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[fairytaled]

[ ....








Again.

That same expression. Those same eyes. So very wide. Bright. Curious. There. She's here. Again.

Amy Pond is back. ]

Oh, brill'.

[ A sigh. Let's go through the drill: ] Skin and bones with the nose? Bowtie? [ This is where you say 'polo.' ]

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[Video]

[madcuriosity]

Hello, Mrs. Pond.

[fairytaled]

He...

[ Her eyes squint. Hovering; it's expectant. ]

... llo?

video;

[valardohaeris]

[ she doesn't normally pay the network much mind, honestly. it's all drivel most of the time anyway, but this seems interesting enough that she actually stops for half a second. ]

Is that some kind of code?

[ see? helpful. lucky you, amy. ]

[fairytaled]

[ Well, everyone has their odd moments for attention. Whether it be something small, something in the sky or maybe a sudden appetite for apples. Extremely red apples. Somewhere, when we dig very deep ( very far in there ), we find that she always had an appetite for one.

( Reminders that she left something here. )

Amy blinks back, blinks through her thoughts until she's found at this little reality again. Déjà vu and a sudden appetite for fruits. ]

A slight one. [ Pause. Pause. Pause. ] Actually, yes. It is.

[bossily]

What about a bow tie?

[It's enough to ping her attention, anyway. And she looks oh so curious.]

[fairytaled]

[ The curious against curious, yea'? Yes. Let's go with that. Amy appears to mirror her expression almost naturally. A natural thing for companions, past and present. Present, well, to herself. She feels present, anyways.

For now. ]

'Bowties are...' [ Finish the statement, won't you? Pay no attention to Amy's attempt to match the Doctor's fluctuation in that. ]

videieio;

[timesnewroman]

[ He has to take a moment before he lets his heart leap too far out of his chest because there's that one (nice) lady who looks awfully similar and he's made the mistake more than once, and--

It is Amy. OH GOD OH MAN OH GOD IT'S HER HE MISSED AMY SO MUCH. He's close to tears he's missed her so much. He manages to wave awkwardly, though. Rory. ]


Skin and bones...with the nose. Hullo. [ Please don't leave. ]

old mc rory had an amy videieieioooooo

[fairytaled]

[ ( n i c e l a d y... )

And Amy Pond is a bit of a struggle. Struggles with the self. Struggles with others. People ( taking account humans and strange creatures. just as our Doctor ) are struggling things. Struggle with clarity. Clarity in feeling, expressive bunch, needy bunch.

It's terrible that Rory Williams ( Pond ) doesn't always get the greater half. The actual clarity that there's something there.

Somewhere in her words she matches that excitement. Maybe her eyes are impossibly wide, a smile sneaking there and settling to stay. She found Rory: ]

Hey.

[ A video of him, anyways. ]

Hey yooou.

[Video]

[beforethewar]

[Well, look who's happy! Someone she....probably has no clue about anymore. But hey, he lives in hope.]

Amy! Hello again. It's been a long time. As you can see, Rory's found you and the other me is around here somewhere.

[fairytaled]

[ Thus, the beginning of Amy Pond's time to be approached with the same assumption again and again. Again and again.

Her expression constricts; it furrows with confusion. The mix of things and she's sorting through that mind that's not doing quite well. A mix of things, memories and time which does it's own. Twists, leaves out strands here and there.

She's trying to resort. She's back here. She's been here before. Right. She must know you. Right? Right. Of course. 'Hello again.'





... But she's not going to pretend. It's already exhausting. Have a look better described as: ????????????? ]

video;

[unforgives]

Are those people you're looking for?

[fairytaled]

Yes. Key features. Veryyy important.

[ Shake that finger at that screen, Amy. You go, Amy. ]

It's a 'proper' nose, if you have any ideas.

[Video] 1/2

[comeonthensexy]

[ His first reaction is just about equal to Rory. Apprehension. It could be Lily. But there's something not quite the same - eyes are different? And his gaze flickers to the name tag and--

Skin and bones with the nose? Bowtie? It's--

It is. It is. ]

[Video]

[comeonthensexy]

[ His response comes with a bright grin and a loud, booming voice from excitement. ]

AMELIA POND!

[video]

[bonnypiperlad]

[Now that is a familiar face. And even though there's someone else here with one remarkably like it, the fact that she's referencing both a nose and a bowtie is a pretty good indicator that it's not that other person. Especially when Jamie happens to know both the nose and the bowtie. (Sorry, Rory.)]

If ye mean who I think ye mean...aye, they're here.

[That's like saying 'polo', right? Not that Jamie understands the concept behind it, but close enough.]

Rory and the Doctor, right?

[fairytaled]

[ That's a universal look, isn't it? When you know something? Maybe too much for your own good. When something as small as bowties and an exaggerated nose can trigger your intelligence. He turns out to be right on target. On the spot. Perfect. He doesn't just think, he knows!

So, yes, that's a 'polo.' ]

Yes.

[ But. ]

Have they been...

[ But. ]

Behaving?

