✒ oo2 | [012]

[waterfield]

( a young woman pops up on the Plane, shortly followed by a rather well known Scot. Victoria is looking rather pale and flushed and Jamie appears to be following her. )

( hands touching her cheeks, Victoria, flustered, begins to walk along the Plane — unsure of where she’s really headed at present. one thing is for certain, despite her flushed state she appears to be rather cross. ) How could you let that happen, Jamie McCrimmon!?!

[Jamie trails after, not entirely happy looking himself.] Look, how was I supposed to know that would happen? That woman’d not said anything other than we needed to say the blessing if we wanted to eat! Who told ye to take us over there, anyway?

( spinning on her heel, having halted in her bitter walk, she folds her arms over her chest and puffs her cheeks for a brief moment before bothering to answer him. ) You should have known that something was going to happen because something always happens when we travel with the Doctor! ( she stamped her foot childishly, although she did have a point, something always did happen with that silly old man. )

I don’t know, it was just one of the gentleman at the party. I didn’t ask him for his name, he just seemed to want to help me with — ( her cheeks redden significantly. she almost revealed that she’d been jealous of his attention onto the other ladies there. ) — w, well clearly he had gotten the wrong idea!

Hey! The Doctor wasn’t even there at the time!

[Which could have very well been part of the problem, at least in this case. He likely would have stopped them before it was too late. But he doesn’t point that out, instead focusing on the other person mentioned - and by the way his lips press together, he noticed a few things as well.]

What, that one that looked like he’d lost half his outfit somewhere? Aye, I bet he wanted to help ye with something. Are ye sure he’d not wanted to spirit ye off to the tables himself?

No, but he’d brought us there in the first place, you great idiot! ( had the Doctor been with them at the party, she wouldn’t have to deal with this ridiculous situation and likely wouldn’t be shouting insults at the boy she cared so deeply for. )

Oh — ( with that she rolls her eyes, folding her arms tighter still with a scoff ) Yes, because you weren’t losing yourself into the near bare chests of the girls there, Jamie McCrimmon! ( the excessive use of his full name only shows just how irate she really is, not to mention rather clearly jealous of where his gaze had apparently been. ) Nonsense! He told me to bring you to the table, not asked if I should like to join him. Stop being such an ignoramus!

An ignor... [Oh, she would trot out a word like that. Rather predictably, his mouth pulls off to one side.] Look, how was I supposed to not notice something like what those lassies were wearing? I seem to recall we’ve had that type of conversation before. And, besides, it’s not as though I was married to ye at the time, now was I...Mrs. McCrimmon?

If you can look at the lassies, then I can look at the laddies. ( except she would forever deny even glancing at them, and despite having done so, her gaze would then fall to the ground because of how indecent it was for them to have been dressed in such a manner in the first place. )

I— ( whatever her retort was, it’s lost when he uses his family name at her. she goes through an awkward mixture of both losing color and then blushing furiously. ) That— It wasn’t— We’re not married!! ( no proper ceremony, no proper romancing beforehand. no, oh no. she refuses to see it as a true wedding, despite how very real it is. )

( ooc; this is a result of a trip via the TARDIS gone wrong, resulting with these lugheads being married obviously. the arguing will continue in the comments, but, feel free to threadjack should you like. )

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[lamb_of_gold]

[From somewhere nearby]

Now now. An argument is no way to begin a lifelong of matrimony.

[Why yes, he did hear the whole thing.]

[bonnypiperlad]

[Of course he did, and Jamie shoots him a look.]

Oh? If you've a better idea, I'd like to hear it. It's not as though we'd intended on getting married anyway, ye know.

[lamb_of_gold]

[Mu is trying his level best not to laugh at them.] Oh no?

[waterfield]

( lifetime!? oh no. oh nooo, no no. no. )

Nonsense! We're not married! ( sob, someone believe her about this damn it. )

[lamb_of_gold]

I've not known Jamie to tell lies.

[bonnypiperlad]

Oh, we're not? Well, then someone should tell the Doctor that, since he seems to think we are. Ye saw how he reacted when he came in at the end of things.

[Not to mention that he pretty much said so to them after he was done with the resulting flailing that came about from the attempts to stop the ceremony.]

And that priestess said that she'd not have allowed it if our auras didn't look right, whatever that's supposed to mean. So what do ye propose we do about it?

[waterfield]

The Doctor is a silly man who reacts to everything in dramatic means! ( so she may have a point, but their marriage still stands. ahh, the romance of newlyweds sheesh )

Well— We— We, ah— ( her lips press into a thin, agitated line. if her parents were still around they would be shamed to hear the next word that leaves her lips: ) Divorce.

[bonnypiperlad]

What? [Something deep seated in him protests the very idea. Once you're married, you're married, and that's that. People don't get unmarried unless something dire happens. Or so he tells himself.]

No, we can't do that! Er...I mean, how would we? It's not as though there's someone around here that can do that for us, is there?

