( There's really no way travelling through time from a pocket dimension to real-time is not gonna be disorienting. This is no fucking different. She lands in the dirty roughly, trying to adjust to the difference - abruptly aware that Clara is no longer right beside her.
Fuck. Then she hears her name a second later, and Red has pushed herself on to her feet, moving in the direction that her supernatural senses point her toward, seeing Clara there. )
I'm here. ( She grips hold of her arm through the vertigo to ground her - worry flickering over her face. ) Shit, that was a helluva trip. ( She really has no idea. )
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Fuck. Then she hears her name a second later, and Red has pushed herself on to her feet, moving in the direction that her supernatural senses point her toward, seeing Clara there. )
I'm here. ( She grips hold of her arm through the vertigo to ground her - worry flickering over her face. ) Shit, that was a helluva trip. ( She really has no idea. )