@clara-oddwald – (continued from ask) – 11th Doctor/flirting
“Thens what were you doing?” He asked raising a brow.
“I mean it’s completely understandable if you were… I am rather dashing.” He grins and straightened his bow tie.
“Course it can, TimeLords still have illnesses. Some that are deadly to them and don’t do a thing to humans.” He told her.
“But don’t worry about me, it’s just a sniffle, I’m sure I’ll be right as rain tomorrow… a 12 hour bug.” He smiled nervously.
“Oh, thanks for introducing me with deadly illnesses first.” Clara comments sarcastically, leaning off the console and crossing her arms.
She licked her lips quickly, looking back and forth. “Do you need.. Some chicken soup or something?” The short woman clearly did not know how to treat sick people, less TimeLords.
“Clara Clara Clara… you’ll be fine, it doesn’t effect humans…. and no… I’m okay, promise. It’s a very mind bug.”
“Weren’t you shufflin’ away a moment ago, saying it was infectious?” Clara accuses, squinting her eyes at him slightly.
“I- I said it might be infectious… the scan just came back saying that it will only effect TimeLords…”
“Scan?” Clara squinted, leaning one leg once again. “Or is the great big scary TimeLord embarrassed about being complimented?”
Damn, she was on to him… that or she didn’t believe him from the start… she was good at seeing through him…
“I- i- um… noooo~…?”
And ran out the room, towards his study/workshop… quite possibly blushing.
drapetxmaniia - The Urge to run away 