21+ #SmutlessRP
#DoctorWho
MV/SS with @enigmainaskirt.bsky.social
#Fake
It seems to forward to offer to walk her home or even to a car, so he simply leaves things as a kind offer.
It seems to forward to offer to walk her home or even to a car, so he simply leaves things as a kind offer.
How often had he done that when he was the version — versions — of himself that she knew?
“Well, if it were up to me, now,” he replies, scratching the back of his neck like a nervous boy. “But I will definitely offer my recommendation. If you want . . . you can help me shelve the ~
How often had he done that when he was the version — versions — of himself that she knew?
“Well, if it were up to me, now,” he replies, scratching the back of his neck like a nervous boy. “But I will definitely offer my recommendation. If you want . . . you can help me shelve the ~
He doesn’t know that he has seen all of time and space, too. His universes exist only in the books he reads. Or so he thinks.
He doesn’t know that he has seen all of time and space, too. His universes exist only in the books he reads. Or so he thinks.
“Good,” he replies, finding himself quite glad that she has decided upon here. “Did you . . . have any questions?”
She might, though he is thinking more questions about the ~
“Good,” he replies, finding himself quite glad that she has decided upon here. “Did you . . . have any questions?”
She might, though he is thinking more questions about the ~
Plus, that would put her there with him. He could show her the ropes, so to speak. Not that he doesn’t pop by on mornings like this, too.
“They’ll hire you,” he ~
Plus, that would put her there with him. He could show her the ropes, so to speak. Not that he doesn’t pop by on mornings like this, too.
“They’ll hire you,” he ~
That would do the trick, he thinks.
“Well, if it were up yo me . . . ~
That would do the trick, he thinks.
“Well, if it were up yo me . . . ~
John is obviously absorbed in the work, but he glances over at Clara frequently.
Where has he seen her before?
The man shakes the thought off. He’s being silly.
“I think that’s about it. Unless you have questions for me.”
John is obviously absorbed in the work, but he glances over at Clara frequently.
Where has he seen her before?
The man shakes the thought off. He’s being silly.
“I think that’s about it. Unless you have questions for me.”
“Showing you around would be my pleasure.”
He points out a few things — stairs going down as well as where students can check out their own books.
“So they can come in after hours. Most like to burn the midnight oil as they finish their papers. Mostly, we have books related to ~
“Showing you around would be my pleasure.”
He points out a few things — stairs going down as well as where students can check out their own books.
“So they can come in after hours. Most like to burn the midnight oil as they finish their papers. Mostly, we have books related to ~
Which is to say, he works well beyond a full day, but he likes it here. Plus . . . the library is all he really has. He lives alone, and his social life is next to ~
Which is to say, he works well beyond a full day, but he likes it here. Plus . . . the library is all he really has. He lives alone, and his social life is next to ~
It’s a small library.
“Of course,” he adds, gesturing for Clara to follow. “Shall we?”
It’s a small library.
“Of course,” he adds, gesturing for Clara to follow. “Shall we?”
John’s expression falls slightly. He’d been trying to get a job there for the past year, but, it never stuck.
Then again, maybe he’s right where he needs to be.
Clara Oswald would deserve the Bodleian job if she got it.
“Not that Lincoln College Library is not perfectly ~
John’s expression falls slightly. He’d been trying to get a job there for the past year, but, it never stuck.
Then again, maybe he’s right where he needs to be.
Clara Oswald would deserve the Bodleian job if she got it.
“Not that Lincoln College Library is not perfectly ~
“We could really use the help. You will have to officially apply on the university site, but I don’t see why they wouldn’t hire you with credentials like that. The British Library? Impressive. They might move you to the Bod ~
“We could really use the help. You will have to officially apply on the university site, but I don’t see why they wouldn’t hire you with credentials like that. The British Library? Impressive. They might move you to the Bod ~
She is about to rummage through the thing when John clears his throat.
“This is Clara. She’s interested in the open position.”
She is about to rummage through the thing when John clears his throat.
“This is Clara. She’s interested in the open position.”
John raises a brow, though doesn’t seem entirely surprised by the eccentric woman’s latest shenanigans.
“Umm . . . what’s with the box, Helena?”
The woman plops it on the table next to his stack of books.
“Don’t know!” Helena ~
John raises a brow, though doesn’t seem entirely surprised by the eccentric woman’s latest shenanigans.
“Umm . . . what’s with the box, Helena?”
The woman plops it on the table next to his stack of books.
“Don’t know!” Helena ~
His voice is as different as his appearance, but the kindness remains.
“You will have to talk to Helena about that,” John adds. “She’s the big boss.”
As of on cue, the woman bustles in carrying ~
His voice is as different as his appearance, but the kindness remains.
“You will have to talk to Helena about that,” John adds. “She’s the big boss.”
As of on cue, the woman bustles in carrying ~
“I’m John,” he says, holding out a hand to her.
He’s polite. Warm and welcoming. A far cry from who he was . . . even if the only self he has known has been this one.
“I’m John,” he says, holding out a hand to her.
He’s polite. Warm and welcoming. A far cry from who he was . . . even if the only self he has known has been this one.
She is definitely familiar. Those big eyes . . . Lovely eyes. The way she’s looking at him with almost recognition makes him wonder if he /has/ met her ~
She is definitely familiar. Those big eyes . . . Lovely eyes. The way she’s looking at him with almost recognition makes him wonder if he /has/ met her ~
Whoever she is, he cannot help but smile broadly at her.
“Hello.”
Whoever she is, he cannot help but smile broadly at her.
“Hello.”