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The Doctor And I {Psych13 and Moi}

"I live here. And I got rid of that thing yesterday." Dexter said.
"Whose that Dexter?"
"Compensation." He lied instinctively as he took the Doctor's arm and dragged her into his house. Alright, now what? Actually he didn't ever think he'd see her again. "Tea, coffee?" He asked to be hospitable as he went to the kitchen adjacent to the living room. The apartment was a good sized three room apartment. Jessica usually was over their house sleeping over anyway so his dad had thought three bedrooms were fine.
"About the explosion?"
"No, for the flooding." Dexter shot back sarcastically and pinched his nose. "You're going to be late dad so quit stalling." He said as his dad came out and took a look at the girl who was 'compensation' studying her curiously. She couldn't be no more than thirty at the maximum or maybe even twenty-seven really. But who was he to judge? People were not always what they seemed on the outside.
"Sure and we'll talk about your tone later." Dexter just rolled his eyes as his dad finally left for work.

Struggling

"Sure. Was raised with them. Kinda kept my tattered sanity together. Thing is I can't really see well in this dark room. And I don't want to do you any more harm than already done. You're going to have to tell me when the bind is loose." She said going to where the bind began and pulled to get the bind loose so she could pull it off.

Changeling x Pony

Hmm, as I was going to make my pony a writer that actually makes sense :3 I choose being a girl.

Struggling

Natalie turned her head toward the voice and went toward it coming to where he, as the voice was definitely male. She shook her head coming to where the male was being held. "Let me see if I can't get you free of your binds." She said not wanting to say she couldn't see that well but at least she could make out a masculine form tied down with something. She placed her hand on his arm and trailed her finger tips down until she felt the binding there doing her best to ignore how strong the male felt testing whatever the bind was recognizing the material. "Silver?" She asked confused.

The Doctor And I {Psych13 and Moi}

Dexter had woken up early as an automatic response to being woke up early day after day and took a shower when he realized that he had no work to go to. He heard the cat flap go. Its not like the two didn't like animals but they couldn't afford to have them so had nailed it shut. "Dad? Didn't you nail the cat flap?"
"Course I did." Harold said in his room getting ready for work.
"Well..." Dexter said picking up a nail from the floor and looked at the cat flap as the startling blue eyes of the Doctor met his startled grey ones. He opened the door surprised. "What are you doing here?" He asked confused.

The Universe doesnt care (Me and Lynxoynx04)

Rose smiles softly at the Doctor hugging him back. "Yeah I know that. After all, nothing can copy the Old Girl's calming him. Yeah that was her name who helped me at Pete's Torchwood. She had some knowledge about it but when I asked why she just grinned and said she couldn't tell me. 'It will spoil the experience lived if I do. Now don't we have a vortex manipulator to build?' She had given me the answer when I asked why not." She answered him remembering the strange woman who had a happy look on her face, curly sandy brown hair with blonde high lights. Eyes that were more green than brown but there was enough to be called a hazel color. She wore a form hugging shirt that was cute on her as well as pants that were well worn.

Struggling

It was darker than the outside of the hall and that was indeed saying something. There seemed to be sound of something straining against something else but Natalie couldn't tell up from down, but still continued forward inching the door a little closed letting the candle light from the hall enter at least doing her best to get used to the extremely poor lighting in here taking hesitant steps trying not to run into anything. Trouble with good intentions is that they usually fly out the window as her hip crashed into something and a clatter of...metal? Reached her ear and she extends her hand to try and 'see' with her hands what it was. A table then. Full of...some sort of tools or something. So if there was a table, there must be a bed. Good reasoning, and maybe the thing trapped was in here. She grabbed something random hoping it could help in setting free whatever was trapped and once more walked hesitantly forward. Should she say anything? Well if it was some sort of beast maybe speaking sweetly will help? "I'm here to help." She says softly, kindly, hoping that she conveyed the truth of her words convincingly enough, for it was true. She meant no harm to the thing trapped as she took another step not knowing where she was going.

Struggling

Natalie heard a strange howl in the castle and frowns at the lost and foregone note that sounded and heads toward it, being as careful and as quiet as she can and after a few minutes, after the howl ended she did her best to see which room it had come from biting her lip softly. "Eeiny meeny, miney, this one." She said under her breath as she opened a random door hoping that she was correct in her choice. She wouldn't be able to leave such a pitying thing locked up if she could help it.

The Doctor And I {Psych13 and Moi}

-ugh double post-

The Doctor And I {Psych13 and Moi}

Dexter got home seeing his worried parent Harold Sterling, his dad seeing as his mother seemed to have disappeared who only knew where when he had been young. Harold looked his son over and gave him a hug happy to see him whole and healthy. "I didn't hear from you and then I saw the news that your work got blown up." He answers the phone as one of his many friends called him. Dexter got his hair and poor eyesight from his father, his height and his eye color he got from his mother's side of the family. "Hello Marianne. Yeah, Dexter's home seeming on carrying a plastic arm of all things, I think he may be a little shocked but otherwise he seems unharmed." And Dexter finally noticed that he was indeed still holding the arm. He should have gotten rid of it. Then his obnoxious...oh he really shouldn't really be calling Jessica names. He and Jessica had been friends practically since in diapers.
"I been worried sick about you!" Jessica said.
"I'm fine...just a bit...shocked." Dexter said trying his best to sound placating.
"Well, I know just what will do for you. How about you unwind with a couple of beers?" Oh Jesus.
"There's a party going on isn't there?" He asked pretty much knowing the answer to that.
"Well, Harriette's throwing it, but we would only stay for a bit."
"Thank you but no thanks. I'm just going to toss this in the garbage and have an early night."
"Well, let me take care of that for you then. You've had a rough night after all." Jessica leaves after mockingly places the hand by her throat and pretending to be choking and leaves making Dexter roll his eyes affectionately. She was a bit of a drama queen Jessica. And he did just as he said he was doing, and slept early that night, the arm being deposited in the bin outside the apartment complex that he lived in.