Chapter 5 by Rowenar

Keep following them, or check on someone else?

Clara and Leela

Clara stirred. She'd been having a nice nap, it was just a pity her bed was suddenly uncomfortable. Clara shifted-

Then yelped, then set upright, then yelped again as she felt gravel move under her. What had happened to her bed?! And then- screw her bed, where were her pyjamas?!

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Clara crossed her arms over her chest, suddenly completely awake. Gone was the nice inn, now she was... where? Grey and blue and gold stones filled the landscape, not unlike a desert where each grain of sand had been replaced by a thumbnail-sized ball of stone.

Gasping to herself, Clara shifted, wanting to stay seated rather than putting all her weight on her feet. She turned-

And screamed to see another naked woman crouching, regarding her almost curiously. She was making no effort to cover her toned form, her tanned tits bared to Clara's eyes.

"Do not be afraid," the woman said. "I mean you no harm."

"You- I'm-" Clara stumbled over her words, cheeks flushing.

"I was not the one that brought us here," the woman said. "I am Leela of the Sevateem. You are?"

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"Clara," Clara said. She swallowed. "Clara Oswald. Do- Do you mind not staring?"

"Why not?" Leela said.

"Kinda naked here," Clara said.

"As am I," Leela said. "So what?"

Clara stared, slightly incredulous. Though judging by how Leela didn't seem to care about covering herself, maybe that reaction should have been expected.

Great. **** out of her bed, dropped off naked, and she was left with the person with no concept of modesty.

"J-just don't stare," Clara said, flushed.