“I’m not sure…” She couldn’t feel pain anywhere, past the cramping in her shoulders and arms. But she also hadn’t checked very thoroughly.

In the dim light it was hard to make out the Doctor. He wasn’t her Doctor, at least not in looks as far as she could tell. Well, he would always be her Doctor, but he had certainly regenerated since she had last seen him.

“Hold on a minute, are you old?” Maybe it was the dim light, but she was pretty sure he looked downright geriatric. “And Scottish?!”

“Oi, I’ll have you know, miss Tyler, that the other Doctor you are so fond about is over 900 years old. So it shouldn’t be so surprising…. and what’s wrong with Scottish?”

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@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.

Clara pauses, crossing her arms and straightening her posture a little. “Okay, that’s true. That’s really very true.”

She leans forward a little, eyes wandering around his face momentarily before meeting his eyes. “Though, I’d say I was giving more of a friendly compliment.”

He preened slightly, only to blush and stutter as she lent in closer.

“A-ah… okay then…”

He tried to stop the disappointment that he was feeling… he shouldn’t be feeling that…. he can’t do that so soon…

“Why are you sad?” Clara blurted out, crossed arms slightly loosening as she drops her shoulders.

The Englishwoman’s eyebrows furrow together, eyes looking between his right and left eye quickly. “Compliments are good, they don’t usually make people sad. Why are you doing that?” She didn’t understand that it wasn’t sadness and quickly worried that she upset him.

“W-what? I’m not sad… nope, not me… I think you’re seeing things miss Oswald.” He scurried to the other side of the console, not wanting to admit that he actually wanted her to be flirting with him.

“I’m absolutely fine… and thank you for your compliment.” He put on a smile.

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@clara-oddwald – Continued from ask

The Doctor’s pet, as she’s known, made a surprised noise of protest when she was pulled forward, not exactly wanting to dance with Missy and less hold her hand.

“Yeah, you don’t usually forget getting trapped inside a Dalek, I’m pretty sure.” Clara always tried to take on a more serious tone, but pinched her lips together as she tries not to trip over the Time Lord’s feet and make matters more embarrassing for herself. “Or maybe I’m just remembering the part when you tried to get The Doctor to kill me while said dalek?”

Missy Pouted.
“Come now M’Dear, we still had fun, didn’t we, working together… and not everyone gets to say they got to pretend to be a Dalek for the day.”

“I’ll even let you have a sharp pointy stick this time.” She joked.
“Come on… join me, we can do the stuff that the doctor never does because he is a goodie two shoes and a spoilsport.”

Missy Dipped the Girl and then pulled her back up, still dancing to the music that had come out of nowhere.

Missy pouts at the fact she didn’t get to kiss the woman, but nodded, agreeing with the terms.

“Okay… do you know if there are any cafes nearby?”

“Missy.” Clara puts on a cocky little grin, shoulders shimmying slightly.

“We’re in London. When isn’t there a cafe nearby?” She didn’t know why the TimeLord not knowing how tea-focused the country was made her laugh, but she couldn’t help it.

“Ah… Point made… well then… let’s go find ourselves a cafe then.” She smiled and held out her hand to her.

There was something about Clara’s cocky attitude that made her smile.

Clara raised her eyebrow at it before her smile returns and she takes it, putting her hand into Missy’s open palm after a mere couple of seconds of it being offered.

“Oh.. Maybe we’ll run into one of those cat cafes.” She said, excitement slightly lacing her tone. The date was happening, might as well enjoy it, and she definitely enjoys cats.

The TimeLady lit up at the word cats.

“Cats and cafe in one sentence? That I do like. Yes, I really really do like that idea.” She practically purred.

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@clara-oddwald – Continued from ask

The Doctor’s pet, as she’s known, made a surprised noise of protest when she was pulled forward, not exactly wanting to dance with Missy and less hold her hand.

“Yeah, you don’t usually forget getting trapped inside a Dalek, I’m pretty sure.” Clara always tried to take on a more serious tone, but pinched her lips together as she tries not to trip over the Time Lord’s feet and make matters more embarrassing for herself. “Or maybe I’m just remembering the part when you tried to get The Doctor to kill me while said dalek?”

Missy Pouted.
“Come now M’Dear, we still had fun, didn’t we, working together… and not everyone gets to say they got to pretend to be a Dalek for the day.”

“I’ll even let you have a sharp pointy stick this time.” She joked.
“Come on… join me, we can do the stuff that the doctor never does because he is a goodie two shoes and a spoilsport.”

Missy Dipped the Girl and then pulled her back up, still dancing to the music that had come out of nowhere.

Missy pouts at the fact she didn’t get to kiss the woman, but nodded, agreeing with the terms.

