#spcilers

         ❛ && what do you think you’re doing ?? ❜

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“And why exactly do you think that is a good--no--great idea?”

For a moment,    she’s frozen in place.    She’d dealt with    PURE EVIL.    Those that weren’t just trapped souls but those who had professed to Satan himself.    But were that what stood behind her    ?    A quick intake of breath reminded her she’d not been drawn from reality.    No,    she were very well with the present.    Turned now:    “    ---    Who are you    ?    ”    No other way than to confront it as a manipulation.

                      JUST A SCRATCH. She couldstrangle him ; just a scratch! How long did he think he could hide it from her? How long before she noticed the blood soaked shirt half concealed by his red velvet coat? Her first instinct was to reach out, to press her palms to his wound and HEAL him — but she’s done that already. All she can do is pull her jacket from around her shoulders and press it to his abdomen. “You better live long enough for me toKILL you, Doctor.”

HIDING THINGS from River was something the Doctor did  quite normally. After all, they were spoilers. Including  the little predicament he managed to get himself  into that evening.

       “It would be a PRIVILEGE to die by your hand, sweetie,”        he quipped, his voice not quite as full as it normally         was. 

“Just give it a few moments and I’ll be as good  as new.”

         She’s a collection of angry pants, irritated stomps, and clenched hands once she FINALLY meets up with her. For a few solid seconds, all she does is just stay glaring at the blonde until her thoughts can gather coherently.