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makemeasong) wrote2022-10-06 09:48 am
makemeasong) wrote2022-10-06 09:48 am
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[ Continuing to help Clara carefully over to the ice, the Doctor keeps an arm around her waist, wanting to make sure there's no chance she can fall over and hurt herself before they even make it there. ]
For a bit, yeah. I'd stayed on Earth before, for much longer, of course, though that was another lifetime and a different face. I was exiled then.
For a bit, yeah. I'd stayed on Earth before, for much longer, of course, though that was another lifetime and a different face. I was exiled then.
Is that the name of your weapon, or is that the type of sword it is?
also, that isn't my actual question, so now I have two.
also, that isn't my actual question, so now I have two.
[ Once the skates come into contact with the ice she relaxes a little, able to finally hold her own. She does reach for his hand though, and of course, full of questions. ]
Exiled? What for? Cooked the wrong thing for the wrong person? Told a particularly bad pun?
[ Sometimes it's easier to get things out of him if she's light about it, almost teasing. Well, completely teasing. ]
Exiled? What for? Cooked the wrong thing for the wrong person? Told a particularly bad pun?
[ Sometimes it's easier to get things out of him if she's light about it, almost teasing. Well, completely teasing. ]
[ He could tell her easily and in fact, he'd be more likely to tell Clara than he would most people. But something makes him hesitate a moment longer; not because it's Clara, but because he's him, the Doctor, the man of secrets. Though, this particular secret isn't really a secret at all. More of a mystery, perhaps, and nothing that he feels he can't tell.
He'd like to keep her guessing a moment or two longer, though. So, he makes a face like he's pretending to laugh, rolling his eyes a bit, starting to slowly circle around the ice with her. ]
Would you exile me for a bad pun? Bet you would. You're ruthless, Clara Oswald. Besides, I never tell a bad pun!
He'd like to keep her guessing a moment or two longer, though. So, he makes a face like he's pretending to laugh, rolling his eyes a bit, starting to slowly circle around the ice with her. ]
Would you exile me for a bad pun? Bet you would. You're ruthless, Clara Oswald. Besides, I never tell a bad pun!
[ Because the Doctor refers to his TARDIS very often as 'her' and the ship itself has made it known her opinion on Clara, she hardly blinks at the confirmation. ]
Which of you is magic? Or are you both?
Which of you is magic? Or are you both?
[ She always thinks it's fifty-fifty with the Doctor, sometimes he'll tell her the truth, and other times she can tell he's putting it off. Sometimes she pries because it feels like she can, but most of the time she doesn't—especially if it has to do with Gallifrey or his family.
For now, she laughs and manages to skate a circle around him. ]
'Course I would. But you're right, your puns are pretty spot on. Let's see...you did steal a TARDIS and I'm not that sure when. Was that why?
For now, she laughs and manages to skate a circle around him. ]
'Course I would. But you're right, your puns are pretty spot on. Let's see...you did steal a TARDIS and I'm not that sure when. Was that why?
Never met an exorcist before. Guess it's not magic then.
This place with all of its ghosts seemingly everywhere we go, does it take a toll on you?
[ She does care about him, even if they aren't friends. ]
This place with all of its ghosts seemingly everywhere we go, does it take a toll on you?
[ She does care about him, even if they aren't friends. ]
And you don't stop paying attention?
[ She assumes, because he seems to have honor and stubbornness. ]
[ She assumes, because he seems to have honor and stubbornness. ]
I understand.
Thanks for answering, that was nosy of me.
Thanks for answering, that was nosy of me.
Nor will it in the future. I try to have manners when I'm not fleeing for my life.
[ He makes a blerp-buzz sound under his breath, quite exaggerated just for dramatic effect. Of course, that time of his life when he was exiled was actually quite serious and devastating to him. The memory of it is troubling, to say the least, though it would be hard to discern that from his carefree, even jovial demeanor. ]
Oh, I would have liked to see them try.
Well-I suppose they did.
One more guess, eh, come on? Make it a good one, Clara!
[ As she circles around him, he reaches out to try and grab her wrist lightly, intending to tug her close and spin with her. ]
Oh, I would have liked to see them try.
