Doctor Who/Sherlock=Wholock RP

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I was partly looking for a reason to not kill Donna.))

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Donna walked into the kitchen to get food until her head suddenly was on fire. She flipped out, checking if the sink was full of water.

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there' Katniss, who had a dress with fake fire. And then there's my Donna, who's literally on FIRE XD))

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Eleven smiled at her before a look of concern flashed on his face. He slowly ran his thumb below her lip, wiping off a trail of red blood from her. He didn't really want to let her go, but he knew she needed to eat. If not her her than for her child.
"Want some Fish Fingers and Custard?" he asked her softly.
After he was done speaking to Roger, Donna walked in and then in the most peculiar way, she burst into flames. "Roger," Eleven said, eyeing Donna, "You should go back to your room as I deal with this. I'll be there shortly... with the food."

[Kanaria]

Roger nodded, eyes wide as Donna burst into flames. She made her way out the door, hyper aware of every little thing. When she returned to her room, she quickly scanned the space, looking for any changes to the room. She even glanced under the bed. She tugged the covers from the bed, and wrapped them around herself as she sat on the floor, careful with the wrist that John had used so roughly. She was still shaking, eyes roaming the space. And people wondered why she was paranoid. First Terri, then Holodecks, then that pony... Her mum, that pony again... And now John. He was her friend. Why would he... Why would he try to rape her? Roger had seen it in his mind, she had known what he wanted. She pulled the blankets tighter around her, shaking worse now.

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Lestrade, done with Discord, was meandering back to the room, completely unaware that anything was wrong as he approached the door. He opened it and froze. "Roger?" he asked softly, his eyes worried. He took two steps and knelt down.

Rachel forced herself to camouflage as she worked her way towards Sherlock across the floor. No, don't make Irene leave! Love her! she wanted to silently scream, targeting Sherlock again with pheromones. This time she would make sure to keep Sherlock with Irene. It seemed to be doing so much good for everyone involved...

[Kanaria]

Roger gave a guilty little start. She looked over at Greg, and blinked at him. She slowly relaxed a bit, as she recognized his face as one that had never meant her harm. "Yes Greg?" She asked, softly. Her lip was still bleeding, and was starting to swell.

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Lestrade gulped a little, his eyes concerned. "What happened?" he scooted closer, sitting by her to be there for her. Why hadn't he stayed with her? He might have been able to stop this from happening...

[Kanaria]

Roger looked down, still shaking. "J-John, the one from the 23 century..." She started off, not wanting to call him her friend, "He..."

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DW deemed he should help his other self out and sit in front of Roger's door like a watch pony.

Donna put her head in the sink, blindly turning on the water.