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Post by The Eleventh Doctor on Oct 7, 2016 20:25:40 GMT
Clara Oswald. The Impossible Girl. He had finally figured it out - how she could be everywhere across his timeline. She had jumped into his timeline on Trenzalore after the Great Intelligence had tried to kill him at every step along his adventures. In order to save him she had made sure that everything went as it was supposed to. At least The Doctor thought she had. It was possible that Clara had altered a few events along the way, but he was still alive and kicking - both his hearts - so whatever had happened couldn't have been bad.
The Doctor ran around the TARDIS console all the while flicking an abundance of switches, buttons and leavers. It was impossible not to considering he was piloting a spaceship that was meant for more Timelords than just the one. As the TARDIS spun through the Time Vortex, the piloting Timelord was thinking about where he was going to take his companion next. He had traveled all across space and time, yet he still needed somewhere new to travel. Somewhere he'd never been before - or at the very least do something that he'd hadn't before.
When the TARDIS landed, the Timelord pulled a screen around to see where - and when - he was. The Doctor grinned and ran outside the Time Machine once he had seen where he was - for once he'd actually managed to get it right.
The year 2015 on a Wednesday, their usual day for time traveling-related adventures.
The Timelord burst out of the TARDIS and ran up to the door of the house in front of him, beginning to bang on the door probably a bit too loud.
"Clara? Clara it's me! I definitely got the right house! Unless I didn't, which would be thoroughly embarrassing but I'm positive I got the right one!"
Clara Oswald
The Doctor ran around the TARDIS console all the while flicking an abundance of switches, buttons and leavers. It was impossible not to considering he was piloting a spaceship that was meant for more Timelords than just the one. As the TARDIS spun through the Time Vortex, the piloting Timelord was thinking about where he was going to take his companion next. He had traveled all across space and time, yet he still needed somewhere new to travel. Somewhere he'd never been before - or at the very least do something that he'd hadn't before.
When the TARDIS landed, the Timelord pulled a screen around to see where - and when - he was. The Doctor grinned and ran outside the Time Machine once he had seen where he was - for once he'd actually managed to get it right.
The year 2015 on a Wednesday, their usual day for time traveling-related adventures.
The Timelord burst out of the TARDIS and ran up to the door of the house in front of him, beginning to bang on the door probably a bit too loud.
"Clara? Clara it's me! I definitely got the right house! Unless I didn't, which would be thoroughly embarrassing but I'm positive I got the right one!"
Clara Oswald
