#starrysouffles

There was hesitation evident in her face at the offer of assistance. It seemed there was something LURKING in a way, some sort of darkness in the city leaving people gone almost in a way that was INHUMAN and left most people avoiding the situation entirely. And yet curious Clara couldn’t help but look into it herself.   ❝   Why? You could get yourself hurt in all of this. Are you even from here?   ❞  He certainly didn’t SOUND as though he were from London.

           “well... i’m sort of... just around, really. i’m the doctor. and you need my help.”

                     he talks like it’s a known fact -- simple, really. there’s something not-quite-human lurking in the shadows of victorian london, and he’s just the guy to lure it out with a nice, juicy slab of time-lord before sending it back on its way. all in a good day’s work, but now, it’s more convincing. so he catches her eye, and he holds it. trust him. he wants to help. that’s all.

MOVING  DOWN  THE  STAIRS  OF  THE  TARDIS  ,  THROWING  BOOK  AFTER  BOOK  OVER  HIS  SHOULDER  AFTER  FLICKING  THROUGH  THEM  HAP-HAZARDLY  ,  the  doctor  barely  looked  up  as  clara  opened  the  door  &&  slid  herself  into  the  console  room  .  he  maybe  parked  too  near  a  wall  .  he  wasn’t  sure  if  he  actually  cared  about  it  .  he  threw  another  book  over  his  shoulder  &&  then  looked  at  the  rest  of  the  pile  in  his  hand  .  pursing  his  lips  ,  he  moved  around  the  console  ,  flicking  through  the  pages  &&  coming  to  a  STOP  beside  her  .  looking  down  he  noticed  that  she  was  wearing  very  impractical  shoes  .  

❝   ‘Course I do, but they’re——— quite a long ways away. Not exactly from AROUND here.    ❞  What an understatement Clara gave. Of course she wasn’t from around there or even from that TIME. Her parents hadn’t even been born yet in England, though even in her times, her mother was long gone.   ❝   I’m actually quite close to my gran and my dad. What about you? You’ve got a family, yeah?   ❞

          of course, the question could not be more innocuous  ---  and only fair  ---  but tension lines the corners of her pursed smile anyway.    speaking of family is never uncomfortable until one no longer has one to speak of.     ‘ oh, yes...  parents, and four siblings.  they’re...  very far away as well, ’     she replies  ---  a much kinder alternative to the grim truth.       ‘ i look after my grandmother now... and paris is a fine place to live.  it’s a new world, so they say.  a bit exciting. ’

@starrysouffles liked Stephen’s starter call.

It wasn’t every day that he got visitors in his sanctuary. Yes, it was getting more frequent now that he was slowly growing more into his role as the Sorcerer Supreme with Wong’s help but it still wasn’t a common occurrence. Leaning back in his armchair, he gestured for his visitor to sit down and summoned two cups of tea for them. 

Clara Oswald & Sherlock Holmes

I DIDN’T KNOW THESE EXIST THE POND LIFE I’M DEAD