The Doctor beamed. “ I’m your cheeky bastard, and don’t pretend you don’t love it. “ Throwing the ship into space, the usual turbulance taking place before they finally landed. Still beaming, the Doctor threw open the doors and walked out and into the warm sea breeze. “Smell that air, isn’t is brilliant?” He remarked, holding open the door for his fiance before he walked out towards the edge of the embankment. “Yeah, not long till tide comes in.” He looked back towards Khan and beamed, his hands slipping in his pockets as he trotted back towards him. As the waves grew in size and began to splash further onto the shore, and fainted roaring could be heard in the distance. “ Stand by the TARDIS with me just a moment, initial impact can be rough for a first timer. “
Standing within the TARDIS’s force fields, the roaring grew closer, and soon a massive wall of water was coming towards them. The Doctor calmly watched as the massive wave hit, consuming the land they had just been standing on in yards of water. The levels only increased, slowly rising and after a few minutes, the waves calmed. Patches of brightly coloured fish began to swim into the area, reveling in the new space. The Doctor beamed at his companion again, stepping out of the force field and into the water around them. Though his hair and clothes took on a floating characteristic of being underwater, he seemed unphases aside from that. “Brilliant, isn’t is?” He asked, his voice slightly muffled in the water, tiny fish swimming about him. He walked back through the force field, his hair and clothes perfectly dry. “That’s the surprise. We can roam underwater and still breath comfortably. Clothes won’t even be wet when we get back, not sure exactly how, something about its molecular structure, but, well… ” His gaze wandered the now blue sky, admiring the aquatic life that began to flow in from the sea. he seemed almost hesitant to speak again, and while he glanced at the Augment, he couldn’t bring himself to hold his gaze. “How’d you like it?” He finally asked, a sense of worry in his voice, despite how casual he tried to appear.