closed starters || Part 2

[makemeasong]

WHO: Clara Oswald + some closed starters
WHEN: Part two of the arc!
WHERE: frozen forests, the caravan, probably other places eventually.
WHAT: gathering the maiden veil, looking tough, and other misc. things.
WARNINGS: Will update as needed, but so far none needed.

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𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐚𝐧 • 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩

[makemeasong]

[ Clara's done the best she can with the few gems in her pocket, to keep getting food. Even with merchants scattering, she uses sheer determination and aggressiveness to try and force more bartering.

Then there's a sound that seems to vibrate right through her bones as everyone scatters. The dragon is prowling, and she pushes herself against a wall in an alleyway, though she's still able to see out. She wishes she couldn't when someone selling wares is frozen while running, and then, in another's haste, knocked over. They shatter, and Clara watches, horrified. It all happened so fast. She can't stop looking at the pieces, missing an opportunity to run for a better clearing.

Clara doesn't even see Cassian as she stares and wishes she could unsee at the same time. She doesn't want to move, and when the dragon makes some kind of awful noise again, her hands slam over her ears, eyes squeezing shut tightly.

A man was there, and now he's in pieces, and her mind just isn't sure what to do with that. ]

Re: 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐚𝐧 • 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩

[allforthecause]

[ He was on his way to meet her - her company the comforting light in a foreign world of darkness and death - so he'd even had something of a smile on his face as he made his way through the crowds. But that smile vanished as soon as the dragon cast it's shadow, the air filling with screams as people started to scatter and run.

He should run, he knows. But he also knows that she's here, somewhere, and whatever stubborn little part of him that had him go back to Ferrix again and again despite the danger - that part of him that had him go right into the proverbial dragon's den to get Bix - that part of him starts running toward the dragon, into the crowd as he desperately searches for Clara's familiar face. He feels the viscera of the man who was near him smear across his skin in the explosion, streaking his cheek with blood, but he doesn't care. Because he spots her - standing there, out in the open, eyes shut tight and hands over her ears as if she can keep the world out by pretending it's not there.

He doesn't even call her name, he just sprints across the street, almost tripping over a chunk of the body that landed between them, and grabs her elbow as he reaches her, pulling her as sharply as she can to try to get her to break into a run with him. ]

[makemeasong]

[ The sudden grab makes her gasp sharply, eyes popping open as she's pulled along. It's only once the running kicks in that Clara realizes it's Cassian she's running with. They aren't safe yet, but relief floods through her anyway.

She can hear screams seeming to come back in their direction, like a slow-moving echo, signaling the dragon circling back to a higher perch. Clara isn't sure her legs can move her any faster, her heart thundering against her ribcage. ]

Cassian!

[ With her free hand, she points to an empty alcove just to the right, but still a a few yards away. She isn't sure if she's imagining it, or if she really can feel the air fanning toward her from the dragon's wings, but it gives her the boost her legs were looking for. ]