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[recorders]

[ Wrong bowtie but oh that is an inventive way to get the attention of individuals who— know people who fit those descriptions. ]

I think Skin and bones with his nose and Mr. Gangly Bowtie have already said hello. [ But that's not— all that important or well, it is, but you're new and he wants to you know you too. ] Close friends?

[ Ha. ]

feel free to ignore this if you prefer!!! latelatelate AHHH screams into heavens

[fairytaled]

[ 'Well, well...'

Completely his choice to interpret the tone here. Judgmental? Impressed? Definitely two extremes, but perhaps Amy always had that sort of torn opinion on the Doctor and his bowtie. His sort of thing. Sort of a sign. It's me, the Doctor. I'm here! No, right here! Check out the bowtie! Amy, for god sakes.

Basically: A fondness; a small relief. Yet.

Someone else could always have the same rubbish sense for fashion.

She actually clears her throat. Not sure why? It's most definitely the wrong man. ] Well, Fellow Bowtie Supporter Member, yes. [ Eyebrow p e r k, did you say gangly? ] Very close. Good friends. Best friends.

video.

[sexyoldgirl]

Ah, Orangey. You've come back. There are certainly those who are happy to see you again. [Herself included.]

[fairytaled]

[ Hopefully she doesn't mind the sort of gaped mouth and point reaction. It's! It's! It's: ]

'Sexy!'

[ The sort of seduced voice the Doctor plays on repeat on her head. 'Sexy.' Of course. Of course she remembers you. Everyone remembers you. ]

[sheloves]

Welcome back, mm? [ Ril's smile is bright as she peers at her screen and offers a little wave.]

[fairytaled]

I've been getting a lot of that.

[ Huffs, weakly offering the wave back, but it appears to die out; fingers curl and her hands returns to her side. ]

Odd thing, returning to somewhere we shouldn't be in the first place. And being [ ... ] content about it.

[Video]

[scienceleads]

Amy... Hello. Didn't realise you were here too. [Even again.]

They're both here, as you have probably no doubt found out by now.

feel free to ignore this if you prefer!!! lATE latte

[fairytaled]

[ And one of the most difficult parts of being involved with Amy Pond, no, absolutely anyone involved with the Doctor, well, is that time can be quite unkind.

Perhaps kind, thinking of the circumstances. As Amy Pond's curious blink gives an early impression, an Amy Pond who isn't too familiar with a face. An later adventure. An adventure that almost entirely wraps the three of them up, Doctor, Rory, and herself. Almost an end of things. Three.

Three?

It doesn't settle through. She simply can't be aware of her future. That is that. ]

Yes. [ Unsure what else to say, right? It would be rude to ask flat out, but her expression seems to be asking who she might be? Why might I know you? ( As always, the answer will always be because of him. ) ]

video.

[livedtwice]

[That's ... odd, to say the least.]

Er, welcome back, then. Hello.

feel free to ignore this if you prefer because i am a butt

[fairytaled]

[ You're odd. Why are you being odd? Stop being odd. I'm normal. You're not being normal. ]

Er, thanks, then. Hi.

video.

[brainiest]

... Merlin.

[ Sorry, Amy. You look just like her best friend's mother. This is -- eerie to say the least. ]

I mean - um. Hello.

like above FEEL FREE TO IGNORE THIS or whatever you like )o)

[fairytaled]

[ Are you with the odd guy above? Because she swears there's something here. Something.

( Something very rude. )

A squint as she repeats the very same: ] Hello.

[video]

[biggerpicture]

[Welp, looking through this he can hazard a guess who she knows.]

Just come back yourself?

[fairytaled]

[ That feeling again. Time and time again on repeat, yet she cannot understand it. Nudge and pinch.

Familiar.

No. Nah. Not at all. ] It's a familiar, [ Familiar. ] frequent occurrence with this sort of place.

[video]

[allpurposescarf]

Oh, around. If we're thinking of the same person.

[fairytaled]

Are we?

[ Are we? ]

[emulation]

[squinting.]

Is that a riddle or are you hurt in the head?

[fairytaled]

A 'hello' to those familiar with it.

[ And she's squinting back, bring it. ]

A 'riddle' to those who don't know and might never know. Nothing to see here. Carry on.

video; wow ten years late but HI

[dilectio]

[ it just.. takes her a second. because her first reaction is BLOODY HELL but she refuses to be a weirdo about this ]

-- Well. He certainly weren't messing about when he said I looked like somebody he knew.

[ she means Rory, yep ]

20 years late BRING IT nope but really jesus christ 1/????????

[fairytaled]

[ No. ]

video; Latest possible!

[riverrunswild]

[Have a smile. River is not sure whether she will remember her or know who they are to one another, but it's worth a shot.]

Hello, Amy.

I'm late too. ; w;

[fairytaled]

[ It's a close, yet far point of reach to River as she sees that smile. Despite being here of all places, the series of events that came to follow would both bring some good and ruin in her life. Some despair. Much despair. Gain and loss. Not completely loss. A small imprint, scar or crack in her own wall.

Spoilers of all sorts.

She can feel fond about that greeting, can't she? Lake Silencio is a silent thought of it's own.

Silence. Silence. ] Even this sort of place got you.