“Okay… do you know if there are any cafes nearby?”

“Missy.” Clara puts on a cocky little grin, shoulders shimmying slightly.

“We’re in London. When isn’t there a cafe nearby?” She didn’t know why the TimeLord not knowing how tea-focused the country was made her laugh, but she couldn’t help it.

“Ah… Point made… well then… let’s go find ourselves a cafe then.” She smiled and held out her hand to her.

There was something about Clara’s cocky attitude that made her smile.

@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.

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@clara-oddwald – Continued from ask

The Doctor’s pet, as she’s known, made a surprised noise of protest when she was pulled forward, not exactly wanting to dance with Missy and less hold her hand.

“Yeah, you don’t usually forget getting trapped inside a Dalek, I’m pretty sure.” Clara always tried to take on a more serious tone, but pinched her lips together as she tries not to trip over the Time Lord’s feet and make matters more embarrassing for herself. “Or maybe I’m just remembering the part when you tried to get The Doctor to kill me while said dalek?”

Missy Pouted.
“Come now M’Dear, we still had fun, didn’t we, working together… and not everyone gets to say they got to pretend to be a Dalek for the day.”

“I’ll even let you have a sharp pointy stick this time.” She joked.
“Come on… join me, we can do the stuff that the doctor never does because he is a goodie two shoes and a spoilsport.”

Missy Dipped the Girl and then pulled her back up, still dancing to the music that had come out of nowhere.

Missy pouts at the fact she didn’t get to kiss the woman, but nodded, agreeing with the terms.

“Okay… do you know if there are any cafes nearby?”

12) ❛ Are you flirting with me? ❜

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“I knew they called you a madman, but you’re really pushing here.” Clara accuses in an almost embarrassed tone, crossing her arms and leaning her weight on one leg.

(11 maybe??)

The Doctor sat up from where he was working under the console and looked at her.

“You are arnt you… y-you do know I’m quite a bit older than you?” He asked obviously very flustered.

“Maybe I’m flirting with…” Quick! Clara, act fast. Visualize a bottle being thrown at you or something! “The TARDIS! Ever think of that, clever boy?” Clara raises her eyebrows, leaning her palms on the console with one foot going up in the air behind her.

“Oi! Don’t flirt with my TARDIS.” He protested scrambling to his feet.

“I’m the only one who is allowed to flirt with the old girl.” He patted her column. “Isn’t that right Sexy.”

The TARDIS hummed softly, amused at the both of them.

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@clara-oddwald – Continued from ask

The Doctor’s pet, as she’s known, made a surprised noise of protest when she was pulled forward, not exactly wanting to dance with Missy and less hold her hand.

“Yeah, you don’t usually forget getting trapped inside a Dalek, I’m pretty sure.” Clara always tried to take on a more serious tone, but pinched her lips together as she tries not to trip over the Time Lord’s feet and make matters more embarrassing for herself. “Or maybe I’m just remembering the part when you tried to get The Doctor to kill me while said dalek?”

Missy Pouted.
“Come now M’Dear, we still had fun, didn’t we, working together… and not everyone gets to say they got to pretend to be a Dalek for the day.”

“I’ll even let you have a sharp pointy stick this time.” She joked.
“Come on… join me, we can do the stuff that the doctor never does because he is a goodie two shoes and a spoilsport.”

Missy Dipped the Girl and then pulled her back up, still dancing to the music that had come out of nowhere.

“Ah, we did.” Clara gives her best enthusiastic smile, playing along with the song momentarily. “My favorite was waking up strung by my feet and you joking to eat me.” She sighs like it was a fond memory, lying off her ass.

“That stick part is tempting, think you got the last one on the planet last time.” The short woman stalls for time by making back, hoping to either make a plan of for someone else’s plan to be helping her.

“Aren’t you, like, his friend? Do friends normally kidnap their friends.. Friends.” She didn’t know exactly what to call herself, settling on a friend of a friend as she was dipped down. At least the music was groovy.

“Ah. You miss Oswald, are a star. I don’t get many of the Doctors companions who actually play along. They start demanding to be let go and scream at me… but not you. That makes you fun.” She smiled fondly, touched her cheek and spontaneously kissed it, before letting her go.

“Answering your question: Oh yes, definitely, and then both of those friends work together to figure out the best way to embarrass the other friend, or tell each other blackmail stories that they know about their mutual friend so that they can read them later.” Missy smiled as she walked away slightly.

“I would, but I think we can both agree you’d probably just laugh, yeah?” If Clara knew anything at all about the woman, it was that she thinks these things are funny. “Laugh or, I don’t know where i’m getting this one but, trap someone in a dalek.” She responded spitefully, but blinked her eyes quickly as she gets kissed on the cheek.

