#withothers

        there is, perhaps, a teensy-weensy possibility that clara’s panicking. she’s trying not to look like it, of course, but this helicopter is spiralling, there’s no pilot, and she doesn’t think there’s long before they crash into something of importance, down there. namely the ground. she thinks that she’s entitled to panic, thank you very much; she’s certainly holding on as tightly as she can and wondering if these things come with parachutes. or doctor-call buttons. clara’s resisting the urge to scream, but only because she wants to seem, to sutherland, who obviously isn’t her biggest fan ( offensive, honestly ), that she’s in control, here. that she knows what she’s doing. 

        she absolutely does not. but then, neither does the doctor, ever, and things work out okay for him.

“Yeah, I can talk. Kind of. We’ll get there. But first: your face.” And Ravi promptly tugged his human clone over to a seated position before pulling out a stick of eyeliner. “They’re not really accustomed to humans or trills on this planet, but having someone with the exact same face and name is gonna throw anyone off. So you’re gonna be my twin and ‘Ravi’ is our family name. Our actual family names are going to be our first names. I mean, mine’s the symbiote’s name--but still.” 

( ILY / @withothers )

        oh, that’s a terrible idea. loving georgie only leads to trouble, she’s found, and the thought that this is real, that this is serious is freaking her out, just a little. because she knows how it goes. she knows how easy it seems now, how natural---and then there’s a ring, and wedding planning, and things not turning out the way that they should, all over again. and georgie...georgie loves balfour. she knows that she does, even if him saying it has thrown her entirely. her loving people only leads to hurt, in the end.

        and it scares her. so much more than what’s happening right now does. 

       ❝ now? ❞ there’s an incident, a big one; they’ve all been mobilised, half the troops and the entire medical department, from what she can tell. there are people injured that she needs to attend to, and she’s just about ready to climb among the rubble and pull people out herself. you’ve been almost crushed to death by one building, you’ve been almost crushed to death by them all.

MEME / @withothers

       ❝ do you really believe that? ❞ clara’s never been much of a follower; she likes doing things her own way too much for that, she likes being the one in control. and she would rather do what is right, even if it’s not what she’s supposed to be doing. she’d rather follow her conscience, her own morality. and yeah, of course she conforms. she follows how her friend wants his children raised, or what the school rules are --- and children need a rule or two --- but here, with something like this, when people are in danger? no, thanks. she’s too similar to the doctor, when it comes to this, going where he pleases and doing what he likes, because he knows how to fix things. and clara’s spent too much time around him to do anything else. she’s comfortable with being this way, with swanning into a situation and taking charge.

        she’s not a soldier. she’d be a terrible one. her position with UNIT works because she’s not a soldier. because she’s an independent contractor.

OLD MEMES / @withothers

       ❝ yep, almost certainly. ❞ clara’s not planning on going in alone to be a hero. well, maybe a little bit. a tiny bit. mostly, she doesn’t know how dangerous this is, except that if something’s captured the doctor, it’s pretty bloody dangerous, and she doesn’t want to put anyone else in harm’s way. the doctor probably wouldn’t want her to put herself there, either, but that’s just too bad; she’s going to, and he’ll just have to deal with it. as if clara would ever leave him alone. as if she’d ever just assume that he can talk his way out of something. ( he’s stupid enough to try to be clever, here, and just make everything worse. ) 

        he needs her.