#xevanescent

I JUST

"Oh, I know you, don't I?"

           i. He would never tell her he loved her because he couldn't really love anyone.           ii. He would never promise her anything.          iii. He would never stay for too long; he didn't stay for anyone anymore.          iv. He would never kill her.

     Meeting Bree, the Doctor had clearly laid out his own laws on how he would treat her. He liked her to an extent. She wasn't helpless, but wasn't overly stubborn or always looking to be a leader. There were pros and cons about Bree as there were with anyone, however she was something different. Not that he felt anything toward her in the idea of romance, but more that she was the smallest bit of excitement in his life, he needed excitement now that the other girl he had spent so much time on was gone. Bree wasn't someone who traveled with him either. He wouldn't let anyone into his TARDIS without proper cause. He had now found said proper cause. As a fifth and final rule came to him one night as he pondered the woman.

                                                   v. He would corrupt her.

     With that one thought in mind he was knocking on her door, not like he needed to, but he had left her again. This time he thought it had been at least three months, if not more. It wasn't his fault, well, mostly. Landing on an exact date wasn't something that was all that possible even if he wanted it. He hoped he'd be able to coax her back with him and if the coaxing didn't work he could always force her into whatever he wanted.

So this is me trying Killer Wolf. I blame both actualproperclara and decayingtimelord. I'm really sorry if this isn't okay. I tried. A lot of times. You wouldn't believe. 

Too gorgeous for me bye.