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       Her brows furrowed, stopped in her tracks. She hadn’t said anything funny. Typical Time Lord. Rolling her eyes, she grabbed her clutch, fluffing her hair in the mirror before eyes widening, gaze whipping back, “ She what?! “ Squawking while stomping in her heels, “In THERE? Oh no, no, NO--”

        Pointing her finger at the blue box while backing away, “In THERE? OHH!!” Shuffling back behind the kitchen, slamming her hands on the counter, “ Like HELL! Travel in THAT!? “

For Rose. For Rose. For Rose.     The Doctor cooed to himself,   not that he didn’t   LIKE   Jackie Tyler,   more that it was the Mother’s that always made him nervous and awkward.   Even   MORE   so now that he had been placed in charge of seeing to her safe arrival to this party.   Rose having taking the visit home to her advantage and decided to go out with her friends,    leaving him to fend for himself with her Mother.    “  Real funny,   are you ready?   I promised Rose I’d get you to this shindig.    OH I don’t know if I like that word.  ”   making a face and ushering her towards the TARDIS.

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       “ Well I didn’t dress to impress you, did I?” She huffed, hands on her hips, “ I’ve got a date. He’s invited me to a big party down off Oxford. Fancy food, great champagne. I met him when I went out with Tammy. Her brother’s friend’s cousin knew him from school and they all said his type was blonde with blue eyes and who better to fit that than me?” Chuckling with glee while giving a quick pose of her light blue dress,

 “ Funny, though. She’s never mentioned him before.”

OPEN FOR MUTUALS.

                  “   I don’t like it. “

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“ Well excuse me for extendin’ my assistance to the elderly.” 

raised brows with a sassy tone. “ What if you need your peas  mashed in space? Who’s gonna do it? They’ll be runnin’ straight away from you they will with a mug like that. “

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“You seem bit of a LIABILITY.”

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MUUUUUM ♥

BABY OF MINE ♥

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doctor who episodes        ↳ World War Three 

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rtd era meme: [3/8] scenes

↳ rose and jackie tyler in army of ghosts

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talktoten:

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It was a favour for Jackie Tyler. 

Investigating, that was. The favour was what had brought them there, under the cover of the night, standing around a dead body in a room lit only by the stars. The floorboards were still sticky with her blood. The Doctor’s hand found the switch and the room’s single, flickering light buzzed to life, accompanied by a gasp from Jackie or Rose or both as they finally saw her body, pale and lifeless, eyes unfocused and unseeing. A gunshot wound to the head. There was fear in her eyes, and the Doctor closed his own, jaw working – he was absorbing this fact, this death, this human being. Her hand was still outstretched, in some last desperate attempt at something she never managed, nor ever would.   Gone.

     And Jackie was right. It had not been a suicide. 

He squatted by her body, and for a moment it looked like he might say something – but then he reached out into the too-still, too-quiet air and slid Beth’s eyelids closed with the sense of somehow finishing something that had – until this point – been left undone. “Elizabeth Mable,” he said. Searched her face, looking for something, absorbing it, memorising it. This had not been all she was, she had not always been a body lying on a floor in an apartment at Powell Estate. She still was not. From this angle, it almost looked like she was sleeping. “I’m sorry.” And the way he looked up at them, it was clear these words were not only for her.  At last, the Doctor dragged his eyes away, pushing himself upright to stand in the unassuming room. Beth’s apartment had either been ransacked or it had been untidy, to begin with; clothes were strewn about, pieces of crumpled-up paper littered the floor, a letter from her lawyer was still stuck to the fridge, something about her seeking compensation from Harrod’s for its brief killer-store-dummy stage. She had been staring at her living room’s window, perhaps for one last sunrise, but the Doctor still stepped towards it; he ran his hand along the wall, beside it without a word. Thinking. 

           “What do they think happened?”

   THE BLONDE could hardly process a thing. The only right move she could do was call the man ( that she hated to admit ) could do things right. Give her friend justice and the peace she deserves. Jackie’s heart ached. Beth had been her friend since her and Pete moved into the estate when Rose was just a baby. She’d done everything she could to help and be there for her. Beth didn’t deserve this. And she had a feeling of guilt that maybe she had something to do with it. Hopefully not.      THE POLICE were so damn sure she’d off herself. Beth would never. With how lucky she was at bingo and how many people loved her. It couldn’t have all been a lie. Hands over her eyes, the distraught mother sobbed quietly, consumed by the grief. She couldn’t even look at her. Standing alongside her daughter, (more so leaning on her. for moral and physical support.) in the eerily lit room of the flat just a few floors down.

❝ Oh, Rose. What am I gonna do without Beth ? ❞

   HER VOICE HOARSE from all the non-stop crying. Tears spilling down her face,  Jackie sniffled, wiping at her eyes and nose, swallowing at a dry throat before  giving her head a shake, 

   ❝ Well--The only thing they could think of was that her brother   just lost his job. And that’s just silly. It’s nothing to off yourself over. 

                     How could they be so stupid ?  ❞

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Send me "❤" if your muse has a crush on mine.

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time to step back into the shadows || insp.

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not sure if i need sex, sleep, or to punch someone in the face