Astrid swayed and danced to a beautiful melody in her head. It was sad, but that made her happy. She felt free as she expressed herself. She spun and lifted her leg gracefully, testing her flexibility.
She would’ve stayed in that dusty dance shop forever if it wasn’t for the sudden influx of energy she felt from a building nearby. People she knew and people she didn’t were nearby. So this town wasn’t truly abandoned after all. Without another thought, she ran out of that building that brought her so much joy. She moved at a steady pace, passing dirt alleyways and lonely cars. She followed the energy to its source. Maybe someone there would have some answers.
She finally arrived at the door to the empty building. She pushed the door open courageously and walked in. The scene she saw was horrifying. Everyone there was in trouble. There were faces she knew and faces she didn’t, but every single one of them weren’t normal. No. The humans seemed… infested. Their eyes were cold and black and their auras were enshrouded in darkness. Some sort of creature was inside them and controlling them. That’s why she was led here. She had to save the people inside before things got worse.
She rushed to the first face she recognized-Amy’s. “Amy-? Hold on, I’m going to get that thing out of you.” While cradling her face with one hand, Astrid pressed her thumb to the center of her forehead, sending pure golden energy from her vessel into her friend, hoping to expel this virus or parasite that was inside of her. Then she turned to other people she recognized- Jack, Jenny, and River. Save the ones you know and love first. She reached forward to heal another when she noticed Sam among the group of infected humans. A thread of pity and sadness shot through her. He was a strong human, and if he was infected, then humanity may be in severe danger. She decided that she was going to save each and every one of these humans, even if it was the last thing she ever did.
Things were still very tense, but the argumentation had died down over the span of a few rather long moments. So it had seemed that something was playing a trick on them. From the sounds of it, everyone saw everyone else as they were— sans the fact that they all had eyes that were painted black. And on top of that, it seemed that black eyes were a signal for demons. God, what was going on? She could feel herself getting a little bit more tense.
That’s when Astrid came in. There was seldom ever a time that Astrid’s presence hadn’t been welcome in her life. When she was but a blue box, there hadn’t been a moment she spent away from it and her beautiful Doctor when she didn’t long to hear the noise that accompanied the two of them. She had opened her mouth to speak to her but was caught off-guard by the woman’s hands on her face. ”Astrid,” she said smoothly, letting the name fall from her tongue. ”I’m fine, I promise. Somethings up, I think that somethings playing a trick on us.” It really irked her to be so uninformed and tossed out on her ass to discover what was up for herself. ”We’re not possessed or whatever.”
Photoshoot of Karen Gillan for The Impossible Astronaut / Day of the Moon (Doctor Who, series 6)
I am so sorry for being AWOL. I’ve just been so swamped here at university. However, expect response(s) ASAP. Much love, molly
//Okay quick question but can we reply to this in any order because I’ve been writing up something but I’m not sure so yeah, just asking.
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Within a matter of minutes, people began arriving to the scene. It seemed as if whoever or whatever had brought her (and Sherlock) here had more in mind than she had originally thought. ”I don’t know what is going on,” she snapped at Jack, “But I think it would be best if you’d lower the gun. I got a text, I came here, and— wait,” the red-headed woman’s eyes narrowed. Jack Harkness— yes, that was him, the man she had met not long ago. He looked almost completely normal. Almost. The only differing factor were his eyes. A pitch black set that matched Sherlocks. Things were really, really getting weird.
Before she got to say anything else, another set of footsteps were heard. When she saw the silhouette, there was no second guessing it. Those curls, that gait— It was her daughter, River Song. Melody Pond. Excitement coursed its way through her veins. She certainly had never thought she’d see her daughter again. “River!” She shouted, a huge smile stretching from ear to ear. The situation was tense, but seeing her daughter’s eyes and her hand pointing yet another gun at everyone else made the whole situation worse.
Time seemed to speed up, if only just a little bit. In mere moments, the group grew larger. A tall man with shaggy hair entered followed by a blonde girl with a beautiful smile. Her first instinct was to look at the eyes: sure enough, they were all colored as black as coal. ”Listen, I don’t understand whats going on here, but I think we’re all very confused.” IF she had to take this situation into her own hands, well, she would. She only knew three of these people, but the fact that nearly all of them were armed and she wasn’t just made her feel the need to take matters into her own hands all the more.
“How about everyone puts their guns down and we talk this out like actual adults?” The suggestion was worth a shot in her opinion. Though she had no clue if it’d work. ”Why are all of your eyes black? And what did you mean by ‘who are you and why are you in my friends’? What’s going on here? What brought all of you here?”
Anyone want to thread who has already answered the main thread?
Im a bit confused bu tI want to be actiiiive