It took Gwen about fifteen minutes to get ready. Leaving the comfort of the tent, Gwen raised an eyebrow as she realised that it was now twilight and John was watching her with amusement. "What?" she asked, giving him her best death stare. She had managed to get the wig on without no problems, the dress hugged to her body and the gold sandals went extremely well without nail polish, common sense overruled there, she never did pass History but she figured that they wouldn't have anything like nail polish, mascara or blusher in this time.
"The eye makeup is very becoming Ms Cooper" John grinned at her, giving her a very appreciative look. "Well I used what you gave me. What is it?" she asked as she threw a white shawl over her shoulders to keep warm, despite being in the middle of a desert, there was a slight breeze and part of her was worried that it was a sign of a sand storm, she could die out here and could she really put her trust in John Hart who lied for a living? Well now she had no choice, great going Gwen Cooper!
"Oh crushed beetle parts I imagine" John chuckled, giving her a knowing look as her eyes widened and she looked like she was going to retch. "Please tell me that you're joking!" she squeaked. John shrugged at that, choosing to ignore the expression of horror on Gwen's face. "Perhaps. I don't know. I come here to steal things and cause chaos, not to brush up on my history. You wanted to have a history lesson, track down Jack's bloody precious Doctor!" John growled, glancing around for something or someone. "How do you know about The Doctor?" Gwen asked suspiciously, though she was genuinely surprised that John knew about Jack's friend or whatever he was to the American.
"I spied on him…when I was still under the Time Agency. I was meant to…they wanted Jack dead and well I couldn't do it and not because he can't die. I didn't know remember!" John pointed out, signalling at a distant light in the distance of their presence. Gwen just had to trust that John knew this person or he knew what the hell he was doing anyway. "Yes, I do remember you're insistence that you love him. Its just a shame that you're not getting through that thick skull of yours that Jack isn't interested in you John" Gwen told him softly.
"Doesn't matter if he does or he doesn't. He doesn't belong with you lot. He's too good for you lot, he'd see that if he wasn't jumping the bones of the Eye Candy and drooling over you. I noticed on my last little visit, the little looks and so forth. Shame about that big lard of yours isn't it? Though threesomes are pretty much the thing nowadays" he smirked at her, already bringing his attention to the newcomer before Gwen could reply. "Nice to see you kept your side of the bargain Nathala. Told you I knew a beauty" John nodded. "She is at that but you also promised me jewels if I helped you on this mission Captain" the stranger replied, his dark eyes resting on Gwen in appreciation. "It is a pleasure to meet your acquaintance my fair lady, I am Nathala, your guide and protection until your mission is complete" Nathala introduced himself, taking Gwen's hand and kissing it gently. "I hope you don't have a fear of Camels, Gwen or you'll be walking to the lovely city" John added in, already taking hold of her wrist and helping her onto her camel before getting on his own. "Lead the way Nathala and stop chatting up the lady, I'd hate to have to hurt you for annoying me" John warned, already getting his dumb animal to move. "Oh god, this is ridiculous…whatever have you talked me into John?" Gwen asked, as she tried to get her camel to move. John reached over and took hold of the rope around the Camel and pulled gently, urging it to move before answering in little more than a whisper. "Stop complaining, I can see in your eyes that you wanted to come. That this place is intriguing you, you want this Gwen Cooper. You crave the adventure and danger". Gwen frowned at him but didn't reply, he was right and she knew it. Nodding her head in thanks at getting the stubborn camel to move, she started to follow the men at a slow pace until she had gotten comfortable and confident enough to make the camel speed up a bit.