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[makingsouffles]

[It's common, empaths and telepaths sharing dreams if they wind up sleeping close enough together and opening up their minds enough. Oswin's learned about it, of course, studied it briefly when she had to, but when it comes to her and the Doctor actually doing it...well. There's enough she keeps shut away to make her nervous about even him being too deeply inside her head. Whenever he's gone in before, he's never opened any doors she wants to stay shut, but when she's asleep, she won't have as much control over what stays where in her head.

And it's terrifying, to be honest.

But, they need it tonight. A particularly strenuous adventure's left them both a little world-weary, and at the Doctor's tentative suggestion, Oswin's finally agreed to let him in. Dreams, when they aren't nightmares or fabrications, can be surprisingly soothing, after all. Especially with someone to experience them with.

So, she'd tucked herself up in the Doctor's arms, soothed by his presence all around and in her head, and fallen asleep quickly enough, drifting into the realm of her own dreams. Empaths and telepaths have a certain degree of control over dreams like this with a bit of practice, enough to be conscious of it being a dream and able to remember things properly.

Oswin's dreamscape that she's made is absolutely gorgeous, a beach of pure white sand lit by an enormous, oddly iridescent moon in a sky filled with a million twinkling stars. It can change, of course, to whatever she likes, but this is the one she prefers out of all of them. Letting the waves lap at her feet, she stands and looks out over the water as she wrings her hands faintly, a nervous habit she's had for ages.

When she hears footsteps in the sand behind her, she smiles.]

Took you long enough.

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[mrcool]

You are absurdly cheerful sometimes.

[He kisses her cheek.] I love it.

[makingsouffles]

Well, someone's got to be.

[Oswin gives him a megawatt grin, just to prove her point.]

[mrcool]

Mm, true. [He kisses the top of her head lightly.] Enjoying yourself?

[makingsouffles]

[She smiles, this time a little more genuinely.] Lots.

[This is far better than the images of the two of them poking into the darker corners of her mind she'd conjured up when he'd first suggested it. Her dreams are so often nightmares that Oswin's just counting herself lucky tonight seems to be quiet.

Her arms wrap around his middle as she makes herself a little more comfortable.] And you? Best time you've done it, yeah?

[mrcool]

[He smiles, giving her a gentle nudge.]

Definitely my favorite. Want to do something?

[makingsouffles]

Like?

[She's always up for a bit of exploring but...well. Gallifrey. How long can they stay here without it being painful?]

[mrcool]

[He shrugs.] Anything. Let's...um...do you want to see my school or something?

[makingsouffles]

Depends.

[She grins.] Will blowing up an office be involved?

[mrcool]

[He laughs, grinning at her.]

I've got a better idea. How about a statue? Or an entire wing!

[makingsouffles]

Thinking big. [Oswin's grin just becomes a little more wild.] I love it.

[mrcool]

I know you do. [The Doctor grins back at her and gets to his feet, pulling her up by the hand.]

Well come on!

[makingsouffles]

[Laughing, Oswin allows herself to be pulled to her feet, hurrying after the Doctor.]

What, you're planning on running all the way down there?

[mrcool]

Not exactly. [Oh look, a magic door randomly appearing.]

Short cut.

[makingsouffles]

[Right. Dream world, this sort of thing's normal.]

Well, then. [Oswin grins, stepping forward to hold the door open.] After you.

[mrcool]

[The Doctor grins and steps through. It's a doorway directly to the Academy, emerging in a courtyard of what looks very similar to Earth's Ivy League schools.]

[makingsouffles]

Oh, very alien. [Oswin steps through as well, looking around. It's pretty far from what she expected to say the least.] That's what all of Gallifrey looks like, stuff from Earth that's a little different?

[mrcool]

[He glances back at her, huffing at her indignantly.]

Excuse you, Earth looks a bit like Gallifrey!

[makingsouffles]

[She laughs, hurrying forward to pull him along towards the entrance.]

Come on, then! Best decide which wing we're blowing up.

[mrcool]

Well the Rassilon one of course. I hated that guy.

[The Doctor grins, pointing to an even more ornate wing. There's a large statue in front of it of a benevolent looking man in traditional robes.]

[makingsouffles]

[She snorts faintly, eyeing the statue.]

Is that really what your lot wears? [Well, at least it explains where the Doctor's fashion sense comes from.]

[mrcool]

Mm, traditional Time Lord robes of the High Council. Rassilon was Lord President. He was like a god to everyone here.

[The Doctor shrugs gently.]

[makingsouffles]

[Another glance at the statue as they head inside.]

Looks like a tosser to me.

[mrcool]

Yeaaah he wasn't..nice.

Everyone thought he was dead. I sort of found him by accident, realized he was trying to take over the universe. [He shrugs.]

[makingsouffles]

Does everything you find try to take over the universe?

[She laces her fingers through his, stepping through the door and into the ornate hallway.] Think you've got a bit of a track record so far as that goes.

[mrcool]

Just about.

[He laughs.]