“ you get lost down here or something? ” @timewarn.

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“ you get lost down here or something? ” @timewarn.
❛ why are you looking at me like that ? ❜ tari queries , head tilted at the man curiously . granted , they’re aware of the abnormality surrounding their circumstances , they don’t think it’s too unusual for him . stranger things have happened around the doctor . they look back at him and squint ( perhaps with a bit of hyperbolic exaggeration ) . ❛ oh ! are you thinking about that time with the axe ? i’m not too cross about that . well , i am a little ... but s’not the worst thing that’s happened to us , don’t you think ? anyway ... want some ? ❜
they offer the cone of ice cream to him , golden eyes crinkling with their cheeky smile .
&& . @timewarn / STARTER CALL .
THEY’VE BEEN BUSY DOING ANOTHER DRAWING , WITH INSPIRATION RUNNING HIGH AS OF LATELY . One , two , three , this is their . . . fourth piece now , much to their joy ! As the crayons , markers , coloured pencils are scattered across the table , this time , they decided to go for the simple style — using a pencil . Though something heavy lands on their lap and their attention breaks into them blinking with their eyebrows furrowed , their drawing stops . They glance down to see it’s a feet with shoes on and remember they’re in the same room as the Doctor — wait, his feet is on THEIR lap ! . . . [ @timewarn ] Sharp gaze quickly flickers from their lap over to their time friend who have a poetry book in his hands , utterly unaware of his action . They frown and stare at Doctor’s feet again , yet with more uncertainty over what to do about this — one minute , and two , then three. . . FINALLY , with the pencil still held in their clenched hand , they slam their fists onto his ankles , nearly stabbing him in the process .
─── @timewarn ( 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐇 𝐃𝐎𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐑 ) transmitted : “ don’t tell me what to do . ” * DEADWOOD SENTENCE STARTERS .
“ okay , sure . i’ll shut up . get around to saving our lives in YOUR OWN FUCKING TIME , why don’t you ? ”
the cracks begin to show in moments like these , her years of solitary work leaving her ill-prepared to put her fate in another’s hands . it strains , tightens her throat and makes her eyes wild . of 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐓 , she had to pick him . hand runs through her hair in an unconscious nervous gesture , avoiding his eyes by any means necessary .
“ so sorry to bruise your EGO , doctor , but i really would 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 to see past today . ”
@timewarn said: He places an exciteable kiss directly to her lips.
There’s always a brief second where the kisses catches her off guard, but then she’s leaning into it, one hand immediately gripping his lapel because no chance is he moving anytime soon. The other hand threads through his hair - resisting the urge to give it a gentle tug, because, regrettably, this is not that kind of kiss - and her face angles against his.
&. @timewarn › “just be careful.” , 𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙻𝙻 𝙰𝙲𝙲𝙴𝙿𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶.
suave essence washes over him as hand moves to straighten bow tie, knowing look in squinted eyes, smile so wide it lifts features. “ i’m always careful. you of all people should know that. ” said with an air of familiarity before he’s darting off, ready to be his usual, reluctant self.
“ alright, i haven’t been around here very long. and i’ve seen some crazy things. but i-- i don’t think that’s how things are supposed to work. ” he’s laughing-- but he’s kind of horrified. he THOUGHT he had a handle on this new technology, but this? this was so far away from anything he’d ever seen before. “ i don’t think i like it. ”
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@timewarn replied to your post “someone have tea and/or wine with the master that may or may not be...”
eight is okay with may-not-be-poisoned tea
“trusting me, are you?” he asked, pouring them both tea. “a bold choice. for all you know i could be planning on taking you out the boring way.” he wasn’t. there was nothing exciting or sporting about poisoning the doctor - that was a method for people that didn’t matter. the doctor probably knew that too, damn him.