Miracles Out of Nowhere
Chapter 43
The room was fairly basic. In fact, it was impeccable and simple with white everything; walls, doors and floors. The Doctor stepped out of the blue box, which was now at a stark contrast with everything else in the room. Rory stepped out next, then Susan, who looked around. This was not how it looked in the guidebook. Rory was right. It was just a pair of doors. A pair of doors with buttons at the side. Buttons were interesting. Susan jogged forward to inspect them as the Doctor tried to salvage the punctured atmosphere of anticipation.
"Doors. Yes. I give you doors." He said, stepping forwards and gesturing to the doors with a theatrical elegance. "But on the other side of those doors, I give you sunsets, spires, soaring silver colonnades."
"I didn't send us to the wrong place, did I?" Susan asked, looking back at them. Rory didn't have a clue and was waiting for Amy, but the Doctor shook his head.
"Nope. Right on time, place and presentation." He answered promptly, shooting her a smile. Susan breathed a sigh of relief. Presentation? Oh, with a bang. That was their family's usual way.
"Good. First trip- I'd hate for anything to go wrong." She said, and then Amy's voice piped up as she looked out of the TARDIS.
"Have you seen my phone?" She asked them all, quickly.
"Your phone?" The Doctor's face dropped into one of internal horror. How could she think about her phone at a time like this? Behind those doors were sunsets, spires, soaring silver colonnades. This was not a time to phone her parents or something!
"Yeah." Amy answered, once again wondering what her bonkers best friend had a problem with.
"Your mobile telephone?" He questions again, and Susan resisted the urge to groan as he strode towards his companion, very annoyed. She was supposed to be impressed! Why did it get so hard to impress people nowadays? It was infuriating. "I bring you to a paradise planet, two billion light years away, and you want to update Twitter?" He said the word with venom. He hated Twitter. He'd tried it once and the fact he couldn't ramble and only had a set amount of characters had bugged him so much that he had flung Rory's phone out of the TARDIS, into deep space, shouting at it to stay out. Now he had a deep set loathing for the social network. Susan had no need for it- no one she could add really, and what would she put? Out in 1920s, getting chased by dinosaurs #lol? Or whatever it was. Modern technology- give her the 1960s any day.
"Sunsets. Spires. Soaring silver colonnades. It's a camera phone." She told him. Susan smiled and pointed back inside the box.
"Saw it on the counter, by the DVDs." Susan told her and Amy gave a smirk to the Doctor, as if telling him that he should take his granddaughter's example and be nice, not moan all the time. She thanked Susan before popping back off into the box to grab her phone. Susan thought about joining her, but instead she just went back in the box, grabbing her coat from the umbrella stand and popping it on around her green blouse and jeans. She stepped out of the box just in time to see Rory push the top button; a green anchor.
"OK, so, rain check on the soaring silver colonnades." The Doctor said, begrudgingly.
She jogged up to them just as they walked inside, and Susan couldn't stop her face falling at the side of another white room, plain as the other but this time with three white chairs, a glass table and a curious magnifying glass on top. It was enlarged, not a small one and it was also fixed onto the table. Susan gasped and whipped around at a sound, but it was only the doors sliding shut behind them. She shook her head. Silly of her. She looked around the room again, spotting the green anchor on the wall. The Doctor looked around as Rory looked at the glass.
"It's a magnifying glass." He said, and the Doctor wheeled around to inspect it. Susan looked at it too, looking through it to see her Grandfather's curious face on the other side, but not magnified.
"Odd." She muttered as she looked through. Then they heard Amy pat on the door and her voice rang through the door.
"Hey? Hey, it's locked." She said through the doors.
"Yeah, push the button." Rory called out to her and Susan sat down, looking at the doors and fully expecting them to open. It was just a door, and just a button. Susan had proved earlier that they were not hard to work. Stupid console. Stupid mallet- and what was he doing having one of those anyway? Hitting the poor old girl was not very nice. Rory let out a sigh and rested on the table as they waited. Amy still hadn't entered. "Come on, Amy!"
"So, what, after that pair of doors comes the sunsets, spires and silver colonnades?" Susan questioned her Grandfather idly as they waited as she tapped her knees, not liking to wait. She hated being patient. Couldn't stand having to do one thing, or think about one thing for too long. The Doctor just nodded curtly. That was odd. That was the nod that he gave when he was distracted. But there was nothing to be distracted by- it was just a boring room and they were only waiting for Amy to push the button and walk into the room.
