madman_inabox: (Fish Custard 2)
The Doctor ([personal profile] madman_inabox) wrote in [community profile] ten_fwd2016-01-03 07:40 pm

A Doctor walks into a bar [Open]

Eleven saw Clara's name on the rooming list during the holiday party, and he found it odd that he hadn't seen her as of yet. Maybe she was spending time with one of the other hims, and he planned on ignoring those feelings of jealousy that swelled up in his stomach thinking about that.

So, since everyone winds up in Ten Forward at some point or other, that's where the Doctor planned on spending the foreseeable future. Eventually, Clara would appear, or Amy, or maybe someone else that he hadn't talked to just yet.

Eleven sat at a table near the window eating his favorite food, fish fingers and custard, something he assumed someone would question him on. Maybe. Eventually.
braveheart_clara: (Happy: Grand smiles)

[personal profile] braveheart_clara 2016-01-07 05:21 am (UTC)(link)
You're darn right she made a show of it. And this is her best smile that she has on her face right now. It's so good to see him, even if she is so very fond of him now, to her, the last face of him that she knew, she was still so glad to see this one.

With his bowl down she grinned more. Of course it was fish fingers and custard. So gross. She moved around the table a bit and put in her demand. "You. You are going to give me a hug. This model does still do hugs, right?" Yes, she called his form a model. And she really needs this hug. It's a very, very needed hug. So she's going to wait for him to stand properly, because she needs a proper hug, and, if he would care to ignore or miss the missing pulse, she'd be grateful to that too.
braveheart_clara: (Stance: HUGS w/11)

[personal profile] braveheart_clara 2016-01-22 06:39 am (UTC)(link)
Everyone comes to Ten Forward, at some point or another. Especially the Impossible girl. Of course Clara was still traveling with the Doctor though. There was only one force ever that would make her stop, and that kind of... happened. Not that she wanted to bring that up. Eyebrows had mentioned it to her, to not bring those things up, so she wont, if she doesn't have to.

But the hug was so needed. Especially this kind. The twirling hug she missed so much. So she hung on and giggled in his ear as he spun them, not hitting a single thing. When on her feet again she drew back, reluctantly, sighing deeply as she looked at his goofy, perfect face.

"No, he's not particularly huggy, though he does do sufficient enough hugs when I can sneak one in. Sometimes a girl just needs a proper twirly hug though." She said at last, smiling kindly at him. "Hello, Doctor."