โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ
โ โ โ
๐ฐ ๐พ๐จ๐บ ๐บ๐ถ ๐บ๐ผ๐น๐ฌ ๐ถ๐ญ
โ ๐ด๐๐บ๐ฌ๐ณ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ป๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐ท๐จ๐บ๐ป.
โ
โ ใ
คโ * .ใ
ค๐๐ค .โ
โ โ . . . stumbling back to
her TARDIS, before finally
ending up just โ collapsing
onto the ground. oh no.
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and a reasonable fear. be glad she isn't the seventh, or the poor thing would have great reason to run.
" yeah. sorry 'bout that, it's uh... i wouldn't even know how to begin explaining that. it's not personal to *๐๐๐, obviously. "
pausing.
" i appreciate it, but +
โ i appreciate that. the feeling, i'm sure you understand, is still not entirely mutual. โ always that fear remained. ka faraq gatri. she could hardly be blamed.
โ any cause in particular? if not, may i suggest a solution? โ
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" well usually i'd mention the whole 'dalek bit' here, but frankly you don't worry me a lot. "
pausing. guilt. a lick of it.
" i was like this before you waltzed in, as it happens. frazzled day, "
" there's nothin' really on your planet anymore. that's not the point is it? " rude? yes. however, would a 'dalek' register that?
" . . . fine.แ just a bit too used to blabbing alone, "
" mm? oh no, you're quite welcome. should be a chair here. . . somewhereโ ooh, am i doing it again? no chairs, tsk, "
quite the gob on this one. ah well. oh, and yes, she does recall the other.





