#justalonelytimelord

[pleasedontxchange]

"I didn't actually think you'd do it."

Send me "I didn't actually think you'd do it." for my character's mindset and reaction to having just shot yours.

She stared at his body as it hit the ground. Her hands holding the gun shook, but she didn't drop it. In fact, she didn't move at all for a very long time. She just stood there and stared.

She'd shot him. She'd shot the Doctor. She'd told him to stay back, to not come any closer to her, but… She hadn't meant to actually do it. How could she have done it? He had just been trying to help.

Finally, his words shook her from her thoughts and the gun fell to the floor. The moment it was out of her hands she sprinted forwards, dropping to her knees beside him.

"No…" She breathed, shaking her head, "I didn't mean to. I didn't-- I-- Doctor…"

[luchshiyjaeger]

                     [  ——  “Ah, Greetings, stranger."

[synmoshennikaa-blog]

               "Ah, greetings."

[motorheadhunter]

"Don’t stop…!"

[x]

               ”F-fuck, Doc, not planing on it,” Dean mumbled grabbing onto the Doctor tighter and just continuing on. “Like that?” he whispered as he dug his fingers into his back.

[motorheadhunter]

Not gunna lie, this is pretty creepy.

               Right, so this was fucked up. When Rose had told him about the blue box and the man that used it-was in it, whatever, Dean hadn't been so sure at all, but after an entire day of wandering through London, here it was. A blue box, randomly appearing in his path, the doors opening and then there was this guy... Was that a bowtie, really?

               "You've got to be shitting me, really, she wasn't lying. So I assume you're the Doctor, then? Nice bowtie, dude," he said cocking his gun nervously, his green eyes wide and unsure.