“Ah, mutual bullying.” Clara named it, pointing a finger upward then in Missy’s direction, a small blush having crept onto her face that she tried to ignore. “Oi! Where are you going? I thought we were having a real conversation here!”

“Probably, its Not bullying. It’s Teasing.” Missy corrected and returned to her side.

Spotting the blush, the TimeLady decided she really like that colour on the girls face.

She lent closer to her as if she was about to kiss her.

“But right now, my Dearest Clara… would you like to… go get a cup of tea, in a cafe and chat?”

“You two really know how to tease then.” Clara muttered, glancing to the floor with a sarcastic raise of her brows before looking back at the TimeLady.

Though, when she leaned that far forward, the short Englishwoman’s eyes widened in seemingly comical surprise, shoulders bouncing up.

“No airplanes frozen in time, no Doctor to save, and you’re asking me for coffee?” Clara had to clarify, she could hardly believe it currently.

“Why is it so surprising that I could be asking you out? Hmm? I do have eyes you know, I can see when there is a pretty, intelligent, independent woman around, so why shouldn’t i ask you out for tea or coffee.”

Missy smiled at her.

“Do you have another boyfriend? Or is it the Doctor? Hmm? Or is it the fact that I’m a insane woman who is completely bananas? Does that really effect things so much? Isn’t the Doctor a Mad Man with a Box?”

(theoldgirlsboys – can be 10/11/or/12) ❛ Are you flirting with me? ❜

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“I knew they called you a madman, but you’re really pushing here.” Clara accuses in an almost embarrassed tone, crossing her arms and leaning her weight on one leg.

(11 maybe??)

The Doctor sat up from where he was working under the console and looked at her.

“You are arnt you… y-you do know I’m quite a bit older than you?” He asked obviously very flustered.

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@clara-oddwald – Continued from ask

The Doctor’s pet, as she’s known, made a surprised noise of protest when she was pulled forward, not exactly wanting to dance with Missy and less hold her hand.

“Yeah, you don’t usually forget getting trapped inside a Dalek, I’m pretty sure.” Clara always tried to take on a more serious tone, but pinched her lips together as she tries not to trip over the Time Lord’s feet and make matters more embarrassing for herself. “Or maybe I’m just remembering the part when you tried to get The Doctor to kill me while said dalek?”

Missy Pouted.
“Come now M’Dear, we still had fun, didn’t we, working together… and not everyone gets to say they got to pretend to be a Dalek for the day.”

“I’ll even let you have a sharp pointy stick this time.” She joked.
“Come on… join me, we can do the stuff that the doctor never does because he is a goodie two shoes and a spoilsport.”

Missy Dipped the Girl and then pulled her back up, still dancing to the music that had come out of nowhere.

“Ah, we did.” Clara gives her best enthusiastic smile, playing along with the song momentarily. “My favorite was waking up strung by my feet and you joking to eat me.” She sighs like it was a fond memory, lying off her ass.

“That stick part is tempting, think you got the last one on the planet last time.” The short woman stalls for time by making back, hoping to either make a plan of for someone else’s plan to be helping her.

“Aren’t you, like, his friend? Do friends normally kidnap their friends.. Friends.” She didn’t know exactly what to call herself, settling on a friend of a friend as she was dipped down. At least the music was groovy.

“Ah. You miss Oswald, are a star. I don’t get many of the Doctors companions who actually play along. They start demanding to be let go and scream at me… but not you. That makes you fun.” She smiled fondly, touched her cheek and spontaneously kissed it, before letting her go.

“Answering your question: Oh yes, definitely, and then both of those friends work together to figure out the best way to embarrass the other friend, or tell each other blackmail stories that they know about their mutual friend so that they can read them later.” Missy smiled as she walked away slightly.

“I would, but I think we can both agree you’d probably just laugh, yeah?” If Clara knew anything at all about the woman, it was that she thinks these things are funny. “Laugh or, I don’t know where i’m getting this one but, trap someone in a dalek.” She responded spitefully, but blinked her eyes quickly as she gets kissed on the cheek.

“Ah, mutual bullying.” Clara named it, pointing a finger upward then in Missy’s direction, a small blush having crept onto her face that she tried to ignore. “Oi! Where are you going? I thought we were having a real conversation here!”

“Probably, its Not bullying. It’s Teasing.” Missy corrected and returned to her side.

Spotting the blush, the TimeLady decided she really like that colour on the girls face.

She lent closer to her as if she was about to kiss her.

“But right now, my Dearest Clara… would you like to… go get a cup of tea, in a cafe and chat?”