clara ;
❝you’ve got a serious misconception
of the word chipper if that’s what
you think i am.❞
❝ oh, what a shame, i suppose you’re not. but,
clara, i am very chipper to see you. ❞
❝ you’re being weird today, you’re not normally like this. ❞
part of her believes he is beginning to catch onto her game, she’s said
too many insulting things, acted a bit smarter than she should have. she
still has hope, though, that he can be easily pushed off track.
unknown ;
❝um —— thank you?❞
abigail’s not sure if that’s a
compliment, to be honest.❝other girl?❞
no one knows his plans, but he’s certainly got them. he’s been
looking at them ALL, and not even she looks up to the task.
❝ and i might even say prettier, definitely more fit. and your
mind is extraordinarily the same but different all at the same
time, can’t say it’s that interesting though. i don’t think you’ll
ever work as a proper replacement. ❞
clara ;
❝not going to scream. not at all.❞
❝ ah, good. hello again, flesh girl. it’s lovely to see you
so …. what’s the word i’m looking for chipper. ❞
❝ i was thinking we don’t really have to go anywhere
today. i mean we always go somewhere. ❞
❝ well aren’t you different not that i can
complain of course. that other girl was boring. ❞
( her arms crossed ; somewhat of a PROTECTIVE pose ; but mostly
confident. exerior only . ——-inside her chest was PRESSURED ;
thousand heartbeats a second & brain overworking ; a plan yet to
finally come to her. wit & brains her only allies ; both currently fai-
ling due to the [ concealed ] fear trailing down her spine )
❝ fancyful name you’ve picked; considering that he is the clever
one & you’re just a cyber thingy inside his head ❞
he lifts himself from the chair he’d been propped up in and he goes
to walk close to her, each step slow and careful. he even makes
sure his boots click roughly against the floor. after this he hopes
she’ll be scared.
❝ if he’s as clever as you say, then why is it that i’m
here rather than him why is it that he’s given up? ❞
doctor ;
leaving. she couldn’t be serious. he’s laughing, maniacal laughter for a
few moments, but he catches her gaze, the frightful one that he rarely
sees on her unless he’s really been pushed over the edge. his laughter
dies down.❝
you’re actually serious, aren’t you? after all we’ve
been through you’re just LEAVING because of the fact
… no, why are you leaving? why should i even LET you
leave? ❞
good. she’s already getting a rise out of him. she stays sheepish
and quiet and she looks down at the ground for a long time, tears
starting to develop in her eyes. making humans cry was so very
easy. slowly, her gaze lifts to meet his.
❝ you’ll let me go because you love me. please,
doctor, i need to leave. you’re scaring me. ❞
( subconsciously & meticulously OBSERVANT of him as she is;
it takes her practically no time to notice a difference betweenher
doctor & the man before her. the way he stands;the emptiness
in his othwerwise warm tone. ————the metalic cage on his face.
that feture detones recognition ; igniting a somewhat E R A S E D
memory. this time ; however ; she feels as if she should be wary.
the doctor’s trapped. she’s alone. ) ❝ do wish i could say ‘nice to
see you again, cyber thingy’, but i’d rather ask how & why is it
that i’m seeing you again ❞
there’s still that sass she has that he’s been so keen to pick up
on, of course perhaps being keen has nothing to do with it this
is what she seems to want him to see. because under that he
senses vulnerability. but she does know how to strike him. cyber
thingy. OH how very, very ( for lack of a better word ) CLEVER of
her. he grits his teeth the smallest bit in A N N O Y A N C E.
❝ i’ll answer your questions when you learn that my name is
mister clever and that you should address me as such. ❞