strikingxtwelve
"Doctor? Doctor are you in here? Is hiding and sulking somewhere going to be a thing now, just so I'm aware?"

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strikingxtwelve
"Doctor? Doctor are you in here? Is hiding and sulking somewhere going to be a thing now, just so I'm aware?"
"The old hoot is thinking at this time."
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The Doctor stepped out of his TARDIS, the days were getting fewer and further in between as to when Clara traveled with him. Dates and whatnot, getting on with her life. Of course she wouldn’t want to stay after he regenerated, why should she? He went from looking like he was barely in his thirties to a fifty plus year old man. She was young, pretty..like so many other companions he had over the years. There were only a few that successfully stayed..Sarah Jane, Peri, Rose..ah Rose. All of them dead, it had been over a thousand years since his eyes had first seen his pink and yellow human. He had often times over the years wondered if she had a good life, a life he could never give her.
Finished contemplating his fate he took in his surrounding and frowned. “What’s this then?” He whispered to himself and whipped out his sonic screwdriver. “Oh, aren’t you a beauty..but, what are you doing here, more importantly though, what are you?” He scanned the wolf and frowned.
The Wolf stared at the man, struggling as something about him nagged at her. ~I am the Void Wolf ~ Her eyes narrowed, because of his energy, he should be able to hear her, where most couldn't.
~Your face is stupid. No, it is not stupid, it isn't right. I know you, but I do not know you. Your face is wrong, but I do not know why. Who are you?~ The Wolf's mental voice was layered with age, and yet the core of it came from the imprint of a human woman. Her energy held huon particles at its very core, born from the heart of the TARDIS.
~I want to go inside the box, but I cannot. Why? ~
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"Just admit it. We're lost."
(Hands down the pants meme) The Doctor stills and he swallows thickly and loudly. "Rose Tyler, what are you doing?"
Looking up at him through her eyelashes, Rose smirked and bit her lip.
"Do I really 'ave ta explain, Doctah?" she asks, as her hand continues it's path beneath his jimjam bottoms, searching for the prize hidden within. "If so, I must be loosin' m' touch."
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"......." Crap.