Regenerate Me ||Closed||
Angel gasped in pain as she stumbled to the familiar blue phone box. Oh did she have a story to share with Eleven…
That could wait, it had to. She fumbled with the key around her neck and her breathing was noticeably shaky as she opened the doors to his Tardis. Her brow furrowed in concentration as she counted the steos she needed to take.
One, two, three, four..
She sunk into the chair, holding her head tightly. Mister Clever had paid her a visit. A failed attempt to upgrade her was leaving her to regenerate. Almost as if on cue, her hands started glowing a faint golden.
Angel swallowed and squeezed her eyes shut. “Eleven?” she whimpered, not wanting to be alone for this regeneration. She had a lot to say before she left, most important to be said had been said many times before. The words would lose their ring, but she hoped she could fix it before she left.