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Deviousness `anmari has been spreading her infectious positivity throughout our community for over 6 years. Throughout this time Ana has been at the core of all things devious, passionately developing an eclectic gallery, helping organise devmeets, participating in chat events and also recently completed dedicating her time as a Community Volunteer. We are absolutely delighted to bestow the Deviousness Award for May 2013 to `anmari, congratulations! Read More
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TheTimeVortex, your ficlet is perfect. Love how it is written from Rose's POV.
Then I bumped into someone.
He was tall, he had brown hair, a tweed jacket, a bow-tie, and suspenders. there was a woman with red hair standing next to him, and a very weasel-y man standing next to her.
the man with the bow-tie stared at me. i stared back
"Hello," I said "I'm Rose."
"I can see that." said the man. he knelt down "are you lost?"
I nodded
"I cant find my mum," I said
"Doctor," said the woman with red hair "Who's this?" she asked
The man (apparently he was a doctor) spun around and whispered something to the red-head and the weasel.
"What?!" cried the red-head
"What is it?" I asked. The doctor spun around
"Nothing. Now then Rose Tyler, let's find Jackie!" he grabbed my hand, and we ran all over the station 'till me found my mum.
It's funny. I didn't realize 'till I got home, that I never told that man my last name, or my mum's name.
The place was busy with people, going on about for the holidays and such. It WAS New Years' eve, after all. I lifted my arms in the air,"Magnificiant! See, Clara, the 21st Century..." I looked to my side. Where the hell was Clara?! I spun around and sighed in relief. The girl loved to wander off, but thankfully she wasn't that far. She was wiping the tears of a young girl, who seemed to be lost. The little girl held her luggage close to her when I approached. her hair was a light blonde, and her eyes a bright blue. Her skin was a pale color, precious, you can say. I kneeled down to her,'hey, you alright?" She shook her head. Clara put a hand on my shoulder,"She's lost her mum and her friend around here." I nodded,"Well then, let's help her find them." The little girl nodded. Her pink jacket was a tad bit big on her, and she wore a long blue skirt. Daw, she was precious. "What's your name?" "R-Rose...Tyler." Her voice was a sweet as she looked. I smiled,"Quite right." Clara gave me a weird glance, and my glance back meant a 'tell you later' moment. I held onto Rose's hand,"Come on then, let's find your mum. What's her name and your friend's?" "Mum's Jackie Tyler," She beamed,"And my friend is Mickey Smith!." I smiled,"I'm the doctor, and this is Clara. Rose, one day your going to meet a Doctor properly." She didn't seem to dwell on that thought. Clara grabbed her luggage and I walked with little Rose's hand in mine. She skipped along my side, and I couldn't help but smile broadly.
Rose Tyler, My precious Rose.
Your art-piece was pure inspiration<333333