Rory williams ;

Nurse at Coal Hill Secondary. I clean up sick and wipe away bogies for a living.

[theprettywan-blog]

chrosetyler:

For a moment, Rose reached up and straightened out bits of the wig as it rested onto Rory’s head. “Is that why she moved from Scotland? Too much Amy in one place can be a dangerous thing?” Rose sat back and brought both of her brows up as she smiled; clearly letting Rory know she was teasing. “And no, I don’t think Coal Hill can handle anymore red heads. Big personalities, ain’t they?” She laughed, before giving his last question some thought and consideration. “Mm, maybe ‘the bride of Frankenstein’? ‘Course, not without the freaky beehive, I think I might go a bit more… classy. What d’you think?”

Snoring his amusement, Rory nodded at that. The real reason was of course much more boring than that, from what he recalled -- parents, and aunts, and job relocations, but he liked Rose’s conclusion better. “Could be, yeah.” He nodded again, in response to her question. Big personalities, that they were. And while at times it could be... terrifying, he found (when it came to Amy, at least) all that attitude was endearing. In a way. “Classy bride of Frankenstein.” He leaned back, considering it. “I think you’d be great.” He had no doubt she had the creativity to bring it all together successfully.

[theprettywan-blog]

sunflowersinhistory:

The horrified expression on Amy’s face slowly slipped away into one of amusement as she watched it slowly click on Rory’s face. “Now you’re gettin’ it.” She rolled her eyes, and shook her head with a very bad attempt at hiding a smile that was admittedly typically reserved for Rory. “Yeah, don’t come crying to me when you’ve found yourself with a cold.” 

“Yeah,” he said, running his hands through his hair again, this time with more purpose. “Not really a cold I’m worried about.” He got the flu vaccine every year, it was in his contract. School nurse spreading a case of lice however -- that would be a bit harder to explain. Still, he rolled his eyes in attempted annoyance, because why did Amy always have to be so... right? “Still think it would have been good. Guess I’ll just have to go with the old standby.”

[coalhillstudents]

[theprettywan-blog]

coalhillstudents:

@theprettywan

The ‘treat’ was a bit of head scratcher. And after reading the note three times he still... had no idea what to make of it all. Giving the bag of unwashed nuts a dubious look, he pushed the bag to the side with his index finger and focused his attention instead on the bag of sweets as he stared at the bag of cotton balls. 

Now that he thought about it, he had been running out faster than usual, and he was fairly certain he knew who the culprit was. 

“Okay,” he said, drawing out the vowels and popping another sweet into his mouth. “Good, that’s... good.”

[coalhillstudents]

[theprettywan-blog]

coalhillstudents:

@theprettywan

“Oh no, not again --” Rory exclaimed, footsteps stuttering as she stepped into what used to be a very tidy infirmary. “Every year!” With a sigh, Rory resigned himself to cleaning up the mess (thankful the fake blood, at least, was in bottles), hoping if whoever was responsible happened to stop by and check out their handiwork, they’d at least offer him a hand. 

[tinmickey-blog]

What would you name a tin dog?

[theprettywan-blog]

tinmickey:

Asking for a friend.

Tin dog? Is it at least robotic?

[chrosetyler-blog]

Attention fellow staffers;

[theprettywan-blog]

chrosetyler:

I figured it’d be good as any to let you all know on the blogs that we’re serving a lot of leftovers in the canteen this next week. So… unless you really like that spaghetti or the mashed peas, then I suggest you get something from somewhere else until the weeks up.

Suppose thanks are in order, for the heads up. Big fan of Italian, but all things considered I’d skip the mashed peas every time. Bagged lunch is probably healthier anyway. Non-mashed greens. Somebody’s got to set an example. Who better than school nurse?

