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Violence in General
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Violence in General
// LOUD ANGRY REMINDER I WANT TO HEAR ABOUT YOUR REACTIONS TO MY THREADS AND WHAT YOU THINK ABOUT HOW CHARACTERS INTERACT AND WHAT MY FOLLOWERS ARE WANTING TO HAPPEN OR STUFF AND IF YOU COME INTO MY ASK BOX TO TELL ME THERE IS A 34088% CHANCE I WILL LOVE YOU FOREVER
Wade said it means the unborn baby inside her is hella horny.
// BUT THERE IS NO BABY. THERE IS NO PREGNANCY. xDD
"Hmm… ? I, um… F-fell asleep here?"
The moment she heard the word cocktails she nearly sat up to stare at him in shock. But she didn’t move, letting the information sink in with the realization that if they got drunk last night and couldn’t remember what happened next, then they might be… No. No, she’s going to try and keep her thoughts from straying that far. Even though they have to get up and that’s when they’ll have a slightly better idea of the night before.
"I… Your pants? Um… N-no, I don’t know where they are…"
“What a coincidence, neither do I.” His words were near dripping with sarcasm as he attempted to sit up, the action only causing a rush of pain to wreak havoc right behind his eyes. With a groan he was squeezing them shut, rubbing a hand over his a few times trying in vain to sooth it. A headache. He had a headache and no pants and no recollection as to why Clara had fallen asleep in his head. So far this morning was going spectacularly well.
“Well- you go ahead then. I’ll wait here until it’s safe to come out. So you don’t catch a glimpse of something you’d probably rather not see.”
SEND ME A SYMBOL TO RECIEVE ONE OF THE FOLLOWING FROM MY MUSE: Send √ for an early morning text
[text] Rose! Come quick. URGENT.
[text] And good morning!
[text] Alright, not really urgent. But I do have a very serious situation occurring. Quite hard to handle.
[text] And it’s due to the fact that I woke up without you in my arms.
[text] Miss you.
Despite being a bit sleepy, Rose could sense something was on the Doctor’s mind, so she moved against him very slightly as a gesture of comfort and closeness. When she’d first met this incarnation she hadn’t known what to think — he was just so different from what she knew. But she’d decided to come with him anyway and now she couldn’t imagine having made any other choice. She traced three small hearts on his chest with her finger, lulled into contentment by the sound of his hearts beating and the rhythmic rise and fall of his chest as he breathed.
"You made me better too," said Rose. "I wasn’t going anywhere when we first met. And I didn’t always like who I was — kinda felt stunted by a couple bad decisions, y’know? But then you swooped in outta nowhere and showed me all these great things… and I started thinkin’, maybe I can be more than just a shop girl. There’s a better way t’live my life. And here I am now. I’m never gonna leave you - not really. Not if there’s some kinda loophole or cheat code or — anythin’. This is where I belong."
“It is.” That was all the agreement he was going to give, hating himself for the inevitable future that was coming. But what if she was right? What if there was some sort of loophole? He had cheated his own death in that teselecta… Maybe the Rose he had left on that beach didn’t have to be this Rose. It had to happen; she had to go that parallel universe…. Except maybe she didn’t have to.
He was swallowing thickly, trying to stop his mind from racing too much as he placed another kiss to her temple, only to snuggle down beside her and let his eyes drift shut, hoping that if she thought he had fallen asleep, that she would do the same. It would be easier to just let it be for now, enjoy the moment with her. But later- when he was alone again on his ship- he would think. Plan, hold on tight to his precious Rose, and never let the universe take her. This was where she belonged.
Clara kept her distance from him. Her eyes kept darting around to make sure she hadn’t walked into some trap so foolishly. Though she supposed that if it was in attempt to save the children, then she couldn’t regret it all that much. If she was going to be trapped at least she would be around to protect the children from any further harm.
She did fairly well keeping up with his long legs for someone who was checking over her shoulder every two minutes. She scowled at the man when she heard her children’s frightened cries. He didn’t so much as flinch at the cries of innocent children. He was absolutely repulsive. How she was going to spend the rest of her life with him she wasn’t sure, but at least it was a few years shorter than what the kids would have been put through.
She rushed quickly and gave them each a hug. “You two are going to head straight home and when you get there you will wake your father. He needs to know you’re both okay.” She kissed him both on the head and looked down at them sadly. “Make sure whoever your father hires after me is up to my tastes. Alright?”
“See that they get home safe.” The words were to his assistant, the robot being sent into action by a quick whir of his sonic. He watched then from the shadows, the metal man breaking up the happy scene as it wretched the children away without any hesitation. The sight had his face frowning even more so than it usually did, not entirely pleased with how things had transpired. But at least he got his trade off, had his prisoner.
She was a lady, and as beastly and horrid as the Doctor had become, there was still a common shred of decency buried deep within him. “Come on. Let’s get you to your room.”
Thirty minutes, one picnic basket, too much food preparation, one bathing suit, and one ducky shaped inner tube inflation later, Jenny was ready to go. She walked into the console with sand colored flip-flops, a beige towel wrapped and tied at the waist like a skirt, open in the front, and a blue one-piece bathing suit with an intricate strapping design in the back, holding her belongings.
"I’m ready!~" she called, hugging her father around the waist affectionately. Jenny lingered there a bit longer with a frown, sensing the darkness that was covering his aura. She was confused, did he not want to go?
His face brightened as she returned to the console room, returning the embrace with a soft chuckle. “Well, that’s good. Seeing as how we landed ten minutes ago. All you have to do is step out those doors.” An action he wasn’t particularly keen on doing, but Jenny was so excited, and he wasn’t going to deny her a fun trip.
The Doctor wasn’t planning on many beach-y activities and as such, had remained in his tweed, the only thing he intended on brining was his journal to do a bit of light reading. Or reminiscing rather. “Go on then. Go check it out. I’ll be right behind you.”
Kahlan was getting angry again. She stepped up to the man and put her face close to his.l “One. You will not call my trusted friends and guards fanboys. Two. You will not mention anything about kissing. Three. I am not coming with you. Do you understand? I expect my questions answered, and I expect to get respect the way I have given you respect when we first met. I am not a woman to be played with, and I am not a Queen to be manipulated.”
“If you don’t want me to mention anything about kissing, then why do you keep getting so ridiculously close to me? Mind the chin while you’re at it.” His eyes were flicking down to her lips, thinking that she looked rather fantastic riled up, and if there was one things he loved, it was a bad girl. Maybe he should just kiss her to shut her up for a minute…
“I’m not playing with you. If it I was you’d know it.” Actually she wouldn’t. He was a pretty good liar but he really did just want a nice pastry. “But- seeing as how terribly upset my mere presence seems to make you, I’ll save you the stress and be on my way. Shame about the kissing though.” With a wink he was spinning away from her, intent on heading back to his box. There had to be somewhere else he could go for a good biscuit, and it was terribly disappointing that they had nothing of note here.