#cardiffsfinest

❝ — oh— oh, good lord. you can see me, can't you ?? ❞ the captain fumbled, eyes wide and locked onto the stranger's. a newcomer? a new ghost ?? no, it couldn't be ... no one else had set foot on the estate in 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜, let alone died here. swagger stick in hand, pointing accusingly at the other — as if it could do any real damage — the captain stood straight, pushing all the authority he could muster into his voice.

❝ how ?? who are you ?? I demand to know what the bally hell is going on, young man !! ❞

seriously ?? what was this, group therapy hour ? just because she was a captive audience didn't mean she was in the mood to play armchair therapist. “ jesus. were you this much of a drama queen BEFORE you died, or is this a recent development ? ”

send 🛡️ for a protective starter

➜ " it's on my to - do list ! " asked @cardiffsfinest as tosh .

smile grows wider at the admission , pausing his tapping along the console . eyes lift to her and a soft delicacy takes over features , a gentle kindness settling over hearts . if she asked , he'd give her the world . and that was dangerous . " then that's what we'll do . " said with such certainty , hand lifting up to tap the very end of her nose . " whatever you want . "

i can't help but let a frown tug at the corners of my lips. why was it that folks always had such a difficult time working with me ?? suppose there must be some level of insecurity at play, not wanting some hot shot detective to waltz in and mess everything up. but that wasn't the case, never was, honest. i was just here to do my job and assist the best that i could.

@cardiffsfinest ( owen ) : " do not snap at me , okay ? "

she could have been kinder . she could have been more understanding . but it feels like time is running out , like the universe is folding in on itself and she can't stop it if she slows down at all , if she looses sight of what's important . but she knows that it's not his fault . he had no reason to trust her , no reason to know her , no reason to ever believe that she knew just as much anyone else in the building about the doctor and aliens and technology .

honestly , he had no reason to even believe she is who she says she is . everything about her comes back as dead ... no body found , but dead in the war of the daleks and cybermen . the doctor himself had signed off on it , had given witness to her demise but even he couldn't have known she'd find her way back . he'd misjudged her resilience , her love determination .

she couldn't blame him ... she was only human . but it did make things a little more complicated .

@cardiffsfinest ( mickey ) asked : " not cool ! not cool ! "

fingers tighten around his wrist as she jerks him into a broom closet , the movement countered by her closing the door behind them as gently as possible , the soft click seeming to echo in the air around them . a finger presses tightly to her lips as she drops his hand , brows furrowed as she listens for movement on the outside . cheeks flushing pink as she holds her breath , terrified that they'd be caught .

✧･ﾟ ——— ❛ ROSE KICKED HER FEET IN THE AIR WHERE THEY WERE PROPPED UP BY A MISCELLANEOUS CRATE . she idly listened to the familiar sounds of maintenance , having found herself in a similar position many times , tagging along to the garage mickey worked in ❪ when she herself wasn ' t on shift at harrod ' s ❫ and just spending time with him . now , though , instead of whatever junker had been hauled in for a quick fix , her former boyfriend was elbows deep into the mechanisms of a machine that flung her haphazardly through the walls of the universes , and time and space . she remembered the start of the project , when he refused to let her volunteer to test it unless he was the one to build it , even going so far as to drag jackie into the argument . rose would forever deny that he had won , but she also hadn ' t felt like dragging out an argument with two of the most stubborn people she knew . not when they had limited time as it was , what with the stars going out .