[chrosetyler-blog]

Rose took the wig and let out a laugh at his suggestion. “Not that having an army of Amys wouldn’t be fun-but ah…” she leaned in and gave Rory a small head shake as she scrunched up her nose, “I don’t have the legs.” Laughing again, she smoothed out the wig and looked it over before leaning to place it back onto Rory’s head. “Besides, red’s a much better colour on you than it is on me.”

[theprettywan-blog]

Bowing his head slightly, Rory laughed along with her. Truth be told, as far as Rory was concerned nobody could really hold a candle to Amy, regardless of the length of their legs, but he wasn’t blind. She was plenty gorgeous, but as Rose said herself, she was no Amy. None of them were. But the look on her face before she started slapping people might have been worth it anyway. “Probably for the best anyway, not sure London could handle more than one Amy.” He made a face, shaking his head slightly, “I think we’re both better off the way we are. I mean think about it. Do you really think Coal Hill can handle another Ginge?” Still, he chuckled, playing with the ends of his wig. “So what are you thinking for Halloween then? Not an Amy, we’ve established that much.”

[sunflowersinhistory]

“Rory! You took that off a kid in the infirmary, and then put it on?” She gasped, horrified as she looked back at the wig with her nose scrunched before whipping her head back to Rory. At the mention of John, she rolled her eyes before realizing he was right. Who knew what the two of them would have come up with on their own with a ginger wig to play around with. “I don’t even want to think about that.” 

[theprettywan-blog]

Brows furrowed, it took Rory a hot second to get where Amy was going with her comment, but once he did his eyebrows shot up. Amy probably had a point. He scratched the back of his head, a bit bashful. Wouldn’t that be his luck? Wind up with lice all in the name of a very lame joke. “Yes, well, not like that! He had a runny nose.” From what he could recall, anyway. He probably wouldn’t mention that to Amy. Instead he pointed a finger at her, that stupid smile back on his lips. “See, definitely could have been worse.”

[captaincoalhill-blog]

“So what’s this I hear about new people?”

Dumping a load of books on the staff room table, Jack headed towards the coffee machine…

Only to find that it was still broken. Or had been broken again. Staring at the blasted thing, he scowled for a second before grabbing an envelope. “Alright, guys. This is the ‘Buy Coal Hill an Expresso Machine That Actually Works’ fund. Start passing it around.”

[theprettywan-blog]

Sipping his tea, Rory’s eyebrows shot up when Jack dumped his books on the table, and made his way towards the.... still broken coffee machine. 

“They’re invading?” he shrugged, sometimes he felt so removed from the rest of the staff, in the infirmary, he wasn’t sure which faces were new and which he simply hadn’t seen in a while. Reaching into his back pocket to grab his wallet, he pulled out a tenner and handed it to Jack. “Why not? Might be the afternoon jolt I’ve been missing.”

[sunflowersinhistory]

Amy held the wig up, staring between it and Rory with her nose wrinkled before rolling her eyes at his reply. “Yeah, thank you. Figured that much out myself.” She retorted, tossing the wig on the nearest chair in the lounge. “What I don’t get, is what you’re doing with it.” She said pointedly, raising an expectant eyebrow at him, trying (and failing) not to smile back at him when she looked back at him and saw his stupid little grin. 

[theprettywan-blog]

His eyes followed the wig as it flew towards, and then landed, on the chair before moving back to land on Amy. “Nicked it off a kid in the infirmary,” he shrugged, the hint of a grin still tugging at the corner of his lips. “Thought it might be good for a laugh,” and he’d been right, but he didn’t dare say that out loud, he still valued his life. “Admittedly not one of my better looks,” of the two of them, she was by far the prettier ginge. “You’re just lucky John didn’t find me first.”

[chrosetyler-blog]

“If she knows what’s good for her, she wouldn’t!” Rose replied, giving Rory a warm smile. “You’re too kind, you know.” She paused and moved to sit in front of him. “Not that that’s a bad thing, I think it’s endearing. Amy would be very lucky to have you…” she whispered, making it clear no one else could hear their conversation. Gently, Rose reached for the wig. “May I?”

