I feel terrible! I haven't updated! Well, I was in Denver for the past week, and school started again, but that's not an excuse! I'm so sorry!
Should I make a schedule? Can I just promise to update every other weekend? I think I'll do that, but after this chapter, yeah?
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So when you're on your knees and answers seem so far away
You're not alone, stop holding on, and just be held
Just be held
Gandosafroliwinataradru could sense something going on, she just couldn't figure out what. The new one that she had adopted, the one with lines everywhere on her, was more excited than most. So was the Red One.
Also, the One-Who-Changes-Faces was slightly nervous, especially around Lines. They, obviously, could not tell, but Gandosafroliwinataradru was an expert on these sort of things. She climbed around the post of Lines' bed and onto the top. There she settled in wait for her adopted one.
"Well of course I've met him!" The Doctor said. "And I won't say how it turned out, but I have definitely met Elvis Presley."
"Ooohh, I've got one, I've got one!" Jack said excitedly. "Okay, so, here we are, on the planet Karn, right? The Doc is practically dead, because he's got a head wound, and I'm over here, trying to drag him somewhere out of the line of fire. Remember the complete absurdity of this, 'cause I'm completely naked-"
"How are you even naked when there's no-one there?!" Rose asked, laughing.
"Alright, alright, because Jack-" the Doctor tried to interrupt, but was interrupted by Jack.
"Well it's not my fault the Sisterhood of Karn got just a bit friendly! And now they're shooting at us with lasers and I don't even know how that happened."
"Oh, that is not what happened!" The Doctor said, pointing at Jack. "That is not what happened at all!"
A friendly bicker started between them as they debated what actually happened.
"Well you were unconscious half the time-"
"I was injured! And I knew what-"
"And we were in a different room-!"
"I don't need to be in the same room to hear-"
"Oh, here we go with the I'm-a-Time-Lord-I-Have-Better-Hearing! Well that doesn't count-"
"I said nothing of the sort, but yes, I have enhanced hearing!"
"Hold on!" Donna screeched over the two of them. They quieted and she pointed at Jack.
"The Sisterhood of Karn," she paused here,"got 'just a bit friendly'? With you? No, mate, they got friendly with that!" she pointed to his lower middle section.
"Is that an invitation?" Jack said, standing up.
"Oi!" Donna exclaimed. "I have standards, newspaper boy! And you ain't fittin' one of them!"
Jack held his hands up in surrender and backed away. "Just a question."
Donna grinned at him and took another gulp of her Bog-Truffle Tincture. It was actually quite good.
"Alright, alright, you two, nobody's going to bed with anyone. Get back to work," the Doctor said between his laughing. He finished his own Ornelian Wine and left. Everyone else at the table dispersed except Amy and Clara. They were discussing the wedding.
Clara took another sip of her tea (basically the same as Sol-3 tea, but brewed with Gallifreyan plants. A Gallifreyan tea set has over 178 individual pieces) and wondered if she could get away with grabbing some extra food before the wedding.
"Have you ever had wedding cake?" Clara asked Amy.
"No," Amy sighed. "But I have had a wedding."
"Really?" Clara inquired. Slaves weren't supposed to be married...
"Oh, yeah," she said. "Nothing fancy, though. Couldn't afford it. Just a hop over a broom and I was married to Rory."
"Rory?"
"Rory."
"What about Rory?" Rory asked as he came around the corner.
"I was telling Clara the fact that we're married," Amy said casually. Rory sighed. "You're not supposed to tell anyone! We could get in trouble!"
"Oh, it's fine. Clara won't tell anyone."
"Rory!" Martha shouted as she too came to the table. "You can't be my apprentice if you never show up."
"S-sorry," he said. "I gotta go." He kissed Amy on the head. She punched him. "You go, nurse."
"Doctor, technically," he said. Amy rolled her eyes and turned back to Clara as he was dragged helplessly away by Martha.
"So no wedding cake," she said.
"Maybe we'll have some when we're there," Clara hoped.
"Probably not," Amy said. "We're going to be treated terribly there, remember. And since you've been around then you'll be treated worse than me."
Clara sighed as the Doctor appeared. "Why aren't you two getting ready? We leave in an hour and I know women take forever to get ready." He shooed them off.
"There are so many people," Clara exclaimed as they arrived at the doors to the House of Omega. (Also known as the House of Blyledge, a founding House of Gallifrey.)
"Yes," the Doctor said. "Now shh and try not to anger anyone, okay?" Clara nodded and bowed her head. It felt normal, even after all these years, to control her fire side and accept whatever fate she was given. Everything that had happened since the auction... it was normal to bow her head again.
Entering the House, Clara was taken by the beauty of it. The crest of Rassilon was hanging above the front entrance gateway, and under it was the crest of Gallifrey. On the floor was an orange and red carpet swirled with green, silver, purple, red and blue, to represent the different factions of Gallifrey. It was littered with shining petals from the Crystal Rose.
Clara could see different parts of the house painted all the different colors, and at every intersection with another wall the colors were swirls around the crest of Rassilon. The Doctor was wearing his Prydon suit of red and orange, and Clara's own slave outfit was red and orange. Many other people she could see were wearing their faction colors- blue, green, silver, purple, and many of the Scendles ranged from light pink to a dark red.
"Rember, your vocal cords got cut out," the Doctor reminded her as he hailed to one of the slave masters. He took them to the kitchen, where Amy would be making the food and Clara would be serving it.
Amy set to work with the food, and after a few moments of boredom, helped her until they had an entire plate filled with roasted Grockleroot. She picked it up and spun outside to see a shit ton of people.
"Oh, gods," she breathed, and nervously began making her way around the room. People paid her no attention except when she stopped by them to offer them some.
After returning for about four more plates of different foods she'd never tried, she heard the clinking of a spoon against glass. She took her cue to leave, as were all the other slaves.
No sooner had Clara set down the plate than the door to the kitchen burst open. A slave master walked in and started barking out orders to all of them. Clara began taking plates of food out and setting them on the table where everyone would sit down with the bride and groom at the Head.
"We are gathered here today to witness the Bonding of bride and groom, to see the loyalty they pledge to each other. Will Entrisell of the Cerulean chapter..." the Binder's voice trailed off as she went back into the kitchen to retrieve the tea set used for the elders. She came aback out silently and pretended not to hear the Binder.
"... and Pandora of the Prydon chapter will now take the rope." Everyone paused as he took the rope and wrapped it around his hand.
Clara began setting out the smaller pieces of the tea set.
"Lord President Rassilon, say I do consent and gladly give."
"I do consent and gladly give," Rassilon said, tears in his eyes.
Clara couldn't help but watch as the two whispered their names- real names- in each other's ear. They came together in a passionate kiss, and colors emanated from them, uniting above them in madly swirling tendrils.
And, making sure no-one was watching her, Clara whispered after all the others had shouted it-
"Juno Waves."
This is merely part one, worry not! There's humor to come, much more in the next one... but I did enjoy writing this!
Sources:
The Wedding of River Song
TARDIS Index Files
Tumblr Blog F* Yeah Gallifreyan Culture
Fanfiction What Rassilon Hath Joined Together featuring the Doctor and the Master
^^^^^ In case you were interested, any of you. The fanfiction can be found on LiveJournal, or there's a link in F* Yeah Gallifreyan Culture's blog.
(If any of you have a Tumblr I recommend following their blog. It's quite interesting.)
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