You're One of My Hobbies

I haven’t been on this blog since the Witch’s Familiar premiered, and obviously Clara’s character arc has CHANGED.

I’ll be adding information to the blog, maybe changing the theme.  Either way...

I’ll be hopping about my accounts today. 

SO

When I’m not here I can be found on...

MY FEM!10

Me: Hm.. I can't really relate to this..

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Me: BUT MY OTP CAN

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“Long time, no see,” she laughed before wrapping her arms around Saibra.  “I’m glad you called.”  When she pulled back, she could sense something was wrong and her expression fell, her brows furrowing. “Are you alright?”

The hug was already worthy of a grin; she hadn’t gotten one like this for, well, what seemed ages. But seeing Clara again, just as beautiful as she remembered, it filled her with happiness. For a moment she had even almost forgotten why she had called her here (and regretted not having called earlier).

But Clara’s question brought her back to earth and she found herself letting out a long sigh. “I’m fine, if that’s what you’re asking,” she replied with a shy smile. “But I do need your help.”

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Clara felt a slight blush come on and she was glad that she was wearing make up.  “Good.  Until we meet again.”  She hugged her one last time before allowing her to go.

-~-~-

The next time they would meet would be almost a full year later.  Much had happened, nothing she had ever expected.  Danny was gone, and she missed him dearly, but she knew she had to keep going.  After having been trapped in a dalek while Missy almost got her killed, she had a new appreciation for life.

As they landed, the Doctor made a remark about running off to see her girlfriend and she wondered if there was a tint of jealousy in his voice.  She brushed it off though and headed out of the TARDIS to find the former shape-shifter.

Many things can happen in a year, even more so when you can barely stay in one place for more than a few weeks. After meeting Clara and the Doctor she had gotten quite a liking to traveling, trying to help as many people as she could that she found in her travels.

But today they had found her -  she had been followed. And in the panic that this discovery caused, she found solace in the earring Clara had given her a year ago. So now, there she was, pacing up and down by a bench on one of the main streets, wondering if her call had worked, if the earrings were even real and not just something to ease her mind.

It didn’t take long for Clara to find Saibra.  The earring that she had in her hands grew just slightly warmer or colder with every step to let her know whether or not she was getting closer.  Within about ten minutes, she saw her and ran over, a smile on her face.

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Saibra followed, if not as happy. Why did she have to leave? Of course, the answer was simply: because she didn’t belong there. But in a childish manner, she just wanted to spend a few more hours with her new friends. “Well, then, when will we meet again? I need to write it down on my agenda,” she joked.

Clara laughed softly before a thought struck her.  She went over to the small bag of hers that she kept on the jumpseat and rummaged through until she found a spare pair of earrings that she had picked up on her travels with the Doctor.  She gave one to Saibra and kept one for herself.

“There’s a psychic element to these, if you ever need us, just hold his in your hand and think about us really hard.  We’ll find you.”

Saibra held the small jewel in her hand, observing its glitter with a small smile. “That won’t be difficult,” she replied with a smirk. “I won’t be able to forget you.” How could she with what they had just gone through together?

Clara felt a slight blush come on and she was glad that she was wearing make up.  “Good.  Until we meet again.”  She hugged her one last time before allowing her to go.

-~-~-

The next time they would meet would be almost a full year later.  Much had happened, nothing she had ever expected.  Danny was gone, and she missed him dearly, but she knew she had to keep going.  After having been trapped in a dalek while Missy almost got her killed, she had a new appreciation for life.

xnotmyboss:

There was a small flinch at the contact, still awaiting the transformation that didn’t come. But she quickly relaxed and wraped her arms around Clara in a tight hug. Her comment brought a grin to her lips. “Thanks, Clara,” she murmured with a chuckle. “I like your face too.”

She smiled brightly.  “Tell you wha’, when we meet again, we’ll have a proper meal.  No offense to th’ take away we had but I’m much better at picking places than th’ Doctor.”  With that, she pulled back and walked the other woman to the door.

Saibra followed, if not as happy. Why did she have to leave? Of course, the answer was simply: because she didn’t belong there. But in a childish manner, she just wanted to spend a few more hours with her new friends. “Well, then, when will we meet again? I need to write it down on my agenda,” she joked.

Clara laughed softly before a thought struck her.  She went over to the small bag of hers that she kept on the jumpseat and rummaged through until she found a spare pair of earrings that she had picked up on her travels with the Doctor.  She gave one to Saibra and kept one for herself.