Well-I suppose they did.
One more guess, eh, come on? Make it a good one, Clara!
[ As she circles around him, he reaches out to try and grab her wrist lightly, intending to tug her close and spin with her. ]
[ The spin feels shaky but with his hand around her, she doesn't think she'll fall. She doesn't want to guess something awful because they're having a nice, light time and she isn't completely sure he wants her to guess the right answer. ]
Hmm, you ran away with someone important and never looked back. Your M.O., I'm sticking with it.
[ She spins with him again, this time less shakey and more confident. ]
Hmm, you ran away with someone important and never looked back. Your M.O., I'm sticking with it.
[ She spins with him again, this time less shakey and more confident. ]
[ That's not entirely correct either, but she's right in thinking that the fun is in the guessing, and he'll leave it where it's at. ]
You do know me, don't you?
[ The second spin feels just as exhilarating and he's laughing with joy and playfulness as they move in a circle together. ]
You do know me, don't you?
[ The second spin feels just as exhilarating and he's laughing with joy and playfulness as they move in a circle together. ]
'Course I do. Not better than anyone, but I like to think I'd make it to the final round.
[ She says this with a smile, then moves so that he can twirl her in a circle. He didn't actually say yes or no, but Clara's happy to let it go when he's smiling and happy. How many times will she have this before she leaves this place? She'd rather soak up good moments when they can and not cause sad ones. ]
What about me? How well do you know Clara Oswald?
[ She says this with a smile, then moves so that he can twirl her in a circle. He didn't actually say yes or no, but Clara's happy to let it go when he's smiling and happy. How many times will she have this before she leaves this place? She'd rather soak up good moments when they can and not cause sad ones. ]
What about me? How well do you know Clara Oswald?
You might, you just might. Near abouts.
[ He enjoys the spin with her, feeling exhilarated all over again as they move about in a circle. ]
Oh, I know everything about you.
[ Quite the boast, of course. ]
Where would I start? Ask me anything!
[ He enjoys the spin with her, feeling exhilarated all over again as they move about in a circle. ]
Oh, I know everything about you.
[ Quite the boast, of course. ]
Where would I start? Ask me anything!
Oh, everything?
[ She asks that with a laugh, and then ridiculously tries to twirl him, but she's too short—which is why it's hilarious. ]
Alright then, clever boy, what's my middle name?
[ A trick: she doesn't have one. And maybe she already knows he'll (probably) know this. Maybe. It's a toss-up sometimes on what the man knows and what he doesn't. Although he didstalk track her through her life, who knows what he knows. He's also a snoop. For all she knows, he's seen her long-form birth certificate. ]
[ She asks that with a laugh, and then ridiculously tries to twirl him, but she's too short—which is why it's hilarious. ]
Alright then, clever boy, what's my middle name?
[ A trick: she doesn't have one. And maybe she already knows he'll (probably) know this. Maybe. It's a toss-up sometimes on what the man knows and what he doesn't. Although he did
[ Ah, but little does she know that even if he doesn't really know the answer, he'll have fun guessing and pretending to know, regardless.
When she calls him clever boy, though, for a moment he feels his hearts ache and flutter. She's only ever said it when she's dying and for a moment, those painful memories flash in his mind and he just holds tighter to her hands. But this is a better memory, a far better one. A remembrance of those words while she's right in front of him, perfectly healthy, happy, whole. ]
Bedelia, of course! Clara Bedelia Oswald
When she calls him clever boy, though, for a moment he feels his hearts ache and flutter. She's only ever said it when she's dying and for a moment, those painful memories flash in his mind and he just holds tighter to her hands. But this is a better memory, a far better one. A remembrance of those words while she's right in front of him, perfectly healthy, happy, whole. ]
Bedelia, of course! Clara Bedelia Oswald
How did you know?
[ For some reason, the name gets her, and she laughs loudly, squeezing his hands because she assumes he was only doing so to keep her steady. ]
Guess again, since you were generous enough to give me more than one try.
[ For some reason, the name gets her, and she laughs loudly, squeezing his hands because she assumes he was only doing so to keep her steady. ]
Guess again, since you were generous enough to give me more than one try.
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