Doctor Who/Sherlock=Wholock RP

[Lichenfur]

Mycroft raised an eyebrow at Lestrade. Looking at him like that when he's about to be married...? Abnormal. Mycroft found himself thinking about how Clara danced in the arms of Eight... Wait, Clara? Why Clara? Because she was the perfect girl.

[Starryy Skiies]

Xavia blushed, "Oh, you'd like that, wouldn't you?"

Molly pulled away, panting slightly. She smiled shyly, blushing brightly. "Hello John."

[Kanaria]

"Mmmm...." The Master purred, "Very much." Then as if to prove he meant it, he ran his tongue over the marks, and then bit her again.


"Hello, Molly." John said, panting as well. "Would you like some tea?"

(They are so British.)
(Oh, we just snogged. Tea?)

[Starryy Skiies]

Xavia gasped, "Possessive much?" She murmured, clinging to the Master's shoulders.

Molly giggled softly, nodding. "Yes please." She stated softly, pulling her knees to her chest.

(Lol, yes.)

[Kanaria]

The Master ran his tongue up the length of her neck. "Have you even heard what I call myself?" He asked jokingly, placing a string of kisses on her jaw.


John nodded and got up. "Do you take cream or sugar?" He asked politely, though he just wanted to snog her again.

[Snips.]

Eleven grinned back at her, "You never know." he said simply.
"The Eye of Orion is a very restful place. One of my old companions said it was like 'Earth after a thunderstorm.' It's one of most tranquil places in the universe." he told her with a smile, "I always enjoyed going there. Ran in Eight when I was Five, there once."

[Kanaria]

Roger laughed. "I like thunderstorms," She remarked, "The lighting cracking through the sky, painting bright pictures gone in an instant..." She smiled, remembering a thunderstorm like that. "But the Eye of Orion sounds lovely. It will be nice to have a bit of rest after all this insanity."

[EO+RS]

Rachel looked on proudly at her handiwork. She squeezed Irene one more time, then dropped off, planning to crawl away, unnoticed, the same color as the flooring.

[Starryy Skiies]

Xavia's chuckled turned into a moan, "Mmm, this is true."

"Umm, two sugars, please." Molly called softly.

(Meh. Writer's block.)

[Kanaria]

((Meh, know the feeling.))

"Then I'll tell you." The Master whispered softly. "I am the Master. Who's master am I? The universe's Master and your Master."


"Ok." John said, carrying the tea back to her and holding it out for her to take as he sat down.