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"𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚏 𝙸'𝚖 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍, 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚍?"
OC Roleplay account. 21+ writer. Triggering content. Mirrored replies. Daughter of @EvieAmeliaSong/@TimeAndPsyche. Penned by Nixie.
|| One thing that's so frustrating about having an OC that is a child of your other OC is not being able to have them RP together
Doesn't hurt too bad. She's just used to fixing pain. But it's okay! Pain's temporary! She can cope!
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She's hobbling over. No blood! So she's pretty sure she's actually okay. . .
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Evie's asleep and so she's left wandering around the TARDIS in her own. She's pretty sure she's not actually supposed to do that, but Evie doesn't get so mad if she breaks rules so...
Not sure. Was just running. She's normally great at that!
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Leg, leg, leg. Ow, ow, ow.
But Evie says she's not allowed to use gold dust to fix things anymore...
Peers at @BlueprintOfTime from the doorway, nervously watching him. She's pretty sure she doesn't need to be cautious of him, but old habits die hard.
Evie's asleep, so she's crept into her baby brother's room just to stare at him. And maybe very gently poke his chubby cheeks. Really gently, of course! Just because he's so cute.
She'd been drawn towards the coffee shop by the smells of cakes and biscuits. The smell of coffee reminded her of Evie, but she was trying to forget about her right now. Guilt /hurt/ after all.
Not now she could smell Cras and presumed he was here to take her home. So quick!
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She can smell Cras... But she can see @BardOrWarlock.
Huh?
A confused headtilt and eyebrow raise ensues.
"No, no, no. Not that..."
Words, words, words. She puts her palms to her temples and tries to think of a way to string together what she means.
"You said /baby/. I'm not /baby/."
Evie calls her that, but that's different. She's her baby. That's what she says anyway.
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She can't help but frown as she hops on the spot, trying to shake all her nervous energy out.
"Baby's asleep..." she points out towards the hall, where the nursery is down the corridor.
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