#callmesexy

|| { — ; ♪ ; ——— Yeah, whatever, she's been ice cream shopping because she was bored and wanted ice cream. Although, it wasn't so much shopping as it was simply conjuring it up with a click of her fingers. But nobody else had noticed that, for some reason or another.

                         The reason for her ice cream 'shopping' being put on hold is the quite frankly odd source of energy she can feel -- not an angel, not a demon, not a -- not a leviathan, although she supposes she wouldn't really know.

                         But she's put her ice cream aside for it, which only goes to show just how curious she is about -- whatever it is. They?

                         That makes no difference. They're fairly easy to spot, if she concentrates on seeing something other than physical forms, and instead of doing what any other person would do and walking like a normal person through the crowd, she simply snaps her fingers again and appears behind them. (It's an entirely unnecessary gesture. She can fly perfectly well without over exaggerated finger snapping.)

"Hello. Professor Song at your service. If you're looking for the teachers' lounge, it's two doors to your right."

Aria let out a frustrated growl as she circled around the area again. She'd been sensing a trace of the TARDIS for what felt like hours now, and yet she hadn't been able to find her. For a moment she thought maybe someone had cloaked the machine, but she'd still be able to sense her enough to locate her.

Spinning around, Aria almost immediately walked into another woman. She felt the trace of the TARDIS go stronger, but decided to save it. "Oh gosh! Sorry! I'm just really distracted! I didn't hurt you did I?"