After a few moments of waiting, with the Doctor striding around, taking in every detail and looking a perplexing mixture of bored and curious, Rory decided enough was enough and pushed the button on their side, fully intending on giving his wife a lesson in how to use a button. It was ridiculous. The doors slid open and Rory let out an exclamation of surprise, making Susan and the Doctor look up at him.
"Where is she?" He whispered, looking around the hallway. Susan got up, confused.
"Is she not there?" She asked, and went by his side in the doorway, looking round. Sure enough, there was a lot of white, a little of blue but no flash of red hair or leather jacket. Amy wasn't there. Her first thoughts was that her friend was on the TARDIS still, but the doors were closed and Amy never remembered to close them when walking into the box. Besides. Susan had left the door open when she had grabbed her coat. So she'd gotten out of the TARDIS.
"Where on wherever we are is my wife?" Rory didn't like this, and turned back to the Doctor, who'd taken up Susan's chair in front of the magnifying glass. Susan had been right; it ran in the family. The Doctor never could resist a button. and pressed the big green button on the magnifying glass. Something powers on and Susan turns back from her analysis of the other white room that Amy was clearly not in, and went around to her Grandfather's side, putting hand on his shoulder as a blurry picture whirred into life. It wasn't a magnifying glass...it was a screen of some sort.
"Rory, Susan... I think I've found her." The Doctor told them slowly and Susan could just stare over his shoulder as Amy peered closer to them, recognising her.
"What do you mean you've found her?" Rory charged over to look at what the Doctor was looking at, saw Amy in the magnifying glass and gave out a yell of alarm. "Whoa! No, but, she's not... she's not here!" He stuttered as he ran round the table, as if his wife was going to be on the other side. The Doctor sat up and Amy did the same, both looking round their sides as Susan just lent forwards and tapped the glass. No change in picture. Rory ran back round to their side, so the three sandwiched together to get a good view of Amy. "I can see her, but she's not here."
"A projection? A screen?" She muttered, thinking it through. Like a webcam, they were definitely seeing her as she was, not a pre-recording. So it's a live feed. The Doctor sat back down, thinking his own thoughts. What was Amy doing in a screen? Rory looked at Susan, bewildered.
"What like Alien Skype?" He asked. Trust Rory to think of something commonplace and add alien to it. It was one of the things Susan loeved about Rory Pond. She just shrugged as Amy peered closer to them.
"Maybe." Susan shrugged. She had no idea.
"Where am I?" Amy asked. "In fact, where are you?" No sooner had she asked this, the doors in their room slid open with hiss of air and Rory let out a yell as they all jumped to their feet and got a good view of the robot in the doorway. Hand raised, it was stark white and humanoid, with a blank head and two lights on it's chest; one red, one green. But it was the hand that got their attention. They were real hands. The Doctor, Susan and Rory instantly put their hands up in horror and surrender.
"What is that? Robot?" Susan asked, looking sideways at her Grandfather, hoping he would ramble something clever, amazing and true that wasn't going to hurt them. She hoped the hands were made for waving, rather than to shoot lasers or something, which had happened on two previous occasions in her travels with her Grandfather. And hopefully this time, he would not loose his eyebrows. But he was just looking at his hands, waving the fingers stupidly.
"Hands! Hello. Hands, Susan. Robot with hands, Rory." The Doctor said. Not exactly a speech to put one's mind at rest. The robot spoke with an even tone and a pleasant voice.
"Welcome to the Twostreams Facility. Will you be visiting long?" It asked them and Rory made an none-committal shrug, totally unprepared.
"Er, Doctor. Something's happening." Amy said through the crackle of the machine's speakers, her voice panicked, and the Doctor retuned his attention back, going over as the picture started to blur and loose focus. He grabbed his sonic as Susan backed off, giving him room as the robot advanced on Rory.
"Amy!" He cried out, pointing the sonic at the buttons on the glass and giving it a buzz. Susan looked over and saw the picture move, flipping through images like a tape on fast forward. "Stay calm! Stay still!"
"Grandfather, what's happening?" She asked, in a warning tone. She was trying not to panic, stuck between the Amy problem and the robot with hands that was walking towards Rory.
