#CHLOEVLINDER

[strtravels]

“I think that’s one of the things I missed the most. – Sitting there after reading to Poppy, knowing things are alright… And thank you again for letting us stay here while we’re still looking for a new house.” | @chloevlinder LIKED.

[yes7erdays]

❛⠀ that’s not — don’t make that face! i’m immune, so go try that look on someone else, miss smith,⠀ ❜⠀ she says, adjusting the lapels of her rumpled trench coat. her students show up to class more put together than this, but it is not like she had any time for niceties, not with the entire pub shouting and hollering when the judge disqualified her from the game.⠀ ❛⠀ his answer was wrong! and so is wikipedia, by the way. pulling up wikipedia as a source... of all the stupid things i've heard today, that got the cake!⠀ ❜

starter call. I @chloevlinder

[unitleada]

❝ Every technology money can possibly afford and you're telling me that no one is able to get a better fix on that-that thing out there! We're right in the heart of London for gods sake! ❞ Hands placed on her hips, casting a nod towards the half a dozen screens mounted to the wall before her. All six displayed a similar image, albeit from different vantage points, the same grainy, CCTV footage of a Cherry Blossom tree peering out at her, smack bang! in the middle of a suburban street.

One could be forgiven for assuming it was some sort of street art, or political demonstration. Under any other circumstances she might've assumed as much....had UNIT not received intel of government lines being tied up left right and centre, tens of eyewitnesses phoning in, swearing that they had seen that tree falling to earth! Barely an hour later and they had mobilised, she and a small elite team in an unmarked van, parked as close to the site as possible, the entire road cautioned off and under armed watch. She wasn't about to go taking chances.Certainly not in such a densely populated area.

Biting down on the inside of her cheek, Kate mulled over her options, knowing very well that there was really only one way to get the best view of this thing.. ——And then, as if it was some preordained sign from above, a distinct whirring sound echoed over the comms. There was no mistaking it. She knew the TARDIS when she heard it.

In the next moment, her UNIT issued firearm was in one hand, the safety switch disengaged. Her other hand reached for the door handle. Osgood's protests rung in deaf ears, "Ma'am I really think we should wait for more intel. How can it even be him, I mean, it isn't usually .... " ❝ a police box, I know. ❞ And yet, how could it be anyone else? ❝ You are all to stay put, awaiting further orders until I have a clear visual, is that understood? ❞

She could sense the concern, but, faithful as ever, a chorus of "yes ma'am!" followed her out of the doors. A brief nod to the soldiers standing guard and they allowed her past, finding herself standing mere inches from the tree now. She could hear it clearly out here, without the static of the comms. If this was the Doctor's TARDIS, then the sound was slightly different to what she remembered. Although she supposed, that could be another factor of the chameleon circuit. Still not a very good disguise, she noted. If it was him. Well. There was only one way to know for sure. Kate took a deep breath, reached out with her free hand, and rapped her knuckles sharply upon the tree's trunk, mindful of how foolish she must look in this moment.

@chloevlinder / accepting

[dvarapala]

@chloevlinder stepped through the door

"i actually didn't manage to get to the holi phagwa celebrations this year: i was still in school, the weather sucked and amma was sick. i hope i can make it next year. it's always super fun. have you ever been to one?"

[yes7erdays-archive]

❛⠀ do i got somethin' on my nose? i swear, if those kids did something again, i'm going to —⠀ ❜ ⠀ threat dies on her lips as she trails off, going cross-eyed to inspect her face. no cybernetic dog-whiskers, just her own cute, little blurry button nose. ⠀ ❛⠀ do i? ⠀ ❜ ⠀ oswin repeats, lifting her gaze.

@chloevlinder ( starter call )

[lookedinfinite]

" you're very important to me. " from @chloevlinder

after all this time, it shouldn't be a shock - nor, should it burn and ache in her chest as she does, as if weighed down by some heavy guilt for something yet to come. they aren't truly eternal, no matter how it feels. they last, they survive, they continue... until, of course, they don't. all they once were has long since crumbled in the memories of everyday people, faded from ancient pages like fables or prayers. 

they've been family so very long, and like all families, they have the power to entirely destroy each other. "I know, queenie." the threat of grief is a messy thing, one that sometimes blinds her with the terror of the pain to come. 

still she leans against other for a second, bumping her with her arm, doe eyes glancing up at her. "you're semi-precious to me." she teases. "a solid silver on the scale."