[waterfield]

( she's looking anywhere but at him. her stomach wrenches at the thought of a divorce, even if she's mistakenly found herself married to him, but this whole situation would call for it — right? this would be something that even the church could forgive, couldn't they? after all, it was an accident! )

I don't know, we could post a bulletin or somesuch to see...

[bonnypiperlad]

[He's not exactly looking at her at the moment either, so she won't see the faintly upset expression he's wearing. Yes, it was a mistake, but...now that it's done, is it really that bad of a thing?]

Aye...maybe we could do that. Or see if we could get it annulled the next time we're on Earth. I mean, we've not done anything that would prevent that from happening.

[He hasn't even kissed her, unless you count that first goodbye.]

[oliverplus]

[Oliver isn't sure whether to laugh or be sympathetic. he settles for attempting to fight back his laughter while choking out a half-disbelieving:] You got married!?

[waterfield]

It was an accident!

( she is SO UNAMUSED right now, Oliver! you'd better not laugh, or so help her she will... do something. )

[bonnypiperlad]

[She's not the only one. Jamie's as unamused as Victoria at the moment, and given the expression on his face laughing may not be the best plan.]

Aye! We'd not meant to get married at all, just have something to eat.

[oliverplus]

[Oliver looks a bit startled by Victoria's vehemence in particular. he puts up his hands placatingly] Okay, okay, I get it! [he might still be holding back laughter, though] But what are you so worried about? Were you on Earth?

[waterfield]

( keep in those laughs Oliver! she sighs rather heavily and folding her arms over her chest, frowns. ) No. It was some strange planet... Alusmir was the name.

[bit_impossible]

"Missus McCrimmon", eh, Jamie? [of course, this would be the only words he narrows in on in the entire conversation he's just walking into. also, since it's him, he hasn't quite noticed who it is Jamie's speaking with until she starts speaking herself.] Who's the--[his eyes widen to the size of dinner plates]--blimey, it isn't! [he puts a hand on the young woman's shoulder, peering at her closely] Why, Victoria Waterfield, as I live and breathe!

[waterfield]

( great. just great. another one of Jamie's bloke pal come to make a joke.

or rather that's what she assumes until he touches her and says her name.

what, what. what is going on here? all marriage talk is lost, replaced with her own eyes widening in a bit of fear. )

What? Who? ( she shrugs his hand off of her shoulder and actually moves toward Jamie to cling onto his arm. ) Who are you?

[bonnypiperlad]

Och, don't ye start, Doctor. It's bad enough that I've had to explain this to ye once already. Besides, it's...

[He breaks off rather abruptly, though, as the Doctor catches sight of Victoria. He'd assumed Oliver would have mentioned Victoria being on the Plane to Ten, but maybe he'd not had a chance to. When she moves to cling on to him, he automatically reaches to place a hand on her arm, letting her know everything is okay. Well. As okay as the current situation allows for.]

It's alright, Victoria. Remember that one version of the Doctor I'd mentioned to ye when I explained the mergers? That's him. And, ah, Doctor? It's Victoria McCrimmon, now.

[bit_impossible]

[he blinks, thrown off by that question, then--] Oh! Sorry, new face, and I'm quite a bit taller than I was back then. [he points to his face as he says that] But just like Jamie said, it's really me. Well, I don't know everything that Jamie said to you previously, but I trust it's all as close as it's going to get.

[then he stops, and glances at Jamie, to Victoria, and back] Hold on a mo'. The pair of you--?! [confusion crosses his features] I don't remember that happening. Where was I? Did I throw you a stag-do?

[waterfield]

... oh for pity's sake, not another one. How many of them did you say were here? The one with the ears and ... ( and now she's counting on her fingers, but she swiftly shakes her head and pulls herself out of it. she offers a sort of apologetic gaze to the Doctor, she's in the midst's of a bit of a fit here, otherwise she might be so much more polite to him. ) —I'm sorry, Doctor, it's just that you keep changing your faces and...

( her cheeks puff whilst simultaneously reddening at Jamie's little quip. ) Now you stop that! This instant. ( she's tugging free from his grasp now that she knows who the other man is and she's realized she's still rather miffed. ) I didn't even agree to take your name, you know!

And it... It only just happened. By mistake.

[noblesavage]

Is marriage so terrible?

[Leela regarded the pair with an expression that hovered somewhere between curiosity and amusement.]

You do not have to let the strangeness of it spoil things. You can still celebrate with your friends.

[waterfield]

Well no, not such as it is.

( she gives a huff though. ) But this was an accident! Why shouldn't I be upset about it? I wasn't meant to be married to him!

[noblesavage]

A marriage that you did not choose is no marriage.

[bonnypiperlad]

Aye, well, it's not as though the choice matters much here, now does it? We went through with the ceremony anyway.

[waterfield]

( she considers Leela's words and gives a soft shake of her head. )

Accident or not, we said the words — which I suppose were "vows" of some sort — so we're rather in a pickle at this point.