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A Case of Mistaken Identity
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His Blackberry hadn’t stopped ringing since nine that morning. Malcolm was currently fighting a Herculean battle with the urge to throw it against the wall. Instead he forced himself to take a deep breath in the attempt to shift down several gears. He also had an interview to worry about.
Of course, it would be nice if there was somebody else to deal with the interview. It was hard to fob something off on your PA, though, when they were the one you were replacing. And he wasn’t about to let some fucking moron from HR choose the person he relied on for nearly everything. He needed to look somebody in the eyes to decide whether or not they were gonna piss their pants in terror the first time he got a bit tense.
No, he needed a fighter. And HR didn’t pick fighters. They picked warm bodies with adequate typing speed. Not fucking good enough. So when a knock came at the door, he reluctantly switched his phone to ‘priority only’ and took another deep breath.
“Come in.”
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@thedoctorsimpossiblegirl Continued from This ask.
The Doctor watched her, watched as she backed up, away from him. Toward the center of the TARDIS, and perhaps, out of sight? The Doctor kept his features in check, sometimes his eyebrows got a little out of control, but he steadied them this time, he didn’t want to show any emotions on his face. Because, yes, he had heard her the first time, and his shock had made him ask such a silly question as ‘you’re what?’ in nothing but pure and very childish disbelief. How could Clara, his Clara be....pregnant? And with who?! There was no one good enough to father such a child, it would be such a brilliant and special child, he or she would deserve the world and no one could offer that. But what was done is done, it wasn’t like he owned a time machine and could go back in time and stop her from letting this happen, could he...? No, he shook his head.
“Oh, Clara...” he said, because he couldn’t think of anything else to say, and those words were stuck in his head far too often anyway. Like when he was ordering a coffee or tying his shoe laces. They were always just there. So, saying them now would give him a moment longer to process this.
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“Doctor come on, you said you don’t get sick anyway so even if I was ill I couldn’t pass anything on to you. So just let me come, I already told you that I’m well enough to go traveling so let’s pick a planet and go.” Clara was pretty much ready to take his hand and drag him through the doors of his TARDIS if she had to, all the brunette wanted to do was leave and enjoy herself instead of having the Doctor pity her for being ill. “Just shut up about me being sick and show me some stars.”
The Doctor glared at her for several long moments, understanding she would likely just pilot the ship herself. So, he did what any rational man would do - he relented. "Right, you want a planet, I'll give you a planet." He input fresh coordinates and threw the lever, thrusting them through the time vortex. As soon as they landed, he rushed to the doors to throw them open for her to reveal... they were outside a large building, with an unmistakable red cross emblazoned across the top. "Well, it's a dwarf planet, by all accounts, but you still count Pluto as a planet."
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“ You know, you can’t just run around getting everything you want by flashing doggy eyes all over the place and putting please at the end of every sentence, that is SUCH a HUMAN thing to do in front of an all knowing, all powerful alien species. Also known as me. ”
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the doctor leaned down as clara CHOKED on the air around her , holding her arms as she tried to regain some oxygen into her lungs . the nitrogen was going up && though his lungs could retain some more than hers , they were both going to suffer if he didn’t think of something quick . he yanked off the oxygen mask that he had been wearing putting it on her , keeping the gulp of air down in the bottom of his lungs for as long as he NEEDED to .
looking around , he cleared his throat , pulling her up to her feet by her arms , her boots clicking on the metal surface . he gestured at the oxygen mask , in ask of her to pass it to him . think . THINK . come on you stupid old man - think ! he glanced around && saw a control panel . gesturing towards it for a moment , he passed the oxygen mask back to clara && made his way over to it , pulling it apart with his fingertips . if he could REROUTE the oxygen from the other sectors to this one . just for a bit more time . ‘ are you alright ? ’ he asked , his head starting to feel lightweight .
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thedoctorsimpossiblegirl replied to your post: The moment when the low budget Youtube video movie...
TRUEEEEE I can’t wait to watch it now!!!!
It’s really good, you should soon and it’s not too, too long so it won’t take that long to watch. It’s only about 50 minutes and I GENUINELY kind of liked the ending.
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Potter!verse: “Believe the Impossible.”
The Ministry of Magic.
London.
Not too terribly long after The Battle of Hogwarts.
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Doctoral candidate Thomas Stearns “T.S.” Decker-- working as an Unspeakable in The Department of Mysteries even as he studied further to earn his degree --wandered through the offices of The Auror Department, hands in the pockets of his signature blue Muggle-style suit trousers, glancing about and looking moderately annoyed.
After a moment, twisting, and turning-- squinting, frowning--
--T.S. glanced about at the other Aurors bustling about the bullpen and called--
“Oi! Anyone seen Potter! Or Weasley? They’re not in another reorg meeting, are they?”
