NAKED TIME WITH GEM

[parallels]

[There was something on her side of the bed. Well all of her bed was technically her side so the fact that there was something stopping her from spreading her legs out as far as she wanted was just weird. And annoying.

She gave it a good kick.

It pulled away for a but then eventually returned to rest against her toes. Annoying. And chilly. Why was she so cold.

With a sleepy grumble she rolled over to curl up and cocoon in her sheets. Not caring if her elbow happened to jam into someone else's ribs.]

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[bowtimeandspace]

I'm not poking around!




I'm asking you to.

Clara can we just get on with this. Who knows what's happening to us.

[ :| ]

[parallels]

Fine.

Get on with it then.

[She doesn't look him in the face. She tightens her body language, crossing her arms tightly in front of her chest as if hoping it will form a barrier between her and the Doctor and his oncoming invasion.]

[bowtimeandspace]

Okay.

[And he's about to, but then there's a sudden shriek of pain. Real pain. He detaches from her and he's thrown backwards to the ground as he cries out, all pale skin and very little covering it.

[parallels]

Doctor!

[She unhooks her arms and immediately drops onto the ground next to him, holding his hand and trying to cradle his shoulders.]

[bowtimeandspace]

Okay. Pain. Can definitely still feel pain.

[His hand grips hers, tight, it feels like someone is wrenching his insides.]

Someone-- Someone is trying to stop us working this out.

[parallels]

Go inside my mind, get us out. Fast as you can. Do it!

[She grips his hand in hers and tries to pull him into a sitting position.]