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[bowties_arecool]

Eleven is pacing, anywhere, everywhere, he's pacing. When he gets outside, he kicks small stones that get in his way while he's pacing. When he paces inside, he's dragging his hand across the walls, tables and chairs that are around him

Comments

[silver_maxwell]

"'M sure we've all got Very Important Things we could be doin', mate," Max drawls with a slight smirk. "I guess you could just enjoy it, but that gets pretty fuckin' boring after a while, too."

[bowties_arecool]

"This isn't normal, is it? I'm not very good at normal, but I do have some idea, and it involves people going to work and playing football and watching telly, am I right? Not sitting in a hotel with nothing to do all day long, even a Dalek would be better than this!" He pouts some more and seems to retreat further into his chair, sorry Max.

[notbirdnorplane]

"Stir crazy?" Clark smiles a bit wearily and shrugs. "I know the feeling. It's... very irritating."

[bowties_arecool]

"Yes! I'm fed up with it. How do you keep yourself occupied? Is there a secret that I don't know about?"

[notbirdnorplane]

"Not really. It's just.. you make do. It's... really not easy when you're used to actually doing things."