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The Doctor ♣ Eleven ([personal profile] comeonthensexy) wrote2012-09-03 05:02 pm
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[ There's a good while of silence, aside from the rustle of a paper, like a page being turned. ]

Oh, yes, right! Hello! How do I do one of these voicemails things again?

[ Another bit of silence, and then he clears his throat. ]

You've reached the Doctor - the eleventh, to be exact. Leave a message and I'll get back to you, promise!
hollowchild: (waiting for a girl to strike a match)

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[personal profile] hollowchild 2013-08-01 02:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[she guides him into the room, positioning him in the center of the room and then nudging his chin upward before she flicks on the light]

There, look.

[there was a reason for her doing that, and the reason is that she's painted the ceiling and all the walls of her room. the sky is a dark blue, with stars carefully painted in silver. there are thin lines between some of them, sketching out the major constellations. about halfway down the walls, the sky gives way to trees, dark silhouettes stretching up all the way from the baseboard]
hollowchild: (to let you see my heart again)

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[personal profile] hollowchild 2013-08-01 02:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[that was what she really wanted to show him, anyway. that she missed a familiar sky, so she made it again, as best she could. it's just paint on plaster, and doesn't hold a candle to anything he's seen, but it's something]

I suppose you wouldn't see the stars in constellations so much. Not if you travel amongst them.