"Ah, time's gone wobbly. I hate it when it does that." He answered her, waving the sonic about .Rory backed up, moving past the chairs and Susan returned her focus on him as the hand was thrust forwards into their face and both Rory and Susan gave out yells as they lunged back, away from the robot.
"Will you be visiting long?" It asked them as both of them backed away slowly.
"Good question, bit sinister. What's the answer to not get us killed?" Rory asked as he went round another chair and towards the wall. Susan gripped his arm, tightly as she stared at the hand that was starting to look more threatening. It was not looking for a handshake.
"Rory Williams, asking the right questions." She praised with a terror-filled smile.
"Answer?" He looked at her, his pitch going up, hoping she had one. Susan's face dropped.
"No idea." The robot advanced and she moved a chair in front of it, trying to block it's path. "Ahh, back off!" It just moved around the chair. "Please?" She tried again. The Doctor was done and flicked the screwdriver, checking the readings.
"It's OK, I've got you, you're fine." He pocketed the sonic back into his green coat and stared closely at the the image. Susan could just about make out Amelia, now sat in the corner of her blank room.
"Will you be visiting long?" It asked again.
"Doctor, a little help. Doctor." Rory asked him, as Susan and he were backed into a corner.
"Grandfather!" Susan issued, really wishing he'd take a split second to look around at them. She knew Amelia was important, but she also knew it's take one zap of the sonic to disrupt this bag of bolt's hand and core program. The Doctor turned round to them both, eyes shooting wide, caught between two problems and dangers.
"And where have you been?" Amy's voice rang out. The robot started to ask it's question again but Rory was nearly out of patience and looked to the Doctor for help.
"What do I tell it?" Rory asked, full on panicking now. He really hated robots, which was fairly ironic, having been a plastic robot for over 2000 years. But, on the other hand, that might only enrage his hatred of the things. Plus, the hand was really starting to freak him out.
"Grandfather!" Susan yelled as the Doctor dithered, and Amy spoke out again, going up to the magnifying glass.
"I've been here a week!" She snapped, annoyed, as was in her right.
"A week?!" The Doctor yelled in outrage and panic, going back to the table and staring in horror at Amy. She wasn't supposed to be in there for a week! How was it a week? Rory thought this too, and gave out a yell of his own.
"A week?!" He shouted.
"A week?!" Susan screamed, but more to the advancing robot that to Amy herself.
"I'm so sorry!" He Doctor had a split second of confusion before it all clicked into place. "Aha! Same room, different times. Two timestreams running parallel but at different speeds. Amy, you're in a faster time stream." He rambled, almost at a breathless shout towards the end. Then the image began to fade again, half static, half Amy's face as it blurred.
"Doctor, it's going again!" Amy cried out.
"Doctor!" Rory shouted. He and Susan were backed into a corner, Susan in front of Rory, shielding him but she was too short, so the hand jutted out again but closer to Rory's face. They both gave out a yell.
"Grandfather!"
"AMY!" The Doctor roared.
"DOCTOR!" Amy screamed back at him. The image went to static, and then blank. Susan gave out a small yell, one bout of courage and ran underneath the robot's arm, leaving Rory bewildered, but the robot seemed to stop. Susan turned, gave the robot a second to see if it was going to attack. It didn't so she went over to her Grandfather, who was trying to get the image back short of banging it on the side.
"It's gone again. Sonic it!" She cried, mimicking the device. He shot her a look, too caught up in the problem of getting Amy back to hug her, though he would if he had the time. But he just gave his granddaughter a crook of his neck to indicate he was 'working on it'.
"Trying Susan!"
"That robot. It's just waving." Rory couldn't move, he was cornered by the robot, too tall to slip under, and the robot had moved to pin him against the wall more effectively. It was just waving though. Didn't stop Rory looking terrified.
"Come on. Gotcha! There. Stabilised, settled, shh!" The Doctor said in triumph as Amy once again joined them on the screen.
"Why has this got hands?" Rory asked, looking at the robot. The Doctor walked over, leaving Susan to sit with Amy and shoot her a reassuring, if worried smile that she don't think quite worked in calming the red head. The Doctor, meanwhile, was explaining the robots to Rory.
"Organic skin, ultimate universal interface, grown and grafted, not born. It's actually seeing with its fingers, scanning the room. But why not just give it eyes?" He asked, looking at the bot.
