cared about football (soccer) and just yay fish and chips even though she had dinner at the exactly assigned time just in case it mattered. Or maybe the Chatterbox, because yes, she WILL do karaoke, and sing and dance this early 2000s throwback thanks for asking. Or maybe it was at the fancy posh one to try their whiskey and pretend like she belonged in her jeans and hoodie, yes. Or maybe it was just John's, because it's kind of mental the random obsession it has with Billy Joel, but also it's not like it's that torturous for a haunted ship of the damned and whatever.
"These are the unfriendliest most un-Caspar-y ghosts I've met." Yes, she's met more ghosts before. Normal.
What: New Ship, Wot's all this then?
Where: EVERYWHERE (+ locked to cabin)
When: Sept 22nd forward!
Warnings: Vague skinny dipping joke she'll probably chicken out from (unless reasons)
Locked to Magneto: Hello Roomie, there's been some mistake...
Rose Tyler stares dumbfounded at the man in her room. No no no no, there's clearly been some mistake.
She took a little while coming back from the drill, the really long way back, so she could get a taste of what's all on the ship (it's REALLY big! Not infinite TARDIS big, but bigger than the other two ghost-populated ships she'd been on!) and really only came back to get the Hello Kitty bag she'd left on her bed.
There's a man in her room.
A full grown man just casually reading and --
It's funny. After all the things she's done and seen, this wasn't ever one. She always took for granted that the Doctor made sure she mostly managed to stay within relative prim and proper British manners, and just let her test the boundaries (which she DID, thank you very much), but somehow she'd never had to share a bedroom with a strange man. Is she overthinking it?
"Hi. Hello. Um..." There's been a mistake! She can share rooms with women, she can share a bed with the Doctor -- not that he'd ever let her, he would stay up all night saying something about TimeLords don't sleep -- she would, actually not really be able to share a room with Jack, which they'd considered before, but Jack had a habit of picking up dates by breathing, so it would have gotten awkward really fast, but at least she knew and liked Jack enough that she wouldn't have freaked out and gone into a blue screen of death moment. "I - I'm Rose Tyler." She sounds like an idiot. You're in my room. Boundaries... Is he a threat? Is she in danger? Should she run away? "This is a bit awkward, innit?" Brilliant.
Spa Therapy:
Out of the frying pan, into the fire.
After that awkward disaster, she just accosts any random stranger who doesn't look busy, and drags them along with her, not even bothering with introductions or the rest. "Couples massage, spa. I'm buying." It's a joke, because there's no money. Thank God. She has worked enough menial jobs to last a lifetime. But she needs to not be alone, and even if random stranger #2 is a MORE lethal danger than her roommate, at least it'll be good practice for handling everything. That's her excuse, and she's sticking to it.
Nails Workshop:
One time she accidentally got engaged to a caveman. This was because she needed to infiltrate the caveman's tribe and thought to do it via offering the oh-so-ever-useful skill of manicures to all the ladies. You'd think after that she might never want to do it again, but in Rose's mind it was rousing success. It's been awhile since she's bothered doing nails, because you never knew when your bungee jumping trip might require you to have hands at the ready, or you'd get sent to the Americas in the 19th century, and lacquered nails stood out a bit at odds and would draw too much unwanted attention, and an alien race might view ocean waves on nails as a declaration of war because you want to drown them or something. It's also kind of a dare. If the Doctor has something NOT HERE planned, he should come get her stat. Or something. Anyway, she's got stencils, stickers, the WORKS. "Can I tempt ya?" Man, woman, child, or non-human it matters not to her. This place is mental, go with the flow!
Adult Pool:
The one time she didn't wear her bathing suit underneath. She's long since made it a habit to do all her reading by lounging in the pool and resting the books safely in the library while she reads - because the pool was in the library.
Well, it's fine. She'll find something later. For now she just lounges, reading. Trying to read. Mostly she wants to do something but she's not really sure what. That's strange isn't it? When was the last time she really had free time and nothing to do with it?
"Think if I skinny dip anyone will mind?" It's a joke. She's probably not that brave yet. Probably.
Drinks:
Later that night she's at a bar. She forgets which. It might have been the Drunken Sailor where she demanded, "Where's the match?!" as if she actually cared about football (soccer) and just yay fish and chips even though she had dinner at the exactly assigned time just in case it mattered. Or maybe the Chatterbox, because yes, she WILL do karaoke, and sing and dance this early 2000s throwback thanks for asking. Or maybe it was at the fancy posh one to try their whiskey and pretend like she belonged in her jeans and hoodie, yes. Or maybe it was just John's, because it's kind of mental the random obsession it has with Billy Joel, but also it's not like it's that torturous for a haunted ship of the damned and whatever.
"These are the unfriendliest most un-Caspar-y ghosts I've met." Yes, she's met more ghosts before. Normal.
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