madxman
xfromgallifrey
justalonelymonster
bethedrunkgiraffe
olraggedy
The noises outside were like music. Like the music her mum listened to, they faded in and out into a transition. Some notes loud, some soft and faint, barely audible to her ears. She should have been afraid, she figured. Really, properly scared. And she was, in a way, of what came next. There was something louder and brighter inside her head, though. Pride, maybe.
Or maybe it was something else. She wasn't quite sure. All she was sure of was the voices of the Daleks, one by one they were screaming. The Doctor had left merely moments ago, and they were safe. Knowing she could save them, well that was enough. The explosions were swallowing them all whole, and with it the Asylum went as well. And so would she.
"Chin boy?" Or, that was how it was supposed to be. That had been the plan, at least. What was he doing? "Oi! What d'ya think you're doin'? Run!"