Not much of anyone paid attention to him-- but that was all right, he didn’t expect them to have an answer for him. Potter and Weasley were busy revolutionizing Magical Law Enforcement, not everyone could be expected to keep a pin in them.
But as he turned slowly again, he rested his dark dark deep deep brown gaze on a dark-haired woman carrying a stack of papers for one of the higher-ranking Aurors--
--and he hesitated.
He had, on a Christmas that still hadn’t happened yet, been given the ability to perceive timelines so that he could navigate in multiple dimensions and not interfere with events that were fixed in time.
And this woman... this woman... she had broken, tangled timelines emanating from her in every direction, the most complex chronological anomaly he’d ever yet seen.
“What on Earth...?” he murmured slowly.
And then he focused on her face.
Wait.
He knew her, didn’t he?
What was her name-- Ozzy? Oz... ma? Hung out with that odd chap Undecim, made brilliant souffles?
But wasn’t she a little older?
No?
He stood staring at her from across the bullpen, eyes narrowed and concentrating, trying to trace those timelines but keeping on getting lost in the array of them...
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@thedoctorsimpossiblegirl | spooky starter call | accepting
“Clara, no. I won’t come trick or treating with you. Absolutely not.”
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“What was that for?”
The Runaway Bride - Sentence Starters
❝ That was for not listening to me when I told you to go to sleep. I should really lock this place so you don’t stay here all night - Wait, Harry’s dead! Oh, it’s just gonna get more interesting! Move. ❞ Thar was said with all the authority and power he could muster when he looked at her. Truth be told, he always had a soft spot for each and every person that set foot in the TARDIS, yes even Ian Chesterton was there, but Susan was the only one that would ever have his undying love. She was his granddaughter after all! Then again… Clara was definitely on the top 10, right behind Rose but ahead of Martha.
He sat down next to her, snatched the book from her hands and begun reading. Even if he wasn’t that big of a fan of staying put in one place, he would make an exception just for good old J.K.Rowling! He oughta pay her a visit just to catch up, she had let him see the finished book before it was published so he owed her at least a visit. ❝ Clara, did I ever tell you about the time I met J.K.Rowling? She and I got along so well that she called me every time a book was finished. I was the first person to read them! I may or may not have been guilty of proofreading them though… ❞
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Basil hadn’t slept well. He wasn’t looking forward to the rattling of the bars on his cell to ‘wake him up’, which happened every morning without fail. Breakfast was usually a tasteless mush that seemed like dust mixed with water. He heard the prison officer approaching and pulled the covers over his head, expecting to hear a loud metallic clanging of the bars.
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Doctor Clara
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He had been reading a book in the students library, and maybe this place was for kids to study, but who said that was true? That was a stupid rule. if it was one, and anyway, he was just leaving. It was at this moment, however, as he put books back on a shelf, that he saw someone pass by. She had dark, long-ish hair and a very familiar smile. Why exactly she was smiling whilst in a library was a bit strange, but he didn’t bother thinking about this as he suddenly dropped his book and started walking back up the isle, in hopes that he could either stop her or at least see her one more time.
Was it her? Was it really her? As a married man he probably shouldn’t be having dreams about other woman, but this girl, the one with the smile and dark hair entered his dreams more often than not. She went on adventures, and sometimes he was there and other times it was just her, it was like a movie playing in his mind as he slept, and more often than not they were a lot more interesting than anything happening while awake. This made him speed up into a run and follow her outside.
“Excuse me....miss?!” he called after her, hoping she would stop running.
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@thedoctorsimpossiblegirl continued from HERE
Clara hated how nervous she was about this, it was just a simple question but the implications behind it meant a lot to her and she didn’t know how the Doctor would react. “There’s this guy… And well I like him quite a bit, but I don’t know if I should tell him or not mostly because I can’t tell if he feels the same.” The brunette took a deep breath before her big brown eyes met his cerulean coloured stare, “You’re a guy, how do guys show if they like someone romantically?”
Oh. Oh. "Clara, I'm not human. I haven't invested much time in learning your kind's courtship rituals." Though he did have the distinct feeling she was hinting at something else. He moved around the console, alternating between rubbing his hands together and flipping bits and bobs on the console itself. This was an awkward conversation to be having, for sure, one he hadn't had in a long time, one he vaguely remembered having given one of his kids at some point. Maybe Felix, maybe even recently. "Besides, I thought you were old enough to know all about... about those things."
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Starter Call(Whouffaldi/Souffez)
I need some shippy threads, like this and I’ll come over and plot some new threads with you. :D
(Mutuals only please, do not reblog, RP BLOGS ONLY)
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@thedoctorsimpossiblegirl liked this for a starter from Twelve!
“What-- why are you doing that?”
The Doctor looked down at her, his brows furrowing in confusion and discomfort. "Clara...”
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