"Will you be visiting long?" It asked, in the same voice, as if responding to the Doctor's question with one of his own.
"As long as it takes." The Doctor replied before going back over to the glass. "Budge up, Susan." He told his granddaughter, who tutted and moved to the next chair along, the Doctor peering though at Amy. "Amy, what exactly did you do?"
"I just, I came in, and I pressed the door button." She told them and Rory groaned. Susan knew why.
"Amy, there were two buttons. Green anchor and red waterfall. Which one did you press?" She asked Amy, who say back and pouted.
"I pushed the red waterfall." She told them and Susan sighed in relief. She was just in another room. For a moment Susan had speculated a dozen other ideas, none of them as good as that. She jumped up from her chair.
"Alright then," She said a smile forming as she nodded to the Roman. "Rory, let's go get her." Rory went up to the door, and pressed the exit button and both he and Susan to walked through. The doors hissed behind them, closing, and Roy shook his head.
"Great." He muttered. Susan gave him a playful smack on the arm. After all, it wasn't a problem, Amy was just in another room. Easy peasy.
Rory pushed the red waterfall button and the doors slid open again. But the room was empty. Susan peered in, taking a step inside. Rory moved past so they wedged in the doorway.
"Amy?" He called. No answer. No Amy. He let out a noise of annoyance and exited the room but Susan stood still, taking a step forwards, thinking.
"Faster time-stream." She muttered to herself, trailing off. That's what her grandfather had said. But Amy should still be here, just earlier than when they saw her. Shouldn't she? Susan looked back to ask Rory his thoughts, but saw instead that the doors had started to close. She lunged, and got an arm in just in time. As soon as they couldn't close, they sprang open again and Susan slipped through. She patted down her coat, and watched as the doors slid shut behind her. "Phew. If I got stuck Grandfather'd kill you."
Rory didn't say anything, and Susan knew he was worried. It was evident in his face. Amy had told her of the Pandorica. She expected that waiting 2000 years for your then fiancée, meant you didn't like to wait to see her again. Or it would for her. He pressed the button again, and they opened.
"I pressed Red Waterfall, and she wasn't there!" Rory cried out to the waiting Doctor, who moved, thinking and pacing. Rory took his seat to look at his wife as Susan lent against the wall, watching her Grandfather and wary of the Handbot.
"So you can't follow her directly. You know, it's never simple!" The Doctor said, frustrated by the problem. He wanted Amy back safe and sound and he wanted to try and salvage this trips. Susan's trip. It was supposed to be sunsets- there were supposed to be sunsets by now! He strode over to the Handbot, still talking at a lightning quick pace. "Hear that, Handbot? She just pressed the wrong button. We're aliens, we didn't know."
"Statement..." The Handbot paused to ready it's reply. "-rejected." The red light on it's chest beeped into life, and the Doctor inspected it. Red and green. Right and wrong? Yes or no? "Apalapucia is under planet-wide quarantine. This is a kindness facility for those infected with Chen 7."
The Doctor's reaction was instantaneous as he grabbed his jacket, managing to shout out; "SUSAN!", before he put it over his mouth. He was about to jump his granddaughter an wrestle her coat over her own mouth, but she instantly did it, running to his side and staring at the Handbot is disbelief. The Doctor reached for her hand, instinctive, making sure she was safe with him. Rory went over to them, his mouth also covered, and having no idea of what was going on.
"Chen7, hmm?" He asked the two Timelords from beneath his coat, his words coming out muffled.
"The one day plague." The Doctor replied. He almost was in battle stance, Susan's hand in his own and positioning her slightly behind him, as if to push her out of the way if the Handbot were to spring into action and infect them all.
"What, you get it for a day?" Rory asked.
"No, you get it, and you die in a day." The Doctor explained, Susan pressed her coat even more firmly against her face. She knew the stories of Chen 7. She did not want to contract it. Although, she did wonder why Rory was covering his face. It only effected her and her Grandfather.
"There are 40,000 residents in the Twostreams Facility. Please remain in the sterile areas." Susan breathed a sigh of relief and they all uncovered their mouths as the Handbot spoke. "Visiting hours are now." The Handbot put his hands together, and transported away with a whit of noise and a bright beam of light.
"Sterile area. We're safe, Susan." He gave a quick, thankful kiss to his granddaughter's forehead before running over to the magnifying glass again, as Amy smacked it from her side.
