Staying Power "Go to the bunker, he said. Try out a power treat machine, I was told. Fat lot of good that did me."
The sound of Clara grumbling could easily be heard in bits and pieces, as her faulty gift of teleportation kept popping her in and out of various locations in a small radius. She was absolutely sick and dizzy from it, it was far worse than her first few times through the time stream with the Doctor. This felt like everything pulling and zapping her all at once, leaving her disoriented and dizzy in a way she never had much of a chance to recover from. So she strongly resembled someone that had a little too much to drink, stumbling her way around.
The only good thing about any of this was the fact that noise didn't seem to be much of an issue here. She was free to complain as loudly as she liked, hoping someone would be around to listen. And just her luck, as she blipped and teleported somewhere else, someone happened to be right there. She very nearly landed right on them, but was quick to reach out and grip them tight. She wasn't above attempting to try and anchor herself down.
"Quick, dig your heels in."
Hit & Run It wasn't necessarily difficult for Clara to manage to piss off animals. They always seemed to have it in for her no matter what planet she was on, and this one didn't seem to be any different. What had seemed like a normal attempt to befriend a cute deer-like creature was now a proper attempt on her life. It felt foolish to run from something so seemingly precious, but given that Clara was about five foot nothing, she felt intimidated enough that she might actually end up getting trampled. So she ran, but of course there were people out and about. Of course they'd be. She couldn't have an embarrassing experience without witnesses.
"If you're inclined to help, now'd be a great time!"
Wildcard Clara is likely to spend a whole lot of time looking around she schoolhouse, and generally exploring anywhere she can stick her nose into. If people tend to linger out on the porches of their houses, Clara will have no problem approaching to strike up conversation.
[ooc: Clara's crau consists of a few months at the quiet place. It won't really impact much besides her recognizing some people, ramping up her paranoia and control freak tendencies, and will help provide her some motivation to try and live it up now that she's someplace new.]
Clara Oswald | Doctor Who (crau)
"Go to the bunker, he said. Try out a power treat machine, I was told. Fat lot of good that did me."
The sound of Clara grumbling could easily be heard in bits and pieces, as her faulty gift of teleportation kept popping her in and out of various locations in a small radius. She was absolutely sick and dizzy from it, it was far worse than her first few times through the time stream with the Doctor. This felt like everything pulling and zapping her all at once, leaving her disoriented and dizzy in a way she never had much of a chance to recover from. So she strongly resembled someone that had a little too much to drink, stumbling her way around.
The only good thing about any of this was the fact that noise didn't seem to be much of an issue here. She was free to complain as loudly as she liked, hoping someone would be around to listen. And just her luck, as she blipped and teleported somewhere else, someone happened to be right there. She very nearly landed right on them, but was quick to reach out and grip them tight. She wasn't above attempting to try and anchor herself down.
"Quick, dig your heels in."
Hit & Run
It wasn't necessarily difficult for Clara to manage to piss off animals. They always seemed to have it in for her no matter what planet she was on, and this one didn't seem to be any different. What had seemed like a normal attempt to befriend a cute deer-like creature was now a proper attempt on her life. It felt foolish to run from something so seemingly precious, but given that Clara was about five foot nothing, she felt intimidated enough that she might actually end up getting trampled. So she ran, but of course there were people out and about. Of course they'd be. She couldn't have an embarrassing experience without witnesses.
"If you're inclined to help, now'd be a great time!"
Wildcard
Clara is likely to spend a whole lot of time looking around she schoolhouse, and generally exploring anywhere she can stick her nose into. If people tend to linger out on the porches of their houses, Clara will have no problem approaching to strike up conversation.
[ooc: Clara's crau consists of a few months at the quiet place. It won't really impact much besides her recognizing some people, ramping up her paranoia and control freak tendencies, and will help provide her some motivation to try and live it up now that she's someplace new.]