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[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.
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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Date: 2013-11-20 07:36 am (UTC)...But he seems okay. A bit nostalgic, but definitely not about to break down. Either way, she leans against his side a little as they look out towards the Citadel, and gives his shoulder a playful nudge.]
Can't imagine why.
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Date: 2013-11-20 07:40 am (UTC)Believe it or not, I didn't actually like school at all. Too...boring. I already knew all of it.
And...well... [He looks a little sheepish.] I was too hungover to pay attention most the time.
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Date: 2013-11-20 07:43 am (UTC)[In a tone that very much suggests that he's told her that before and now she's waiting for him to admit that he was wrong.]
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Date: 2013-11-20 07:49 am (UTC)We can, yes. It just takes...a little bit of preparation, you know. Easing your system up to it. And it was easier when I was younger.
[Yeah he totally can, he's just making things up now.]
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Date: 2013-11-20 07:57 am (UTC)Of course, now she has to put this to the test at some point.] Should've figured you'd be out causing trouble, even back then.
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Date: 2013-11-20 08:00 am (UTC)[He grins at her, giving her a little nudge.] I miss those days. Blowing up the principal's office...that was fun.
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Date: 2013-11-21 01:25 am (UTC)She leans her head on his shoulder.] Y'know, if you're feeling nostalgic, we could always pop by some school somewhere for a bit, make something to drop off in some office.
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Date: 2013-11-21 04:20 am (UTC)Or. Well. You know. We claimed to.
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Date: 2013-11-21 04:26 am (UTC)Right, sorry. We can accidentally pop by a school and accidentally make something to leave behind in an office. Accidentally.
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Date: 2013-11-21 04:47 am (UTC)[He kisses her cheek.] I love it.
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Date: 2013-11-21 04:51 am (UTC)[Oswin gives him a megawatt grin, just to prove her point.]
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Date: 2013-11-21 05:16 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-11-21 05:25 am (UTC)[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?
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Date: 2013-11-21 06:18 am (UTC)Definitely my favorite. Want to do something?
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Date: 2013-11-21 06:23 am (UTC)[She's always up for a bit of exploring but...well. Gallifrey. How long can they stay here without it being painful?]
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Date: 2013-11-21 06:56 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-11-21 06:59 am (UTC)[She grins.] Will blowing up an office be involved?
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Date: 2013-11-21 07:07 am (UTC)I've got a better idea. How about a statue? Or an entire wing!
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Date: 2013-11-21 07:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-11-21 07:15 pm (UTC)Well come on!
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Date: 2013-11-22 12:26 am (UTC)What, you're planning on running all the way down there?
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Date: 2013-11-22 12:30 am (UTC)Short cut.
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Date: 2013-11-22 12:39 am (UTC)Well, then. [Oswin grins, stepping forward to hold the door open.] After you.
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