"What about me?" She asked, annoyed and afraid. Susan didn't blame her. This room was like a visiting link. A sort of communication system for those with the disease and those without it. And the Handbot had said they were in the sterile area. And, of course, Amy didn't know that Chen 7 only effected two-hearted races like Apalapucians and Timelords. The Doctor quickly explained this to Amy, with help from Rory. Amy had nothing to fear from them, but that meant that the Doctor or Susan would die if they went in there. Susan hated that. She wanted to help, not be stuck in a room!
"In that facility, Susan and I would be dead in a day." The Doctor said, hating the prospect because problems that might arise were popping into his head like alarm bells. Susan would hate it, he knew it- she was too stubborn for her own good and she was very protective of those she loved. Oh, this was going to be a tricky one. He smacked the glass table in frustration before getting up, his feet needing to pace again. "Time moves faster on Amy's side of the glass. Amy, you said you'd been here a week. What did you eat?"
"Nothing. I wasn't hungry." Amy said, and Susan took the seat in front of her.
"Sleep? Water? Did you want anything at all Amy?" She asked. Amy shook her head.
"No," The Doctor confirmed. "because Red Waterfall time is compressed. That's the point. The Time Glass syncs up the timestreams for visits. You could be here for a day, watch them live out their entire lives." He moved to look over Amy and Rory's shoulders at his best friend, the truth hitting him. A tricky one, indeed.
"And watch them grow old in front of your eyes? That's horrible." Rory said and the Doctor looked at him.
"No, Rory, it's kind." He said. "You've got a choice. Sit by their bedside for 24 hours and watch them die, or sit in here for 24 hours and watch them live. Which would you choose?"
"A mother can watch their child grow up. A child can have their mother all their life. Kindness, Rory." Her eyes grew distant and glassy as Susan said the words, her mind reaching back into her memories. But they were disturbed by the Doctor leaning over and grabbing the glass, pulling it upwards and out of the table. Amy cried out from her end as the Doctor held it aloft, and walked around with it, getting a good shot of Amy and the room she was in. All three in the green anchor room, crowded around the glass.
"I'm here, Amy. I'm right here." The Doctor told her soothingly, and her hands dropped from her face as Amy straightened up.
"Where are you?" She asked them. "Am I looking at you?"
"Turn left, just a fraction." The Doctor muttered as he adjusted the glass. The image breaks up slightly, but stabilises as she turns. "Bit more, stop. That's it."
"Eye to eye?" Amy asked, and Susan could hear a slight note of fear in her voice.
"Eye to eye to eye." The Doctor replied.
"Hello." Rory said, not knowing what else to say, but Amy smiled at the sound of his voice and raised her eyebrows, pleased to know her ever watchful husband was there. He would save her.
"You feeling okay?" Susan asked, worried for her, but Amy smiled and gave a slight nod. Susan nodded herself, not knowing why, but it calmed her slightly. They were all okay.
"Amy, I'm taking the Time Glass back to the TARDIS. Like satnav, I'll use it to get a lock, then smash through, using the TARDIS to get you out. Until then, you're on your own." The Doctor explained, grabbing the sonic and giving the glass another beep.
"What are you doing?" Rory asked, worried.
"Locking onto Amy." The Doctor told him, pocketing the sonic. "Small act of vandalism, no-one'll mind." An alarm began to ring out.
"You were saying?" Susan asked.
"Ah, that will be the small act of vandalism alarm." The Doctor said with a small smile to his granddaughter, before getting back to the plan and back to Amy. "Amy, I need you to go into the facility just for a bit. Find somewhere safe and leave me a sign. Remember, you're immune to Chen7, but don't let them give you anything. They don't know you're alien. Their kindness will kill you. Now go!"
Amy got up and walked to the other set of doors, pressed a button and they saw the doors open. She stepped through, and truned to the room, not knowing where the Doctor, Susan and Rory were but she spoke to them anyway. "Rory, I love you. Now, save me. Go on. Susan, look after my boys for me." The doors slid shut behind her and the three took a second of silence. Susan felt a rise of determination. Look after my boys for me. She would. Oh, she'd look after them whilst they got her back and then jetted off somewhere else. She wasn't in the mood for silver colonnades now.
"Right, come on, boys." Susan said clapping her hands together and taking the glass from her Grandfather's hands, walking over to the door and acting thoroughly in charge. The doors opened and she started to walk to the TARDIS.
