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Put a âââ in my inbox for my muse being thrown into a jail-cell with yours.
That was an unfortunate turn of events, for the Doctor and that still to-him-unknown woman he just met. The Doctor glanced at her once they were locked, maybe for a moment longer than he should. He normally wouldnât do something as rude as staring, but she...
She reminded him of Jo, a bit. But more wild, perhaps. Older, certainly.
âI apologize for the... gloomy circumstances of our first time meeting, miss. But fear not, I will set us free in no time. We just need to wait until the perfect moment, yes?â








