#valiiantheart

[thegirlwhowaited-dw]

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valiiantheart

“Doctor.. I don’t know if this is the right place..”  Amy frantically looked around the controls, seeing Daleks registering on the screen.  “Doctor.. it says there’s daleks.  He nodded.  “Yes... and probably The silence.. and ood’s... there’s a great many enemies I have Amy.. but why are all of them here?”  Amy cocked her head looking at him.  “Why would they come here?”  The TARDIS whirred around her and Amy shook her head.  “Yes yes.. I get it.. don’t ask questions just prepare to fight and be ready to run.”  The TARDIS put them down outside what looked like a school building.  Upon poking their heads out it seemed clear.  Amy struck out first, "I'll investigate, stay here and keep the old girl ready."  The doctor tossed her a gun and she his it in her jacket before slipping into the school.  Something wasn't right,  she headed back out to report to the doctor when she saw a man crossing the campus.  "Sir.. Can you help me with something over here?"  She knew what was inside and didn't want to alarm him. 

[southernbird-a]

                                                                                                                   continued ` from ✝                                                                                                                               valiiantheart

      her hands trembled beneath the layered knots of rope       around  her wrists, blue eyes dripping with liquid  fear       that stung the gash across the songbird’s cheek.  she       felt stupid for crying, but her strength had reached its       limits hours ago, and now her emotions were running       wild.

                ❝  if that’s true, if ya know a way out, then                          how come you’re still here?  ❞

[ladyinsilk]

[ valiiantheart Hi I saw your Walking Dead verse and I hope you don't mind if I wrote a starter for us in it. You don't have to respond if you dont want to! ]

     The buildIng looked secure enough, no broken windows, locks still in tact, no smell of decay that usually told of the dead. She didn't even hear them shuffling around until it was too late. She burst through the doors she first came through and started climbing the fence. The fabric of her pant leg got stuck on the metal wire at the top of the fence and she could not free it for the life of her.  One by one they surround her, a whole horde of them trying to claw their way up to reach her. She fired off two shots at one who came dangerously close to grabbing her and continued her failing attempts to free herself.