[mvndrvke]

@chloevlinder gets a starter! martha + chloe

"You gotta' find someone who knows what the fuck they're talking about, 'cause I do not."

[strtravels]

“I don’t know what my father put into it – I just know it was the best stew. The best DISH even. Especially when it was cold and damp, and you did not have the option of just hiding in your bed with an electric blanket.” | @chloevlinder LIKED.

[mattellaneous]

@chloevlinder asked: ❝ I'm from another dimension. ❞

"Right." Silence falls between them as Josh crosses his arms and looks down at his feet. That explains... a lot. He lets out a deep sigh. Somehow this isn't even the weirdest reveal a person he's been into made to him, that honour going to the woman who revealed herself to be an alien and then promptly kidnapped him.

"So... what is an explanation I can give to my mum about the banana thing?"

[earthdcfended]

He doesn't want to see her. Seeing her would just hammer home what he did, and he doesn't want to think of her as the nuclear option whenever he lays eyes on her. Since their rescue, it's been the only thing he could think of when he thought of her - lying there, unmoving and unresponsive. The perfectly preserved corpse.

She's not a corpse, though. Chloe Smith is very much alive. Howie tries to swallow that pang of guilt and forces a smile. "You look better. How are you doing?"

@chloevlinder liked for a starter

[carbondated]

❝ That? Yes i´m rather fond of it myself. ❞ Lips curled into a smile, glancing up from her paperwork to the object in question. To the left side of her office, within a small glass case, sat a rather unusual hologram depicting a terrifying mask hovering mere inches above a purple cushion. ❝ Itś a Tokoloshe. A Zulu-Xhosa trickster spirit. They believe that to summon it, you have to give up a loved one, only you'll never know who you´ve condemned until it happens. I left the real mask back in Pretoria in the early 2000´s, or perhaps it was Cape town, I can´t quite remember which .... ❞ She trailed off, smile faltering as she caught sight of Chloe´s face in the reflection of the glass. ❝ ..... everything alright? You look like you´ve seen a ghost. ❞

@chloevlinder 🩷'd

[ladyatlas]

“You would think that, with all this new technology, it would end up being less – PAPERWORK in the end. And yet, here we are again. Files everywhere.” | @chloevlinder LIKED.

[nursc]

❛⠀ must've read you wrong. you seemed the sort to appreciate the whole 'it is better to ask forgiveness then to ask for permission', ⠀ ❜ ⠀ christine says, raising both hands in front of her chest, the universal sign of please don't kill the messenger. ⠀ ❛⠀ you know us starfleet — well, you don't, actually. but, uh, we just wanted to help. ⠀ ❜ ⠀

┊ ┊ starter call. ☆ @chloevlinder

[lookedinfinite]

starter call | @chloevlinder

"not that your dress style isn't incredible, because truly, it is."  words are gently hummed, hands smoothing floral dress despite it fitting perfectly. they rarely get to spend real time together - maeve's phd eating away at her time, chloe busy with the starts of her own life. yet, when they're in the same town, or same apartment… 

it's just nice to have her sister for a little while, to feel like a normal finally-adult.

"I don't know." she's never seen herself as the naturally pretty type, not like chloe. unsure and quiet in her skin, her smarts her one constant. how had mary put it when she was little? if anyone would ever be capable of wishing themselves invisible, it would surely be maeve. "you're sure looks okay on me?"

[yes7erdays-a1]

❛⠀⠀just so you know,⠀ ❜⠀ there is a certain sauciness to her tone. a playful dancing quality to it as she blinks up at chloe, the threat so perfectly infused with humor, that clara somehow masks the honesty of her words. there will come a day when she won't be so affected. when the sight of chloe will be more manageable, and she'll finally be able to put together the discordant pieces she's been able to collect so far. not tonight, though. the fall night is too pretty to waste on silly things like the truth.

⠀ ❛⠀⠀i'm finally going to grow some immunity to that charm of yours, and i'll get a straight answer out of you. i'm not going to keep letting you escape so easily, miss smith.⠀ ❜

@chloevlinder ( starter call. )

[strtravels]

“The little monsters loved them.” Not so little – a small reminder; chiding himself, while pulling out a roll of bills – COUNTING. Ten. Twenty. Thirty.

“ – I hoped I could get another twenty today? Oh, let’s make it thirty. We might be getting visitors. And Fester couldn’t get enough!” | @chloevlinder LIKED.