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Moss, moss, everywhere. Luckily the terrain is getting smoother, no more sharp rocks underneath the green moss, waiting to break your ankles. The forest looks like no one has been here for ages. No B&B for you. The good news is that the animals don't fear humans and you should have no problem catching yourself some dinner.
[ mission: camp, try not to die, etc. ]
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[walking slowly, as he'd rather not slip and fall again. that would look extremely unimpressive and they can't have that.]
[pointing his screwdriver at one tree or another occasionally.]
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Have you ever been stuck like this before?
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I've been stuck for a long time, long periods of time... I couldn't leave. But eventually I'd find a way. Or other people would, and come to my rescue. [a shrug. he doesn't look too distressed about the situation.] This isn't so bad. I'd rather know where the TARDIS is right now, but I have the key with me, so it should be fine.
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You think you'd have a tracky...thingy. Like how you found it last time. [at the south pole. that was a long ride]
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[was that a button]
[that was a button]
[usually he loves buttons, especially if they're big and bright and blinky, but right now, not so much.]
Clara, I don't want to alarm you but I think I just stepped on something very important.
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Doctor. [what do we do. shuffles slightly like do we leg it]
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[gives her hand a squeeze and
slowly
lifts his foot from the rock]
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[button remains sunk in when his foot lifts. the rumbling continues on for a moment until there is a 'locking' noise from beneath them]
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[then the ground gives way, dropping them down into a mossy tunnel slide by way of the creek. enjoy the ride]
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[amusement park drop scream]
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[pulls her close and holds tightly]
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[theres loops and turns and twists until the slide empties you two out into a large pool. its dark as hell except for a splinter of light seeping in from the ceiling a good height above them. looks like you've ended up in some sort of long forgotten temple]
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[pops out of the water with a heavy gasp and one of those 'wet cat' positions with her arms out before she just stops and starts laughing]
[thatwasawesome]
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[struggles on the water like a drowning cat for the first ten seconds, ready to make an annoyed remark when he finally draws a new breath, but finds her laughing, so he laughs too.]
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[brushes her hair out of her face and gives him a shove, nearly breathless]
That's more like it, yeah? [you found something, doctor, congratulations.]
[hikes skirts up to wade over and out of the pool and begin the painstaking process of getting the water out before she can start tying them up to be out of the way.]
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[there comes that dreaded knowing she's going to get chewed into a little bit by captain worrypants if the headcount turns up two missing, so she hikes her sleeve up and fiddles the wristcom into working.]
...Paging base camp.
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[has like, the phone balanced against his shoulder while he saws at deer corpse. makes for nice gross squelchy ambiance]
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Not quite...just calling in to say me and the Doctor might be a little late. [there's a kind of wince in her voice. its playing it up nicely. no big deal. we dont need rescue, except she wouldn't be calling if there wasn't a slight chance that they will.]
I mean, we found stuff. So not to get your knickers in a twist when come nightfall you don't go all sassy hipped in that way you do when someone's wandered off.
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[the most dry uh huh to ever uh huh. shifty noises while he switches the phone to his other ear and stashes the knife in deer flank for safe keeping to get up and give her not-damseling his full attention]
So you're calling to tell me you got lost and you, what, don't want me to come and get you?
[the again is implied but mercifully not spoken. you're welcome. seriously with your tweedle dee and tweedle dumb though guys. seriously?]
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[shaking his head dismissively as he butts in on the conversation.]
No, no we're not lost. We're in an underground... hall... shrine sort of place. [positively beaming.] We're exploring. It's quite fascinating, really. Even if it's a little gloomy but I figure that's just because it's abandoned. Possibly.
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[yall urban exploring bitches are testing his patience]
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[plus that mechanism has him thinking his screwdriver might just work down here, unlike with the trees and moss that make the forest up there]
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[holding the bridge of his nose tiredly. he thought clara was bad on her own but getting her together with this guy is just. disaster.]
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