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maskormenace2015-10-03 04:50 pm
justimprobable) wrote in maskormenace2015-10-03 04:50 pm
Entry tags:
- † barry allen | the flash,
- † benton fraser | n/a,
- † clara oswald | n/a,
- † eggsy unwin | n/a,
- † francis urquhart | n/a,
- † john watson | n/a,
- † kanaya maryam-lalonde | psychopomp,
- † mathieu carver | shadow,
- † peggy carter | miss union jack,
- † richard gansey | raven king,
- † the (twelfth) doctor | stop that
❮ ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ ❯
[The feed cuts on the second the communicator hits the floor, tilting over to capture a puff of white, warm air against a rosy stucco wall. It hangs there for a second, flitting and agitated, before it suddenly materializes back into the shape of two bare feet, connected to two equally bare ankles.
And the feet and ankles are connected to one very bare, very unhappy young woman, fortunately otherwise offscreen. There's a string of muffled curses and rustling fabric, as Clara hurries to collect the articles of clothing that dropped when she quite unexpectedly evaporated.]
Would it hurt to include a bloody instructional pamphlet?
[She kicks the camera over with her toe, making sure it's pointed away from her as she wriggles back into her dress. The jumper and stockings get balled up and left on a windowsill - it's too hot for them in Florida, and she doesn't fancy carrying extra clothes around all day.]
... Well, it looks like my shoes didn't want to come back. Anyone in Heropa carrying around a spare pare of trainers today?
[The camera jostles a bit as she finally picks back up the communicator. Her face is flushed from the heat and her collar is askew, but there's hard, fiery determination in her eyes.]
If you can hear me Doctor, this would be a fantastic time to make it up to me.
And the feet and ankles are connected to one very bare, very unhappy young woman, fortunately otherwise offscreen. There's a string of muffled curses and rustling fabric, as Clara hurries to collect the articles of clothing that dropped when she quite unexpectedly evaporated.]
Would it hurt to include a bloody instructional pamphlet?
[She kicks the camera over with her toe, making sure it's pointed away from her as she wriggles back into her dress. The jumper and stockings get balled up and left on a windowsill - it's too hot for them in Florida, and she doesn't fancy carrying extra clothes around all day.]
... Well, it looks like my shoes didn't want to come back. Anyone in Heropa carrying around a spare pare of trainers today?
[The camera jostles a bit as she finally picks back up the communicator. Her face is flushed from the heat and her collar is askew, but there's hard, fiery determination in her eyes.]
If you can hear me Doctor, this would be a fantastic time to make it up to me.