['Please... don't do this... Call it off. Please call it off. I'll get you whatever you want. I'll figure something else out...'
Doesn't matter. It's too late, isn't it?
'Way too late, doctor.'
She will find him eventually, if she runs hard and fast enough; he'd been taken aback a few times already by orbers throwing in an attempt to take him down — if marks on his face and ripped, bloodied graze on his bicep is anything to go by. His slicked hair and once carefully maintained suit is someone unkempt now, looking much more like the Newton that had arrived to Ximilia all those months ago.
But more than that, he seems pained, pinching the bridge of his nose with one hand while the other seeks out the phaser he'd used to fire on those who'd chased after — no, not 'him'. 'Them'. Not that anyone knows; not that it matters. He catches sight of the gun not too far from him, tucked up beside a train seat, but the sounds of Clara's feet crunching on glass make him turn sharply toward her instead.
Make them turn sharply toward her. There's annoyance in their stare.]
You again? Give me a break.
Don't tell me you're gonna throw another shoe, huh? Because that worked so well the first time.
IV. KILL ALL YOUR FRIENDS
Doesn't matter. It's too late, isn't it?
'Way too late, doctor.'
She will find him eventually, if she runs hard and fast enough; he'd been taken aback a few times already by orbers throwing in an attempt to take him down — if marks on his face and ripped, bloodied graze on his bicep is anything to go by. His slicked hair and once carefully maintained suit is someone unkempt now, looking much more like the Newton that had arrived to Ximilia all those months ago.
But more than that, he seems pained, pinching the bridge of his nose with one hand while the other seeks out the phaser he'd used to fire on those who'd chased after — no, not 'him'. 'Them'. Not that anyone knows; not that it matters. He catches sight of the gun not too far from him, tucked up beside a train seat, but the sounds of Clara's feet crunching on glass make him turn sharply toward her instead.
Make them turn sharply toward her. There's annoyance in their stare.]
You again? Give me a break.
Don't tell me you're gonna throw another shoe, huh? Because that worked so well the first time.