An Evening in the TARDIS (OTA)
Sunday eve finds Kilrenko in the TARDIS bar. She sits at the counter in a long, flowing black dress that sparkles in the dim light of the bar.
She sits casually, cigarette dangling from her long, elegant fingers as she flips through the karaoke selection. Her fingernails also occasionally glitter like diamonds when the light catches them just right.
She'd welcome company of any sort.
She sits casually, cigarette dangling from her long, elegant fingers as she flips through the karaoke selection. Her fingernails also occasionally glitter like diamonds when the light catches them just right.
She'd welcome company of any sort.