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[justimprobable]

Clara Oswald here! You've just missed me, so please leave a message at the sound of the beep.

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[mousquetaire]

Mademoiselle Oswald?

I hope you don't mind my calling you. This is d'Artagnan. If it's all right, I'd like to speak to you about Max Caulfield. If you have a moment.

[voice]

[justimprobable]

[She's quick to respond, her voice full of concern.]

Of course. Is she alright?

[voice]

[mousquetaire]

Yes.

[ A slight pause. ]

So far as I know. She came to me about dreams she's been having, and said she'd talked to you and the Doctor.

She said that you believed Crane was responsible for her dreams. Will you tell me why?

[justimprobable]

I'm not saying I'm correct, but I have my suspicions. Just two-and-two, really. He has a history of domestic terrorism with fear gas, and the timing is too close. He was enjoying getting under her skin, and not two weeks later she's suffering psychological torment? I'm not saying anyone should run him out of town, but I do think he needs to be considered.

[She doesn't mention that she's already spoken with him - in part because the outcome of that conversation has yet to be determined. But also, she doesn't want to come off as being too reckless.

Never mind that that's precisely her problem.]

I worked with teenagers back home, and trust me when I say they don't just come forward like this unless it's something serious. Max is being affected by someone, and Crane is the only lead I'm aware of.

[mousquetaire]

[ Two and two. Dear God. He would never have put that two with the other two. It’s astonishing to him that anyone would immediately jump to this conclusion; that’s why he’s trying to understand why. ]

Crane is a terrible man. There’s no doubt about that. Frightening people, hurting people, is what he loves.

But this is…

You have to understand. This seems like such a leap to me. How can you be certain that Max is being affected, by anyone? All she could tell me was that she was having nightmares about something terrible that happened to her, and that…seems like a reasonable response to something terrible happening.

[ He pauses, and thinks about what he’s saying. He’s being more honest with Clara, less careful than he was with Max. He doesn’t want to give the wrong impression, though. ]

It’s not that I’m defending Crane. If he could get inside someone’s head, I think he’d do it happily – though, honestly? That's not one of his powers, and I don't think is is able. If he broke his parole I would act without hesitating, but I cannot do that without proof. Any Judge with a grain of logic in them would laugh this accusation out of the courtroom, and I wouldn’t blame them. I need more than a hunch. I need evidence.

ahh you can ignore this if you want it's so late :c

[justimprobable]

I never said anything certainty, or having proof. I offered it as a possible avenue, and one that I don't intend to let gather dust while a young girl suffers. Your disbelief means nothing to me. I'm not looking for an indictment or a witch hunt. I merely think that the timing of their conversations, which clearly agitated him, and the sudden onset of her nightmares are close enough for options other than coincidence to be examined.

[She's trying to keep her voice measured, but Clara isn't excellent at that.]

We're both in the business of investigation and protection, d'Artagnan, even if I've never charged a pound for it. You're right in saying I only have a hunch, but hunches can save whole planets, in my experience. I have a hunch that he's involved, and I'm going to follow it and learn what I can. If there's evidence to be found, I'll tell you, and if not then I'll look down a different avenue.

Good day, sir.

[the morning of 12/25]

[timecapture]

[Clara gets a lovely red scarf! And some snickerdoodles. And, naturally, a card, thanking Clara for her support and wishing her a merry Christmas and a happy New Year.]

[voice]

[timecapture]

Hello, Clara? How are you?

[Because guess who spoke to the Doctor not too terribly long ago. After waiting and giving Clara time to readjust to being in the city and also hopefully talk to the Doctor, it's Max's turn to worry about her, instead of the other way around.]

[voice]

[justimprobable]

[Clara picks up on the concern in Max's voice, and immediately replies. The possibility of Max speaking to the Doctor doesn't cross her mind, and she can't imagine why the girl would take such a tone with her.]

Me? I'm fine. Sorry I haven't been in touch, I took a bit of a trip.

How have things been with you?

[voice]

[timecapture]

I'm glad to hear it. I missed you.

I'm better now. And you were right about Crane. It really was him. But I haven't had the dreams for awhile, now.

[justimprobable]

[I knew it, she doesn't say, because now isn't the time for proving a point to any certain Musketeer that didn't believe her.]

Oh, my stars. How did you find out? Did you talk to him again?

[timecapture]

He showed himself. And then he shot me, and I woke up.

[justimprobable]

[It may have just been a dream, but Clara knows the effect that those can have. Her voice goes gentler still.]

I'm so sorry, Max. I wish that we could have stopped him first.

delivery! (2/14)

[glitterateur]

[On this, the most important romance-related holiday of the year, Clara receives a card delivered by a flying pig. The pig was probably supposed to look sort of like cupid, as is appropriate for the day, but Mabel made the wings way more bat-like than cherubic. Oops!

There’s a small chocolate heart taped to the back, and a little note: Happy Valentine’s Day! Have the best day EVER!!]

Delivery! 2/14

[timecapture]

[Happy V-Day! Big time sister gets the bottle of champagne Jinseok sent her, a bunch of brownies she made, and a thoughtful, heartfelt card with a watercolor painting of Clara looking at the stars.]

text;

[doubleblind]

Hey, so I know we said drinks, but how does dinner tonight sound? Tonight aka Valentine's Day just you know, so you know that's the kind of dinner I'm talking about.

[justimprobable]

I would absolutely love to have that kind of dinner with you, Miss Neihaus ;)

[doubleblind]

Awesome. I was gonna pick the place, somewhere nice that definitely needs a reservation, but then I figured you'd know which places are actually good and which ones are overrated.

[justimprobable]

[After a couple of minutes Clara sends back an address, to a place just a few miles outside of De Chima.]

The manager here owes me a favor. Long story.

[doubleblind]

I'll let them know you're calling that favor in.

Does 7 sound good? Want me to pick you up or we can meet there? Whatever works.

text;

[fayzedandconfused]

hey you live in de chima right?

[oddbod]

i most certainly do :)

[fayzedandconfused]

is it good? do you like living there?

[oddbod]

i do, a lot more than heropa
the weather's much nicer

[fayzedandconfused]

maybe i could stay at your place for a weekend to test it out