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It was there, in the back of his mind. It never left, it never gave him a moment of peace or the brief salvation of silence. He thought that escaping Gallifrey might ease them, because they were the Time Lord's creation, after all. His mind was their vicious game of roulette.
Koschei was vengeful, and now the only company he had were the occasional ( Read more... )
Koschei was vengeful, and now the only company he had were the occasional ( Read more... )
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She never really gave a fuck about things like that. If someone wants to kill her, they can kill her. She doesn't have anything worth stealing.
And normally, a cute boy would not cause her to stop walking. But when a cute boy steps out of a dumpster in an alley... well, that's something that makes her stop and blink.
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And his eyes land on her. Already he can feel something about this girl, but he can't quite place it. He can't quite come to know why, perhaps, he feels drawn to this woman. His lips curl in a twisted smile.
"Are you alright, miss?" And he approaches, for now, false concern planted at his front. After all, a girl walking around a night couldn't be a good thing. And with the way she was staring... He couldn't wait.
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People are not Mary's strong suit. She's just going to... flee, a little. If that's alright. Not that Koschei's not welcome to follow her...
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Oh, this one would be fun. She might even start feeling the faintest of movement in the back of her mind, where he's trying to feel, trying to plant fingerprints, making her that much more aware of him. Whether he succeeds or not, is still up in the air. Her mind seems complicated.
He follows her, and, after a few moments, reaches out to touch her arm, "It's really not safe to roam around at night like this, you know." There's that smile again.
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