#* ´ ★ˑ 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈 ┊ is that the sort of man i am now? am i rude?

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“    oh i hate that look,   ”     that gleam in her eyes which whispered she knew something no one else did;    it was the worst look in the galaxy, unless he was the one wearing it.    “    stop it, tell me what is going on.    ”

sc.      ★     @stormlit​

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“    you know, i don’t think i like the look of this.    ”    sonic tucked beneath the sleeve of his jacket, the doctor kept watching the presentation with a wary look in his eyes;    in his unconscious mind, the puzzle had already been solved, the reason why he knew from the instant it started that something terrible was bound to happen was laid out, but his conscious thoughts had yet to put the pieces together;    it would come to him, in a moment.    until then, he unlocked the door behind him, deciding there was no time like the present to figure it out.   “    make sure no one eats my popcorn, will ya.    ”     petting the other person’s hand, he slipped out, not closing the door fully behind him.

sc.      ★     @stormlit​

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“     rose tyler,    ”     he stretches the syllables as if he had never spoken her name before, tasting each letter on his lips and filling them with infinite intimacy.      “    now where did you go?   ”    question is posed despite of the fact he doesn’t give her a chance to reply, immediately sweeping her off her feet in a hug, smile stretching from ear to ear, the rage of the day  —   the threats and punishments he had doled out an hour ago, as their impromptu adventure turned nightmare came to a close, tucked away in the farthest corner of his mind.    

all of it is still there, the simmering rage which hasn’t abated, the leader of the cult escaping to another planet, but sunlight, all pink and yellow, is safely back in his arms.    “    missed ya.   ”    he grins into her hair.

sc.      ★     @doomsdaye​

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ducking behind the other man, sonic screw-driver ready at his hand, he begins attempting to unlock the steel door;   the shots ring out above his ears, a bullet gracing his leg   —   the people chasing them  (   well, him, he isn’t sure when he picked up this other man  — somewhere around the time they tried to throw a grenade at him, he supposes  )   continue shooting, their numbers swelling instead of diminishing.   

“    try aiming!   ”    he shouts out, an exclamation following the words as the door unlocks.    without wasting a second, he grabs the man by the arm and drags him inside, shutting the door closed with a loud bang.    “       i’d say i’m sorry, but...    i didn’t ask for your help.    ”

sc.      ★     @highaver​

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“    i got the impression there was something you wanted to tell me.    ”    maybe it was the way they were planning on killing him, but he really hated pregnant pauses, better get on with it.

@patternsrhyme​     •      starter call.

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“    wouldn’t eat that if i were you.    the cheese, it...   lingers.   ”     both shoulders shake, a grimace making his frown turn ever ever further down.    “     not that one either, ohh...   yes, that’s delicious, don’t mind if i also steal another one.    ”     grinning up at the waiter, he flopped another one of the hors d'oeuvres into his mouth.    “    nice, huh?    ”

sc.      ★     @jurati​

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“    that?   no, no, that wasn’t me.    not yet, anyways.    sounds like me, though, doesn’t it?    ”    it had all of the plump and dramatics he was usually associated with.    it could be worse, she could be accusing him of starting the war instead of finishing it.    “    haven’t been there in, i don’t know, a hundred years.    ”

sc.      ★     @venturousheart​​

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“   you don’t look very excited,    ”   movements are fluid as he dances around the console, fingers grasping the handles in a well-practiced dance, the break in the middle so he can stop and stare at rory making ship come to a sudden lurch.   “    why aren’t you more excited...   you look...   well, you look...    ”     the doctor trails off, unsure what he can say, though the term british comes to mind.

sc.      ★     @phoenixspirits​​

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at the sound of someone clearing their throat, the doctor takes a quick step back.    his innocent expression is almost half-convincing.    throughout all his lives, the ability to talk his way out of every situation has been a boon and a half, but today the fates decided they wished to see him dance.

“    i was just taking a looky-look, i wasn’t touching it -   ”    he lifts his hand to hand to scratch the back of his neck, not realizing that he is planting the evidence on himself.    when his fingers brush across his chin and cheek, a dark, greasy, hand-print of his crime is left behind.  “    you told me not to touch it, i didn’t touch it.   ”

sc.      ★     @halothief​

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“    it wasn’t a noise, i was just...    thinking very loudly, about other stuff, not about what you were doing, because what would i know about what you were doing, i’m totally not worried that you forgot to wire the second coupler with the sixth one, risking a massive explosion.     ”      head tilts to the side, the clueless bafoon look he was going for falling away fro a moment as he peered in more closely,     “    unless you are planning to do it at the end, which is five times more dangerous, but you will be getting more energy.    huh, well, as i said, i don’t know.   ignore me, ignore me.    ”

sc.      ★     @dereiserne

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“    alright, alright, alright,    ”     he mutters, a twinge of an unnecessary southern accent slipping through,   “    i’m here, you can stop callin’ me and bothering martha.    what do you want, jack?    ”

sc.      ★     @spacecation​

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“   air-force facility?   you don’t say?    ”    the doctor had been on some wild-ghoose chases before   (  sometimes literally  ),   but he always made sure to stay out of the american military’s attention, having a healthy aversion to...   well, everything they stood for.    “    well, then i’m in the right place,    ”     fishing out the psychic paper from his back pocket, he flashes it in her direction, squaring himself up.    “    inspector general.    you were  not expecting me.   i hate it when people prepare, makes you guys, uh, hide your mistakes, and than there is the salute, hate that.    pass that around will ya, i’m way too busy today...   inspecting things, to deal with that.    ”    

sc.      ★     @ltkarma​​

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