"I bought a goat."
"You… bought a goat? Why did you buy a goat?" Martin asked confused.

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"I bought a goat."
"You… bought a goat? Why did you buy a goat?" Martin asked confused.
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Clara, by all means, did not expect such a blunt movement towards her coming from someone who she could only thought to be another alien in this world where the Doctor brought her. Despite of his human features, there was something about him that made her think he was nothing like her.
His touch was unexampled and chivalrous, unique in a way she had never experienced before. Not only his hands who rested exactly on the right place to indeed cause a reaction from her were wondrous, but his mouth… His mouth was a wanton heaven at the same time it was gentle as it needed to be. Her fingers tangled in his hair before he pulled back and started to walk away. Oh no. He had no right. You don’t give someone a sample of something so meritorious and then take it away. It wasn’t righteous in any way.
Her gaze met his and a smirk crossed her mouth, feeling almost too hypnotized by everything about that man. She walked towards him, which wasn’t that easy, considering the crowd, but soon Clara found herself close of him in a more reserved place for talking. “I wasn’t aware that this was the way of greeting people here in Akhaten” the smirk was still on her lips as she spoke.
A chuckle escaped from his throat, and his lips curled up conspiratorially. "I would be careful using it as such here, actually, given that it is deemed wildly inappropriate and is as like to see you hanged as not. Unless, of course, you're into that sort of thing…" Loki waved away the thought with a hand and refocused on the girl, eyes narrowing as he looked her over—possibly the only action thus far he'd not made blatantly suggestive sheerly for the entertainment value. "I believe custom actually involves a rather convoluted series of gestures I don't care to bother with, given that they are disagreeable to my culture and you are for all appearances Midgardian anyway."
Loki left just enough of a lilt in his tone that the last part hinted at a question he'd not directly phrase. Better to feed conversation topics, he knew, than give away one's curiosities and reveal their hand. Subtlety was key.
"Are you enjoying the celebration? I do so love a good party, even if the music isn't quite to my taste. A bit too droning for me, if I'm honest, but I believe there's a saying about beggars and choosers."
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The girl sang with the winds of Yggdrasil, even though no hint of magic had ever flowed through her veins. Not a mage, no… but something. The strings of progression were twisted and tangled where they threaded through her, the natural order canted out of balance, and he’d always had a weakness for anomalies.
Loki ducked his head and pulled her into a kiss with neither introduction nor preamble, little more than a rather ostentatious column hiding them from view of the gala. One hand tilted her chin up towards him in a mockery of a caress, and the other settled at the curve of her spine in an iron grip belying his strength as he coaxed out a reaction. As abruptly as he’d appeared, though, he backed away again and wove his way into the bustling crowd.
He gazed back toward her from across the room, mischief glinting in a look that dared her to make a move as he ran his tongue across his lips and tasted the tingling displacement that lingered there. The girl was more than human, and Loki had every intention of learning just how much more.
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Sephena was chilling on the sofa in the mainroom of her Tardis, on Edgars chest, she is glad that he came back for her, she was half sleeping she saw a girl popping in her Tardis, she had heard of her, the imposible girl who helped the doctor, but now she saw her for real
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"So let me get this straight. You're a Time Traveler who's come to Storybrooke to warn me about a boy who's going to ruin my life?" The boy raised a brow at the girl on the other side of the counter, shaking his head. "...Ma'am, I know that the love life of a teenager can be dangerous but...this is pushing it just a tad."
⌈⚜⌋ —- ❝Watcha gonna do with a telephone booth in the woods, darlin'?❞
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"So, you're a teacher? Why would you choose to visit Beacon Hills?"