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                I   love  you  p a t h e t i c a l l y.                           [ Unconditionally ]                 I feel incomplete when you're not here.                 You haven't been here for  a while now.                          But neither have I.                        I wish you'd come back.                           Make me whole again.                          Make me  feel again.                                Please?

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    She looked up, brow raised, and nodded at that reply. "Good answer," she'd say, "I didn't think about it like that before."

    "If you could go anywhere in the universe with no restrictions whatsoever, where would you go?”

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+ uniquelyclara ;;

    "If you could go anywhere in the universe with no restrictions whatsoever, where would you go?"

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AU where Muse A has been missing for five years and presumed dead until one day an old friend of theirs (Muse B) receives a letter in the mail that simply says ‘Not dead. Let’s have dinner.’, with a place and a time and a Muse A’s initials at the bottom.

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     "Aren't they just? I've never seen them from this view before -- I never thought they would look so lovely, but they're so much more wonderful than I remember."

  “I have. But they are gorgeous tonight, aren’t they?” Donna didn’t mention that she’s seen the much closer than tonight. But that would just sound crazy. 

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    "There is no way to time-hop, isn’t there? Humans haven’t developed that sort of technology, as far as I know.”

  "You are much nearer than Betty’s, though, so I don’t think I’d mind seeing whether or not yours really is the best in the universe.”

             ”Well, you certainly need to be much more specific if you don’t plan on time hopping, don’t you?     In any case, Betty’s would be your best bet. No jammie dodgers, but a nice cuppa and a biscuit will do you well.”

                    “‘Course, I’m always of service for a top knotch cup of tea, if you’re so inclined.”

                       ”Rated Universe’s Top Tea Room, you know.”

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+ thehackerwhocan ;;

    "What do you imagine would happen if people suddenly remembered their past lives?"

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wow

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1. What they smell like: A burnt match immediately after its flame was put out. 2. How they sleep (sleeping position, schedule, etc): She very rarely does sleep, but when she does she's deathly still, curled up in just one place. 3. What music they enjoy: Classical music, preferably orchestral. The violins are her favourite section, what with their capabilities of all sorts of different tones, be it light as a feather or dark as the everlasting shadows. 4. How much time they spend getting ready every morning: Not a lot. She never truly understands why humans are so keen on beauty. 6. Left or right-handed: Ambidextrous.

7. Religion (if any): She doesn't really have one, as she hasn't quite looked into human beliefs enough yet, but her personal ideas are fairly similar to that of Buddhism or Hinduism.

9. Favorite touristy thing to do when traveling: Seeing the most iconic sights.

10. Favorite kind of weather: Spring. It lets her see such beautiful life that she was never given the opportunity of witnessing in space.

11. A weird/obscure fear they have: The cold. Being so used to extreme heat, she can't bear anything less than hot. For this, she often wears sweaters even in the summer, and can't bear colder times of the year. 12. The carnival/arcade game they always win without fail: The Ski Ball game. She has a great sense of aim and an even better spatial memory, so she has no trouble reaching the scores she wants.

let's do a headcanon thing

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    "Oh, wonderful. I was worried for a moment there."   There's a pause as she tries to regain her thoughts, and then,  "Have you seen a small cat around here?"

  ” Not at all. “

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   "Oh, there isn't a point in asking anything less than great, I don't think."

◤★◢

"Now THAT  is a great question.”

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+ cotiidianus ; + galaxyxdoctor ;;

    "Am I interrupting something?"

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+ undxcim ;;

    "If objects could speak, what do you think they would talk about?"

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    Befuddlement pierced her brow upon hearing his reaction. Hints of humour remained nestled in her features, but she couldn't say she exactly understood what the man meant. Was it shared property, thus being both his and not his? Or maybe his friend lent it to him. Either way, the item was quite intriguing. She had never before seen anything like it.   "No and yes? How does that work, exactly?"

              “Hm?”                                        Rory asked the woman, he hadn’t really heard                                        what she had said, her beauty had made Rory’s                                        heart skip a beat, and made him feel guilty the                                        second after. Then he noticed the woman’s eyes                                        on the sonic screwdriver he was supposed to be                                        keeping.               “Oh no, but, yes. It’s a friend’s…”

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Willing to write with anybody, though more partial to other science fiction characters. (it only makes sense)

4-ish(? I'm bad at keeping track) years of rp experience.

Nonfandom, but very fandom friendly.

FC is Morena Baccarin.

Mun will do anything from single line to multi-para. Novella is rare.

Icons are used more than any other kind of imagery.

Unlikely to be nsfw.

Multiverse & multiship.

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    "Damn. Well, where can I find the second best tea, Mister Expert? Preferably some not centuries away from me."

            “Oh, you’re only talking to the most well-versed tea expert in all of the cosmos.

                         Have to say, though, you’re about three centuries off.”