Twelve. (Parody/Roleplay)

You know what I am? I… Am… an idiot! With a box and a screwdriver.

( Parody/Roleplay/Unaffiliated )

[Twelve. (Parody/Roleplay) @RockingTheBox]

"I am not a hero—You know what I am? I… Am… an idiot!"

-New Doc
-Literate/descriptive
-Ships with chem
-Doctor is a sarcastic rockstar
-RT?

[Twelve. (Parody/Roleplay) @RockingTheBox]

Yes.
Birthdays are incredibly important. Celebrating the day brilliant people are born? Hell yes count me in.

[River Song (Roleplay/Parody) @APerfectSong]

I've.... overreacted haven't I?

[Twelve. (Parody/Roleplay) @RockingTheBox]

No, no, no. No.
I never plan the best things! I make sure they happen spontaneously.

[River Song (Roleplay/Parody) @APerfectSong]

You know the children can't keep a secret. You've nothing planned. It's alright. I suppose I'm too old to celebrate birthdays anyway.

[Twelve. (Parody/Roleplay) @RockingTheBox]

No. No I didn't. Haven't.

[River Song (Roleplay/Parody) @APerfectSong]

Tomorrow is my birthday. You've forgotten.

[Twelve. (Parody/Roleplay) @RockingTheBox]

Uh... You know this doesn't work. I don't know what happened!

[River Song (Roleplay/Parody) @APerfectSong]

•side eye• Seriously?

[Twelve. (Parody/Roleplay) @RockingTheBox]

.... Right?

[River Song (Roleplay/Parody) @APerfectSong]

I suppose you'll have to figure it out, won't you?

[Twelve. (Parody/Roleplay) @RockingTheBox]

What have I done this time?... Or... Not done...?

[River Song (Roleplay/Parody) @APerfectSong]

Oh, Doctor... why do I ever let you out.

[Twelve. (Parody/Roleplay) @RockingTheBox]

@ImpossibleFemme way since the early days and he didn't mind her touch, only hers though, he wasn't keen on strangers being all over him. Expect babies. They still had a free pass.

[Twelve. (Parody/Roleplay) @RockingTheBox]

@ImpossibleFemme his hips just so, so he can nudge against that special spot inside her, driving her on for him, closer to that sharp edge. "My Clara, let go for me."

[Twelve. (Parody/Roleplay) @RockingTheBox]

@ImpossibleFemme He exhaled a long, slow breath. "That's good to know, but for reference, it is rather a difficult language to learn. Or so I've been told." The TARDIS lights flickered a little in agreement.

He closed his eyes for a moment, basking in the brush of her fingers. He'd come a long -

[Twelve. (Parody/Roleplay) @RockingTheBox]

@FluidMelody He cocked his head slightly as he looked down at her. Beneath the water he reached out a hand to curl his fingers around her waist, brushing his fingers against her skin.

"We have a lot of time."

[Twelve. (Parody/Roleplay) @RockingTheBox]

@FluidMelody grin, his eyes reflecting how grateful he was for what she was doing, and that she wasn't judging him for it. God bless River Song.

[Twelve. (Parody/Roleplay) @RockingTheBox]

@ImpossibleFemme nice that, with a lose translation, she could use her imagination to fill in the blanks. A little more romantic. But if she truly wanted to learn, he wouldn't stop her, it might be nice to hear it spoken again.

[Twelve. (Parody/Roleplay) @RockingTheBox]

@ImpossibleFemme He huffed a little and rubbed his cheek against her where he was still rested. "Well, you do have a rather vivid imagination."

He was touched that she hadn't insisted on learning Gallifreyan, though. There was a reason the TARDIS refused to translate it. And it was sort of -

[Twelve. (Parody/Roleplay) @RockingTheBox]

@ImpossibleFemme "No, not a spell. Not really. But there is power in the ancient Gallifreyan words."

He paused, listening to her heart beat for a moment.

"They were... A promise, a declaration and a confession. We have things to say to each other, and I don't always have the words."

[Twelve. (Parody/Roleplay) @RockingTheBox]

@FluidMelody He looked at her for another moment.

"You're..." Hmn. He made a low sound in his throat as he considered, trying to word why he thought that. "Patient with me. Every time."

[Twelve. (Parody/Roleplay) @RockingTheBox]

@FluidMelody He twitched slightly, before he could quite stop himself. But then he cocked his head, considering her. His eyes skidding over her face.

"You actually have the patience of a saint, you know?"

[Twelve. (Parody/Roleplay) @RockingTheBox]

@ImpossibleFemme "Magic."

He made a low sound in his throat, considering it as he thought about the best way to think about it.

"It's-" he made a low sound. "You know how Time Lord are touch telepathic? It sort of plays in with the words are /more/."

[Twelve. (Parody/Roleplay) @RockingTheBox]

@FluidMelody The way she says that always has a very specific tone and it's curious. There's so much in that single word. He exhaled, thinking he should maybe actually answer, he turned his head into her hand.

"It feels... Sort of nice. Like... A hug but without the touching."

[Twelve. (Parody/Roleplay) @RockingTheBox]

@ImpossibleFemme something more?

[Twelve. (Parody/Roleplay) @RockingTheBox]

@ImpossibleFemme "Gallifreyan does it for you," he mused, considering that for a moment as he shifted to get comfy, using her as a pillow.

"Could you feel it?" He asked after a moment, thinking about how she reacted the first time he'd uttered it. Was it purely emotional or was there -

[Twelve. (Parody/Roleplay) @RockingTheBox]

@ImpossibleFemme her, wrapping his arms around her.

[Twelve. (Parody/Roleplay) @RockingTheBox]

@ImpossibleFemme He arched a brow at her little confession, making a low sound in the back of his throat.

"Really?" There was always something new to learn about her. And he loved it.

He settled down against her again, rubbing his cheek against her, nuzzling her lazily as he settled against -