Gonna actually do it now. However, I only want to do it for people that need followers if possible. So reblog this if you have 275 or less followers. I don’t know how many people i’ll promo yet, but i’m thinking if there’s enough people interested, i’ll do a 30-day promo thing.
Only rules to reblog and have a chance:
» Must be following me ( Seeing as this is a “thanks for following” dealio)
» Must only have 275 or less followers.
Aria’s eyes widened as she saw the flash of pain go across Roses’s features. “Oh I…I’m sorry. I should have thought…I should have chosen my words more carefully. I’m sorry.” She looked at Rose, concerned for a moment, before laughing lightly. “I…thank you. I don’t really think of myself as beautiful,” she said, tucking a lock of hair behind her ear, “but that’s really nice to hear. And in terms of intellect, I can’t tell if I should be honored or insulted at the comparison to my father,” she said jokingly.
Rose Smiled again this time truly meaning it. “As long as he is happy then that’s all that really matters, And as for intellect it really depends. I mean you know how he is.” Rose liked the thought that he found himself a person to settle down with, and even though it didn’t feel like it now, she wished him all the best in life.

“So what did you father say exactly about me?”
Aria bit her lip. “Oh…I uh…well my Dad, he’s told me lots about you. Good things, I promise. I just can’t believe I’m actually meeting you,” she said with a giggle. “If you don’t mind me asking, what exactly is the date?”
Rose dreaded those words, she felt as if her heart had just been ripped out and stepped on about a million times. She felt utterly stupid believing that one day he would wait for her. Though, no matter how much it hurt now, it wouldn’t make anything better if she showed her pain. Instead she put on a smile and said. “That’s amazing! I mean really, wow! Your The Doctor’s daughter. Your so beautiful, and I bet you have the same intellect he does.” Rose said laughing at a memory of The Doctor.
Aria looked up at her with wide, amazed eyes. “Y…you’re R…Rose Tyler? Like…the Rose Tyler?” She covered her mouth before breaking out into a huge smile. “Oh my gosh! It is such an honor to meet you! I can’t believe this! This is incredible! I’m meeting the Rose Tyler! Hi!”
Rose grinned brightly at Aria. “I take it you’ve heard of me then.” She thought the name Pond has a strange significance, but shook the idea off. A part of her liked a having a fan, even though she really hadn’t done that much to be admired for. “How is it you’ve heard of me?”

Hi there sweetie.
You’re friendly! I’m Caitlin, what about you?
Nice to meet you Caitlin! I’m Rose, Rose Tyler.

Hi there sweetie!
Aria waved at the girl and smiled, slightly confused. There was something so familiar about her, but she couldn’t put her finger on it. “Um…hi there! I was wondering if you might be able to tell me where I am….um…and the date might be nice too,” she said, rubbing the back of her head sheepishly, still trying to place the familiar figure in front of her.
She looked at the girl suspiciously “You must be a time traveler” She smiled sweetly remembering her days as being one. “Anyway, your in London, England. December 9th, 2012.”
Aria’s eyes lit up. “You know about time travel? Oh well that just makes this day a hundred times better! Let’s see…London, England, 2012. Oh London, so many memories here.” She shook her head slightly before offering her hand to the woman in front of her. “Sorry, I didn’t introduce myself! I’m Aria, Aria Pond.”
She smiled at the blonde. “Oh you have no idea” She said think about a past memories. *giggles* “Nice to meet Aria”. I’m Rose, Rose Tyler.” She said as she took her hand.

welcome! What can I do for you?
Oh, hello! Would you mind telling me the year?
“Goodness, So many time-travelers todays!” She said cheerfully with a hint of playfulness. “The year is 2012.”

Hi there sweetie!
Aria waved at the girl and smiled, slightly confused. There was something so familiar about her, but she couldn’t put her finger on it. “Um…hi there! I was wondering if you might be able to tell me where I am….um…and the date might be nice too,” she said, rubbing the back of her head sheepishly, still trying to place the familiar figure in front of her.
She looked at the girl suspiciously “You must be a time traveler” She smiled sweetly remembering her days as being one. “Anyway, your in London, England. December 9th, 2012.”
