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Her heels echo on the tile of the lobby and her arms are crossed over her chest.
The look on her face is a cross of upset and fear, but mostly it's upset and she studies the gathering of police boxes with knitted brows before she spins on her heels and moves her hands to her hips.
"Doctor!" She speaks with an Australian accent, eyes narrowed. "TURLOUGH."
"DOCTOR. TURLOUGH." She runs a hand over her hair. "When I find them..."
[Typist: Resistance is futile and my mind collects loud-mouthed women. Tegan Jovanka from Doctor Who, just after 'Enlightenment'. Because who wants a Tegan who gets on with people?]
The look on her face is a cross of upset and fear, but mostly it's upset and she studies the gathering of police boxes with knitted brows before she spins on her heels and moves her hands to her hips.
"Doctor!" She speaks with an Australian accent, eyes narrowed. "TURLOUGH."
"DOCTOR. TURLOUGH." She runs a hand over her hair. "When I find them..."
[Typist: Resistance is futile and my mind collects loud-mouthed women. Tegan Jovanka from Doctor Who, just after 'Enlightenment'. Because who wants a Tegan who gets on with people?]