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" Let me have my moment of not knowing something for once, blimey, this never happens. It's such a rare occasion!" The Doctor really shouldn't be excited about being in the dark about something, but hey! First time for everything!
Was—someone talking? It sounded like a man, but—he was arguing with someone, who wasn’t answering. Curiosity again was getting the better of Grace, so using her ghostly powers—she opened the door to the police box. What was inside was a total shock to the spectre, her dark hues growing wide and her lips parting in a surprised ‘o’ shape. The space inside was so much larger, machines and lights humming and flickering like something out of an old sci-fi movie. The ghost couldn’t help but step in, not even noticing the man. “Woah…”
His eyes averted to the swinging of the doors opening, half expecting Clara to just waltz in with God knows what in her hands. Last time she brought a Turkey that-- ...that's still in the time vortex underneath the main console cooking away. Poor thing must've been nothing but ash by now. With his heels clicking against the metal archway connecting the middle towards the doors, he shut them closed and locked it with the key that dangled from his neck. " Now you're just adding onto things! If you would've just listened to me moments before you started getting all hissy fissy, we wouldn't be--" Was that a voice? No, that's impossible, the one time the TARDIS could talk, she didn't sound anything like that, and she definitely didn't just say " Whoa" either. Removing the screwdriver from his coat pocket, the illusive green light suddenly started to illuminate from the tip while he moved it around by spinning upon is heels. " That wasn't you that opened the doors, was it?"
she’s just looking at him, seeing how he just talked himself in get- ting a cellphone and talking him- self out of it.
" What? What is it?" Okay, maybe he kinda forgot about Clara standing there since she was all quiet, which was pretty rare for her entirelly. " I swear I'm not that insane, maybe just a little mad."
favorite character meme: three emotions ↳ eleven + happiness
"—What in the world…?" Why—and someone please tell her why—was there a big, blue box, resting in her field? The ghost’s brows furrowed, and because Grace was so full of curiosity even in death, she drifted towards the odd thing, blue hues narrowed and sunlight bathing through her translucent body. Where had it come from?
" Oh, will you just quiet down and calm down instead of pitching a hissy fit! It's like I'm dealing with a two year old in here--" As if being insulted the TARDIS actually suddenly gave the inside of it's control room a quick jerking like movement, causing the Doctor to grip upon the handle bars as tight as he could. " Stop acting your room size and start acting your age, you're older than I am! There's no need for any of this!" Cue the iconic groaning, creaking sound of the TARDIS' breaks activating, ceasing all movement to a complete halt. "..Now the silent treatment, huh? You're the one that started this! Not me! We might as well just turn right around and go back to the last galaxy we came from.,"
"Well excuse me, I had a list of well thought out suggestions, and you happened to pick the one that almost got us burned at the stake!”
" Burned at the stake here would be a miracle compared to the things they'll do to us if we get caught--And those suggestions were rubbish! One of them was to meet Genghis Khan! His welcoming party is a blast though, I tell you that.." "...Till they start chomping off limbs of course. It's kinda hard to run without a foot."
I still do not get how you are the most feared thing in the cosmos. I've killed many Time Lords, across MANY dimensions. I could kill you here, right where you stand along with that little blue box you travel around in and whomever you have stowed away inside. You do not deserve the reputation you have been given, Doctor.
Oh, this just seemed like an echo to the alien-- words that were spoken to him long ago that just now came back into focus, albeit few words different here and there, but it all came down to what the words were SAYING, didn't it? How the words sought havoc along the planets, maybe that is why for each planet he came upon, for each person he met, for each life he had saved, the echo just became stronger, and stronger. Lifting his gaze up towards the other that was cast behind a veil of anonymity, his thumbs rested against the underside of his chin, the other digits spread out underneath, pointing towards the other. " I don't deserve any of the recognition I have been given, nor the kind words that have been spoken of me. I have traveled the entirety of space and time nearly within in my lifetime, and all I have brought upon the kind, living souls within the universe is more chaos, even when I thought I was doing good. Amy, Rory...I thought, for once, I had done something good. They were the goodness that I was hoping to leave behind in my footsteps." " But don't you dare, DON'T YOU DARE think of yourself highly like that just because of a few killings. You may have killed a few Time Lords..But, I killed them all."
" I really p r o b a b l y Should invest in one of those cellphone things. There's nothin' wrong with the ole' gal's phone, believe me, I love that thing to death. The sprawling chord, the way it looks-- Who needs stupid touch screen phones that bend anyways."
“ I am definitely a mad man with a box”
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“—now, what’s a handsome man doing skulking around in the dark? You looking for something, baby?”
" Oh, the dark has my name written all over it-- along with any shiny big red button too, 'course those situations don't really work in my favor." The Doctor WAS used to being flirted with in this sort of way, but he tried so hard to not let it go ahead and put another notch in his already gigantic ego. Combing his fingertips through the front of his longer strands of his hair and slicking them back after giving his suspenders a small tug and pull to give it the ole' whack and smack, his lips graced the other with a bright, oddly too big smile. " Actually, I'm looking for a way out of this place.~"
" Go to the Holy Crusades, she said." " It'll be fun, she said."