[theprettywan-blog]

He smiled genuinely at that. Though he still firmly believed he would be the lucky one to have her. But he didn’t say as much, instead shrugging a bit bashfully. Still, he did managed an equally quiet, "Yeah, thanks.” He fiddled with the wig in his hands for a few moments before handing it over. “Sure, why not?” And then, jokingly, “You could always go Amy too. We could build an Army of Amys.” Wouldn’t that be something?

[msdonnanobleteacher-blog]

Donna pursed her lips, head cocked, “John? Hmmmmm,” she pondered, “No. Better not! He’s always wanted to be ginger, can’t tell me otherwise, we’d never get the bloody thing off his head!” she feigned shock at the idea and then smiled warmly at Rory.

“A bloke like yourself is too handsome to be pretty,” she teased him with a slight wave of her hand, “but with a few adjustments, I bet we could turn that wig into a simply wizard ‘80′s hair metal wig. Now that would be somethin’!” 

[theprettywan-blog]

Rory let out a short huff of laughter. John did make a habit of getting overly attached to silly headwear.  His head tilted to the side as he contemplated the statement. “Yeah, but between Amy and River it wouldn’t last a week.” Maybe even less if Clara started teasing him as well. 

With another pause, Rory’s eyebrows furrowed slightly. He hadn’t really been vying for a compliment when he’d called John pretty. Though of the two of them he still reckoned John would pull off the feminine look best. A bit naturally awkward taking compliments, Rory decided to focus on her next statement. “Oh,” he drew the word out, shaking his head, and shrugged, “I had a rat tail in secondary. Think that probably filled my quota for bad hairdos for my entire life.”

[msdonnanobleteacher-blog]

“I haven’t decided yet myself, but Centurion eh?” she gave him a thoughtful smile, she could see that. It was the next bit that surprised her!

She laughed, “Oi! Have a bit of a death wish there, Mate? Though, your hair is on pointe I must say! I rather like it. Quite fetching.”

[theprettywan-blog]

“It’s my go to,” he shrugged, not bothering to mention it was Amy’s go to for him. Not that he minded. Really, where was the bad in being called the ‘Hot Italian’, even just for the night. 

“I do make it work,” he agreed, fiddling with the ends of the ginger wig, and perhaps feeling a bit foolish as the time passed by. “Might pass off the idea to John. He’d probably look prettier.” 

[sunflowersinhistory]

Amy’s mouth fell open in shock when she saw Rory’s wig, and without even hearing all of what he’d said outside of ‘Amy’ she marched over and tugged the wig off his head. 

“What is that!?” 

[theprettywan-blog]

Rory probably should have seen Amy coming. Heard, if not seen. And yet he appeared totally bewildered when she yanked the wig off his head. (Starting to get what John must feel like when his funny hats were ripped off in a similar fashion. And not liking it.) Briefly, of course. Ever the straight man he was quick to recover. Which was good, consider the last person he wanted to make a fool of himself in front of was Amy. 

Even if she’d probably seen him at his worst more times than he’d like to count. 

“It’s a wig,” he deadpanned, managing a cheeky grin.

[chrosetyler-blog]

Rose let out a laugh before bringing her hand up to cover her mouth. “I don’t think I’ve ever properly talked to Amy yet but…” she bit her bottom lip, “You might be a dead man for saying that.” She paused, “you’d make a brilliant Centurion though.”

[theprettywan-blog]

“Nah, Amy wouldn’t kill her Centurion...” he paused, head tilted to the side as he reconsidered his statement. “Yeah,” he nodded, drawing the word out, “she totally would. Oh well,” he plucked the wig off his head, regarding it with the slightest frown on his face. “Probably for the best. Nicked it off a student in the infirmary.” 

[theprettywan-blog]

“So, have you got any plans for Halloween? I usually do Centurion, but I’m thinking I might try spooky this year, and go as Amy. Thoughts?”

[queensarrow]