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House Of The Rising Sun (sneak peak)

"All sins are attempts to fill voids"

-Simone Weil.

The air is hot and dry when you step off the Tardis.  Warm air blew through the near empty street as you spun on the spot taking in the small town before you. It looked like something from the old west films your grandparents enjoyed so much. Tall wooden buildings and a dusty winding road. Some where, out in the distance, a bell rung. The sound bright in the air.

Your guitar hits your back as you jump off the small ledge the Tardis had landed on. The Doctor was close behind. Locking the Tardis doors and adjusting his jacket as he stepped away from her. It was insane that he could wear the same thing in just about any weather or climate.  Yet here you were with sweat already rolling off of you in shorts and a t shirt.

"Here we are! Home to the famous House Of The Rising Sun!" The Doctor exclaimed with a small flourish of his hands. You couldn't help but laugh.

"Like the song?" You asked falling into step next to the Doctor who shook his head.

"Oh hardly." He waved his hand before the small town the two of you were walking towards. "This place is brilliant! They have some of the best food and drinks this side of the galaxy." He threw his arm around your shoulders mindful of your guitar. "Some of the best music to." He winks and you shove your body against his.

"Oh I'll be the judge of that."

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Well. You did have to admit the food was great and the drinks. Oh the drinks were fantastic. Just this side of sweet with a hint of fizz. If you had to tell someone what the drink of the gods were the little purple drink in front of you would have to be it.

There was a wide range of people there. From species you have already met to people you couldn't have even began to dream of existing. The place the Doctor had brought to you was huge. At least three stories in height and made of stunning dark wood. 

In the center, where the two of you currently sat, was hundreds of tables. Each of them filled with people dining. To the right of you was what you assumed was a bar. Honestly you were a little too nervous to go up there by yourself and find out. Talking to new people had never been a strong suit of yours and especially not in a place as big as this.

Directly in front of you was a large stage. There were three microphones lined along the front of it and in the back had an assortment of both alien and familiar instruments. One that had caught your eye looked similar to your guitar. Almost as if another human from earth had come here. 

"Would you like another drink?" A soft voice asked next to you. It was the kind women that had been your server for most of the night. She, like many others, had two sets of arms. The bottom two were holding her notepad close to her chest. She took both yours and the Doctors empty glasses when you nodded your head.

The scent of flowers lingered when she left. A sweet and powdery scent that you couldn't help but wonder where she got it from. 

"Enjoying yourself?" The Doctor asked with a chuckle. Watching you as you looked about with wide eyes. Drinking in every sight the House had to offer. You looked back with a grin.

"Oh absolutely!" You pulled another fry from your dwindling plate. Well. It wasn't exactly like a fry made from potatoes but it was still starchy, carb filled, goodness.

"Good." He smiled and ate another jam filled treat. "Because what coming up next will blow your socks off." He furrowed his brows. "Not. Not literally though. Your socks will still be on." A pause. "I hope." You snorted a laugh and leaned back in your chair.

You hand found your guitar next to you. You had brought it with you because the two of you had planned to stay the night for the next day festivities and you didn't want to be board while waiting.

Your drinks came to you just as the lights went out. 

"Doctor?" You reached you hand out. To many mis-adventures had you waiting for any threats to come. You felt the Doctor lay his hand over yours.

"It's alright. The show's about to start." The show? A single spotlight fell onto the stage before you and landed on a man dressed in dark leather. You could hear your server chuckle from beside you. 

"This your first show sweetheart?" You looked to her and nodded your head. "Well then you are in for a treat.  Abiram doesn't perform very often." She looked at your guitar beside you and gave you a tooth filled smile. "Somethin' tells me you like him just fine." Her voice reminded you of a southern drawl.