Universe 1
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Watching the director walk away, Miranda touched the spot where he had injected her. It was still a bit sore. Words, pictures, concepts - the entire play suddenly started running through her mind. Her character was a servant to a wealthy baron. Though, she seemed like a background character with few words initially, she had a lot of scenes and would be the one to discover who the murderer was. Of course, the character would almost get killed for this knowledge but it worked out in the end. She looked over at the Doctor. He had something about wanting to watch it. Though she preferred a good book next the fireplace to either, she would still rather watch the play rather than be in it. But then again, it was something new. She had never been in a play before. It might actually prove entertaining.

"It shouldn't be too bad." She told him. "Especially, as the words are already memorized." That was something clever. She had no doubt that they would come to her mind when she needed them. It was doubtful with this kind of technology that having stage fright and forgetting the words would happen. But then again, memorized words the hard way or words slammed in one's head both might disappear when one was nervously standing in front of an audience. "Besides," She shrugged. "The man seems to have confused us with someone else. And I don't think he would take kindly to us just leaving him in the lynch." She stated. 

Three more individuals entered the room. Spotting them, they headed over to them. The first was elegantly dressed and seeming to be in charge, at least of the other two. Pausing before them, he looked them over. "You both don't look exactly like I was informed." His eyes glanced over Miranda. "Exquisite, but a bit shorter than I expected." He declared, either unaware he just insulted her or didn't care. He looked at the young woman right behind him. "Take her to get her wardrobe. The play is going to start soon and you'll need to make some modifications." He waved them away. Allowing the younger woman to pull her away, Miranda glanced toward the Doctor. She knew she would catch up to him eventually. He was after all, a major character in the play. 

The man sniffed as he glanced over the Doctor. “Good, you seem to be in costume already.” He declared. “Louie here will show you toward the stage.” He waved dismissively at the young man. “Your character doesn’t really change outside of this outfit so I’m done. Try not to get it to ruined. These things are masterpieces.” 

With that, he walked away leaving the young man with the Doctor. “This way, sir.” Louie stated. “If you are worrying about your friend, don’t worry. She’ll be fine. If I read the script right, she lives to the end.” Then, as if remembering, he paled. “Not to rub it in, sir.” He declared. “I meant no disrespect. We all are thankful for your sacrifice.” He bit his lip and turned expecting the usual complaint. He was so dead. If he was lucky and avoided getting written into a play, he would definitely lose his job. You don’t speak about that. Especially not with one who’s character died. Yes, he was in big trouble. No doubt this man would complain to the director and he would be punished. “This way.” He said, more subdued. 
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Universe 2
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Boy was he embarrassed. Sometimes words just popped out of his mouth without him even thinking about the ramifications. Thankfully, she seemed to understand. She was a bright individual. Someone worthy of being his companion. If only she passed the test. Looking past her, he saw the Ice Governess trying to get through the window. They didn't have much time left. Not that he was concerned. If she passed the test, they would be safely away. If she didn't...well... there was no need to think about that. She wasn't going to fail. He smiled, as Clara looked at him concerned. He smiled. "So come on, then." He told her. "Plan. Do I have one?" He smiled as she boldly stated she knew what it was - had known it all along. "No you don't." He declared. He doubted she knew it, well the whole time anyway. Even he had been making it up as he went. Well... he did have it at the base of the stairs. But that didn't matter. The matter was to see if she could prove it. "Prove it." He declared pacing in front of her. He frowned at her, though in reality he was trying to contain himself. Would she pass? Did she really know it?

He watched as she paused a second and then asked why should she bother. If he knew it, why explain it again? "Because," He informed her. "We will be dead in thirty seconds." Though his back was to her, he knew that the Ice Governess was slowly melting her way through. She was almost through and would quickly reform once her entire body made it through. He waited while Clara rapidly thought it out aloud. He shrugged. "So?" He stated at the mention that if they were hiding they would be elsewhere. He kept the grin off his face though his eyes started to sparkle as she grabbed the umbrella from him. The grin broke out as she used the umbrella to pull the ladder down. "Bravo." He told her. His expression quickly turned to urgency. "Now we better get going. Ladies, first." He said being a gentleman even though there wasn't much time to spare.

When she informed him she was wearing a dress and that he should go first, he nodded. Made sense. Not that he would have looked but still… Scurrying up the ladder he reached the top and waited for Clara. The ladder pulling up behind them had bought them a few seconds. However, he knew the ice governess would pull it back down. The goal was to get her on it, and then hopefully she would fall, breaking apart. Then Simon would be unable to get her. Though, the ice governess would be difficult to kill, the fall would scatter most of her remains making it almost impossible to get back together. At least for many years. In which, it would be dealt with by his younger self. Ah… that was a fun adventure.

Spotting Clara he smiled relieved and headed toward the TARDIS. Opening the doors with a snap of his fingers he entered. Turning, he waited to see her expression. This was the best part about a new companion. The first time they saw his TARDIS always was enjoyable to watch. He couldn’t wait for her to say “Bigger on the inside”. He was practically relishing it.