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I'm so happy 'cause today I've found my friends ... They're in my ʜ̲ᴇ̲ᴀ̲ᴅ̲ ̲ {Indie DW RP blog for one of Clara's echoes; multiverse&&multiship; mun is underage; will RP with all fandoms} tracking--> #ofunsoundmxnd M!A status: None; accepting

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[distantcaelus]

        ❝—Huff.                 Fine. You’re such a spoil-sport.❞

[ofunsoundmxnd]

    "'m not bein' a spoil-sport.             Y're trespassin'."

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[distantcaelus]

        ❝—I know.                    Grass is incredibly comfortable.❞

[ofunsoundmxnd]

     "Please,             get off m' lawn--now."

[ofunsoundmxnd]

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distantcaelus

parallelpaths

    "Not ta be rude, but y're on m' lawn."

[ofunsoundmxnd]

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[decayingtimelord]

      Nothing. There is no response to his name and though he is simply crestfallen by it, he picks himself back up and allows her words to sink in. So, she’s on pills? He wonders why pills wouldn’t allow someone to eat, but he doesn’t question it and truthfully he’s doubtful she’d have ever gotten whatever he would promise her. If she was easily frightened before, he believes she’ll be easily frightened again after he takes her to his TARDIS. He makes a mental note to lock the doors.

     ”Well, then the jumper it is.       I’m sure we’ll find one that’ll do.”

     A warm smile, or at least what he hopes to be warm comes across his face. He’s not felt any genuine warmth for a good century now, if more than that. Then he takes her hand lightly, shaking it, then doing something he supposes could be conceived as both kindness and flirtation and kisses the top of it. Truly he’s gotten much better at controlling women this way.

[ofunsoundmxnd]

    Kailey's grinning now in a semi-happy way (because honestly, who's truly happy anymore?) because he's actually nice enough to take time out of his day to help a stranger.  Her fingers run across the stitches again before she realizes what she's doing.  Dropping her hand, she squeezes it closed, half moons marking the flesh of her palm, and she knows that it will leave a mark, a reminder to stop doing it.

    "Thank y'.  Honestly."

    Of course, when he kisses her hand, she's surprised.  God, it's been forever since somebody has done that-well, unless you count-.  She shook her head to brush the memories out and she's hoping he doesn't take the simple shake as a negative response.  Pale cheeks flush a light pink in an embarrassed manner as a nervous giggle escapes her and she slaps a hand over her mouth before looking up at him.

[ofunsoundmxnd]

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[thedirectorishere-deactivated20]

"Are you alright, love?"

[ofunsoundmxnd]

    "Yeah, jus' a little spooked."

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[decayingtimelord]

     Who is he supposed to say he is? Perhaps just take out the papers, allow her to read whatever she wishes. Maybe he’s John Smith again. No, that wouldn’t do, not for her. Today he is the Doctor and he hardly feels like changing his name around. He’s about to say who he is, but he notices that she isn’t quite there    now to the normal person, perhaps it isn’t as apparent, but he knows this look because he’s had it before. He wonders, briefly, what kind of tribulations this girl has gone through. Then, attempting to flatter himself, he wonders if any of the reasons are because of him and knowing she has to save him at some point in time. Maybe not now, but eventually. It’s hard to suppress a smirk, but she snaps back and smiles and there’s something strange about that. Perhaps she is the insane one. 

     ”I’m the Doctor, but are you sure you’re alright?       Maybe you could come with me and I could get       you a proper jumper and food or something?”

     He only says the name because of the fact that he is very certain it will cause some sort of mental damage or kick-start something in her. Of course he skips over it, acting like his name isn’t important at all.

[ofunsoundmxnd]

    Muddy brown eyes close as she thinks about his name.  No more doctors, please. I'm tired of them. (Dᴏᴄᴛᴏʀ) The voices know him-no, they admire him as if he's a god.  She can't think because they are going into a cacophony of noise, shouting and yelling and-no, she's going to make them be quiet to save her the trouble of a headache. Running a hand through her hair, Kailey shakes her head at his offer before speaking again.

    "Th' pills won't let me eat.     Th' jumper would be lovely, though."

    It's a bit cryptic, yes, but it's true.  A sincere smile plays on the corners of her lips as she extends a hand in an attempt to be civil and seemingly not so psychotic.

[itsjustmeshaylin]

[ofunsoundmxnd]

    Double stuffed Oreos jus' sound really amazing right now.  Buy me some.

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[doctorchambers-deactivated20150]

     "Hi, I’m just passing through! Sorry to scare you."

[ofunsoundmxnd]

    "No, no.  It's m' fault.  I was daydreamin', an' y' jus' startled me."

[ofunsoundmxnd]

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    Wha' th'--?!

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[decayingtimelord]

         The fact that she doesn’t make much eye contact with him makes him feel somewhat strange, but also helps him associate her away from Clara. There is something wrong with this one. Whereas all of the others he’d met were somewhat sassy, had a confident air to them, she seems distressed. For the first time he notices the scratches on her face, and the worried expression on his face persists.

          “Are you sure about that?                Listen, what’s your name?”

[ofunsoundmxnd]

    "Kailey.  Y'?"

    She's beginning to feel a bit uncomfortable right now, jacket around her like a security blanket, and for a moment, she's starting to feel like she's back at Woodland, being interrogated by the white coated doctors.  Kailey inhales sharply at the memory before snapping back into reality, smiling at the lanky man, angular arms wrapping around her middle and she knows they are laughing at her.

    "Sorry."

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[sanguinecure-deactivated2014070]

"Please!?"

[ofunsoundmxnd]

    "--I was kiddin'."

[ofunsoundmxnd]

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put a guys head between your legs

[biademattia-deactivated20170811]

finding beauty in negative spaces | via Tumblr on We Heart It.

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[decayingtimelord]

      “Well that is what I said.”

     He watches the shiver, and her eyes seem too innocent. Apparently he’s run into an echo and he has the sense to be sure not to mention Clara at all to the girl. Though he is normally somewhat turned on by the fear of others, he feels as though he should take his time with this one. His lips press together into a thin line and his brow shifts to allow worry to show over his face. But he isn’t truly worried, just curious.

      “I was just joking, anyways. I’m not going to        hurt you or anything. You look cold, are you        okay?”

[ofunsoundmxnd]

   Her eyes flick down to her shoes as thin digits run absentmindedly over the stitched scratches on the side of her face (which, in reality, will be ripped out by tomorrow) before looking back up to the tall man, a faint smile on pale lips. Kailey shakes her head 'no' almost too quickly, chewing on the inside of her cheek.

   "N-no.     I should be fine."