"Boys?" Rory asked, pointing at himself as he asked the Doctor, following Susan. The Doctor just grinned and ran on ahead, opening the door for Susan and then grabbing the glass from her and bounding up the steps; a man on a mission. He led them up to the console and plugged in the magnifying glass into the Fabrication Panel of the console. Susan knew this because of the big red lever- she loved the big red lever.
"This is locked onto Amy permanently. Play the signal into the console, the TARDIS'll follow it." The Doctor explained rapidly. He grabbed some large cables, and attached a crocodile clip onto the glass, then the other side to the Communications panel, hoping that the Detect/Monitor/Change device that looked a little like a safe lock, would help them to lock onto Amy. It sparked. The Doctor ignored it though, and grabbed a toolbox, hunting through it. Susan waved away the smoke from the console.
"Now then, I know you're in here. Um... erm.. Haha!" The Doctor found what he was looking for and pulled a pair of black-rimmed glasses from the box, and popped them on with a grin, turning to face Rory and Susan. "How do I look?"
"Ridiculous." Rory said, bluntly.
"A bit stupid." Susan conceded, folding her arms and shrugging. The Doctor was not to be deterred however.
"Glasses are cool. See?" He put them on Rory and his smile grew. "Oh, yes. Hello, handsome man."
"Oh, hello." Rory said, smiling and embarrassed, but Susan had looked back to see if the console was coping and saw the giant, circular view screen in the wall. It was the Doctor. She span back around and frowned, disapproving.
"Hello, Rorycam!" The Doctor smiled, pointing at the glasses. Rory gave a murmur of confusion but Susan tapped him, and needing no other words, pointed theatrically at the view screen.
"Oh, you can see what I see." He nodded. "Thanks Susan." Susan gave him a one arm hug to reassure Rory he was still a handsome devil, before going back over to her Grandfather and putting the toolbox away as he explained.
"We're breaking into Twostreams. Now, I can't go in, the Chen7'll kill me, no regeneration. And neither can Susan." He threw a thumb behind him, pointing to her as she fumbled with the lock of the toolbox, before kicking it back under. "She can't regenerate anyway, for reasons I will converse with her later, but she's still got two hearts." Susan's eyes flew wide at this and she stood up, too quickly, and banged her head on the underside of the console. Rubbing it, she stood fully up. He knew? She would have to talk to him later. But, her Grandfather, unfazed by this, was still talking. "Chen 7 equals stone dead. And I'd rather not let that happen to my granddaughter. So, Rory, you will be my eyes and ears."
"Rory-cam. Rescue Amy. Got it." Rory nodded, completely fine with the plan. Seemed simple. Should work. Hopefully.
"That's the spirit! Now, smashing through a timewall could get a bit hairy." He said to Rory.
"Is it safe?" Rory asked the Doctor, and Susan popped up round his side, having walked round the console.
"Never." She replied, and saw the Doctor flush, but got to work. Susan grabbed a hold of a railing and nodded at Rory. "Best hold onto something Rory." The Doctor gave a hoot of laughter as the console whirred and sparked, and they flew - breaking through a timewall.
Now reviews:
DanniFielding: I know! I love that chapter- I love the fluff between the angst, as if gives the relationship a bit of substance.
Lizeyli: Ha Ha! Glad I could remind you how much you liked it! I hope you like this chapter, be sure to tell me!
NorthernMage : Yes. Well, from what I know, Timelords are taken into the Academy at the age of 8 and stay there for a very long time. Susan was 15 when she ran off with her Grandfather, so I do not believe she would have flown one. She may know the theoretical work however, but that console is pretty cluttered, and she needed the lessons.
As for explaining the TARDIS- yeah, it was hard! I'm glad I made sense of it. I feel like I could pilot it now. There was an adventure game and the Wiki that gave me tips etc. And no, Susan will not like Appalapucia.
copperdragon2: I saw Season 8! Watched it at home in my DW tee with Malteasers and a blanket! Not quite my Doctor yet, but he did very well! I start my A Levels in 2 weeks! Not looking forward to it. But I am glad I made you smile!
Right, one last notice:
I have a new Tumblr account. Not a 11 RP Blog, just a personal one for my fics and questions.
I'd love if you all took a look: that-last-geronimo
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