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Fill - Challenge 411 (DW/BFA)
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romanajo123 ( Read more... )The Doctor adjusted his powder wig, before dusting a stray speck from his face. " Ah, right on time. Marvellous!"
Charley's mouth was agape as she took in the ballroom. " It's unbelievable!" She breathed, eyes transfixed on the floating chandeliers emitting streams of white light. "It looks like the palace of Versailles."
The Doctor nodded, taking her hand. " The Quillans are extraordinarily enamored with cultures, though this is quite new. I believe the last time I was here, their fascination was the new Millenium: all coffee and computers." He shook his head.
"I think it's brilliant." Charley enthused, "And in the right place for once. " No Cybermen, Vortisaurs, or fictional highwaymen, thankfully.
The only drawback so far were her shoes, which pinched her feet each step of the way into the room.
Reaching into the pocket of his blue coat, the Doctor retrieved a folded paper with loopy gold handwriting. "I have had this invitation for some time." He handed it to a tall, grey-skinned man dressed in a long blue coat and cravat, who announced in a loud, dramatic voice " Monsieur and Madam Doctor!"
Charley's mouth was agape as she took in the ballroom. " It's unbelievable!" She breathed, eyes transfixed on the floating chandeliers emitting streams of white light. "It looks like the palace of Versailles."
The Doctor nodded, taking her hand. " The Quillans are extraordinarily enamored with cultures, though this is quite new. I believe the last time I was here, their fascination was the new Millenium: all coffee and computers." He shook his head.
"I think it's brilliant." Charley enthused, "And in the right place for once. " No Cybermen, Vortisaurs, or fictional highwaymen, thankfully.
The only drawback so far were her shoes, which pinched her feet each step of the way into the room.
Reaching into the pocket of his blue coat, the Doctor retrieved a folded paper with loopy gold handwriting. "I have had this invitation for some time." He handed it to a tall, grey-skinned man dressed in a long blue coat and cravat, who announced in a loud, dramatic voice " Monsieur and Madam Doctor!"
