As long as you keep coming back, ahaha. Good luck with it! (:
She was glad Rose understood why she wanted to change clothes, and chuckled soft when she said ‘m,lady’. No one had ever called her like that, it was always ‘madame’ or anything proper. She walked along with Rose on the way to the Garden.
She laughed, almost tears in her eyes of fun. ”Oh I wished I would have seen that, poor Doctor but he did deserve it indeed. I had already noticed when I first met him he always speaks out loud what he thinks and it brings him in trouble” she said with a grin. She really enjoyed talking with Rose, it was totally different than all her friends on the castle because she could never laugh like this.
When they finally came at the door that leaded to the garden she stood still, but when Rose said to her to enter she pushed the door and walked in. Her mouth fell open, looking her eyes out. ”This is absolutely.. gorgeous” before her she saw all kinds of plants and flowers, kinds she had never seen before yet. Big ones, little ones, in all kinds of colors. It was stunning.
Rose grins, shaking her head, “I take it you like it, yeah? The Doctor’s a show-off, but sometimes it’s what he can do is just… amazin’.” She subconsciously strokes a particularly large blossom of red and golden petals, resembling some sort of daisy. Daisies are her favorite flower, despite what others assume because of her namesake, but the Doctor had known and planted a whole section of daisies for her farther back in the garden, near the rose bushes.
“It sure beats anythin’ I’ve seen on Earth, even after the 23rd century- oh, gosh, I’ve started to talk like ‘im. But, yeah, it’s beautiful in here.” The perfumed aroma from all the blossoms fill her senses in the most wonderful and relaxing way; she often comes here to clear her head and think.
”It’s even more pretty than the garden around Versailles, and I thought that was the most beautiful garden I had ever seen. I was wrong” she said with a smile, still looking around amazed. She walked, a bit difficult because she wasn’t used to jeans yet, to a few flowers she had never seen before, maybe they were from another century.
”This is absolutely beautiful indeed, I guess you come here a lot?” she asked curious while looking at Rose.
I suppose you’re right in that, well.. I’ll figure something out. It’s not the most important thing. (;
ooc: Ahaha, that is brilliant! xD I actually think that’s a pretty good idea, I’m gonna keep that in mind! (;