In the TARDIS wardrobe Barbara was squeezing herself into appropriate clothing with the help of Susan. The whirling of the engines had stopped a short while ago and one quick glance at the scanners determined that they were in an era which required suitable clothing. Barbara had bustled everyone into the wardrobe room and assisted in their outfit decisions.
"I still don't understand why I have to be a boy," Susan commented once Barbara was laced up and covered with yet another layer of cloth. "I'd quite like to wear a pretty dress and a corset."
"Trust me, Susan, I'd be a boy too if I could get away with it." Barbara placed a cloth over her head and secured it down with a band of twined, neutral colours. Susan admired her in the mirror.
"But with Ian and Grandfather around, we'd be alright."
Barbara tried not to look doubtful and managed well enough. "Yes, I know. Come on, they're waiting for us."
Arm in arm, the female companions of the TARDIS team walked elegantly from the wardrobe and into the control room where the Doctor and Ian were meant to be waiting for them. The doors were wide open, however, indicating that they'd already left.
"We'd best go and find them," Barbara sighed and stepped out into a pleasant, English summer day in the early fifteenth century.
Colourful tents and crests spread out before them, and a wide array of people went about their business. Some in armour, some in finery and others dressed in every day clothes. There were squires, ladies, rich looking old men, knights and some questionable women. Barbara, however, was keeping her eyes out for more familiar faces, namely those of the Doctor and Ian.
"I still don't understand why I have to be a boy," Susan commented once Barbara was laced up and covered with yet another layer of cloth. "I'd quite like to wear a pretty dress and a corset."
"Trust me, Susan, I'd be a boy too if I could get away with it." Barbara placed a cloth over her head and secured it down with a band of twined, neutral colours. Susan admired her in the mirror.
"But with Ian and Grandfather around, we'd be alright."
Barbara tried not to look doubtful and managed well enough. "Yes, I know. Come on, they're waiting for us."
Arm in arm, the female companions of the TARDIS team walked elegantly from the wardrobe and into the control room where the Doctor and Ian were meant to be waiting for them. The doors were wide open, however, indicating that they'd already left.
"We'd best go and find them," Barbara sighed and stepped out into a pleasant, English summer day in the early fifteenth century.
Colourful tents and crests spread out before them, and a wide array of people went about their business. Some in armour, some in finery and others dressed in every day clothes. There were squires, ladies, rich looking old men, knights and some questionable women. Barbara, however, was keeping her eyes out for more familiar faces, namely those of the Doctor and Ian.
Re: Knights in Shining Armour
Date: 2014-04-25 09:25 am (UTC)((OOC: Now I have run out of things to say. Shall I start another one?))
Re: Knights in Shining Armour
Date: 2014-04-25 09:25 am (UTC)Re: Knights in Shining Armour
Date: 2014-04-25 09:54 am (UTC)