( there's a slight frown, not at the request itself but river takes a few seconds to try and think on what clara might need. she realises that it would be easier to ask.
she might also end up surprised hearing that clara trusts her )
( it makes sense and whilst river might want to caution the recklessness of it, of wondering if it's really necessary... she also knows that she'd done some of that herself. she'd wanted to figure herself out particularly in ways that kovarian never had. at least she can try to stop clara going too far )
[She’s honesty surprised by the ease of it. Really? Just name a date?]
I’ll let you know.
[The Doctor would never allow it, she thinks with a bitter fondness. He would rage against her cavalier hand, against her even risking that something will stick. But she has to know. She can’t let death sneak up on her, not if she’s going to be who she needs to be here. Who she’s trying to be.]
( one day river might explain why she'd agreed, not the understanding of her past, that was something river never talked about, but at least that having someone with her would be better than her doing it alone )
I'd assume so. Processes relating to circulation or breathing would be simplest to rule out. Possibly similarly with ingestion.
( she's thinking poisons than actually needing to eat. she's also absolutely going to be detached about this )
( she can get drunk though it's certainly a choice. river is going to be drinking full force, perhaps a little with the revelations from clara. at least there's someone that can 'keep up' )
[Clara gives her a side glance, just a bit lingering, and then looks back out at the dark woods.]
I can't argue that.
[There are certainly worse people she could be hiking to the liquor store with. Certainly someone less interesting and intelligent. And... less attractive. Dammit.
For a moment, she remembers that she's not the only dead woman in this forest.]
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she might also end up surprised hearing that clara trusts her )
What is it?
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[It’s hard, on her own, pushing past the fear and getting out of her head enough to really try.]
I don’t want to find out at the wrong time, when it matters. I want to know its limits.
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Just tell me where and when.
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I’ll let you know.
[The Doctor would never allow it, she thinks with a bitter fondness. He would rage against her cavalier hand, against her even risking that something will stick. But she has to know. She can’t let death sneak up on her, not if she’s going to be who she needs to be here. Who she’s trying to be.]
I’m fairly certain I can’t drown.
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I'd assume so. Processes relating to circulation or breathing would be simplest to rule out. Possibly similarly with ingestion.
( she's thinking poisons than actually needing to eat. she's also absolutely going to be detached about this )
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[No air, check. Poison by ingestion, check. Which likely means nothing else can get through her timelocked bloodstream.]
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( can you still get drunk, clara, because having someone that could keep up wouldn't be too bad )
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I still have to find out if I can get drunk. So that's test number one.
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( she can get drunk though it's certainly a choice. river is going to be drinking full force, perhaps a little with the revelations from clara. at least there's someone that can 'keep up' )
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I can't argue that.
[There are certainly worse people she could be hiking to the liquor store with. Certainly someone less interesting and intelligent. And... less attractive. Dammit.
For a moment, she remembers that she's not the only dead woman in this forest.]