fast forward; closed to Clark Kent [She's in the middle of wandering in Clark's company when she receives the message over her communicator. It catches her attention right away, and she stops walking as she shields her eyes well enough that she can read it with the sun overhead.
FIRMWARE UPGRADE AVAILABLE. UPDATE: Y/N?
She reads it over, head tipping off to the side as she wonders if she should go through with it or not. Thinking it's an upgrade to her suit, she hesitates.]
Clark, look at this. Should I go through with it?
[Not even two seconds later:] I think I'm going to accept, so we can see what happens. A suit upgrade sounds perfect, don't you think?
digging; [Clara's not particularly strong, but that doesn't stop her from pulling her own weight in trying to help with the digging efforts. They've got an important task to finish, and she's feeling a surge of energy after her recent massive upload of information. So she finds herself working close to dark, loading up and dragging away as much dirt and rubble as possible. It's right before dusk and she's just loaded up a trilobite shell full of dirt to be cleared away. The problem is she's piled it a little too full and high so she approaches one of the other people nearby.]
Can you help me clear away a bit more? It's too heavy for me to lift and move away on my own.
bathing; [After watching entirely too many men skinny dipping, Clara takes it upon herself to finally bathe. She's waited weeks to do this, and doesn't hesitate when she sheds her suit. Heading right into the water, she works on scrubbing at her body, paying particular attention to her hair. It's only when she catches sight of someone on dry land that she pauses in what she's doing and glances over.]
Mind lending a hand? I'll wash your back if you wash mine.
twice the fun; [Really, running into a version of herself from even a few minutes prior isn't good for her egomania. She first spots herself from the back, and after tipping her head and admiring herself she realizes that the suit is doing her all kinds of favors. It's only after calling out to her double and heading on over that she becomes completely fascinated by the concept of being stuck in a time distortion with herself.
When someone else comes along, she won't hesitate to grab their hand and turn them so they can admire the her from five minutes ago the same as she's doing.]
Do you think a single planet can handle more than one of me? Because I'm thinking about keeping her. There's just something about her that I like.
clara | ota
[She's in the middle of wandering in Clark's company when she receives the message over her communicator. It catches her attention right away, and she stops walking as she shields her eyes well enough that she can read it with the sun overhead.
FIRMWARE UPGRADE AVAILABLE.
UPDATE: Y/N?
She reads it over, head tipping off to the side as she wonders if she should go through with it or not. Thinking it's an upgrade to her suit, she hesitates.]
Clark, look at this. Should I go through with it?
[Not even two seconds later:] I think I'm going to accept, so we can see what happens. A suit upgrade sounds perfect, don't you think?
digging;
[Clara's not particularly strong, but that doesn't stop her from pulling her own weight in trying to help with the digging efforts. They've got an important task to finish, and she's feeling a surge of energy after her recent massive upload of information. So she finds herself working close to dark, loading up and dragging away as much dirt and rubble as possible. It's right before dusk and she's just loaded up a trilobite shell full of dirt to be cleared away. The problem is she's piled it a little too full and high so she approaches one of the other people nearby.]
Can you help me clear away a bit more? It's too heavy for me to lift and move away on my own.
bathing;
[After watching entirely too many men skinny dipping, Clara takes it upon herself to finally bathe. She's waited weeks to do this, and doesn't hesitate when she sheds her suit. Heading right into the water, she works on scrubbing at her body, paying particular attention to her hair. It's only when she catches sight of someone on dry land that she pauses in what she's doing and glances over.]
Mind lending a hand? I'll wash your back if you wash mine.
twice the fun;
[Really, running into a version of herself from even a few minutes prior isn't good for her egomania. She first spots herself from the back, and after tipping her head and admiring herself she realizes that the suit is doing her all kinds of favors. It's only after calling out to her double and heading on over that she becomes completely fascinated by the concept of being stuck in a time distortion with herself.
When someone else comes along, she won't hesitate to grab their hand and turn them so they can admire the her from five minutes ago the same as she's doing.]
Do you think a single planet can handle more than one of me? Because I'm thinking about keeping her. There's just something about her that I like.