Doctor Who/Sherlock=Wholock RP

[EO+RS]

"Helping Irene." Rachel wrote bluntly, before crawling up a chair leg and attaching herself firmly to the underside of the chair before beginning to release calming pheromones. Everyone seemed to be far too upset, and she would rather have them love each other.

[superwhosburbian]

Spiiiiiiiike. Amy wants her husband now.))

[Koujaku;]

She felt her heart rate slow and she calmed down. Glancing back up at Sherlock she studied his expression with a hint of worry in her eyes.

[Kanaria]

Roger finished her food with a sigh and leaned back. "Thanks for bringing food Grandfather." She said, closing her eyes, looking sleepy.

[Spike20096]

/./

Sherlock sighed angrily at Irene, and a slight growl made itself audible from the bottom of his throat. She was always using sarcasm to avoid things, and now it was just getting annoying. But as he breathed in the pheromones, he started to feel cooler, and lighter. "What, kind of...Things?" He asked, a bit politely. Too polite. Those pheromones were messing with his brain.

[.]

Rory woke up on Eleven's TARDIS, to find himself in the console room. "Amy?" He called out worriedly. He needed to know if his wife was okay.

[superwhosburbian]

Amy was sitting beside the console, watching Doctor Whooves.

The pony was sitting and glaring at a pear. Evil, BAD, pears.

[Lichenfur]

Mycroft decided to go look for Clara. Beautiful, wonderful Clara... Mycroft smiled, thinking about her. She was so... Everything.

[EO+RS]

Rachel relaxed a little as the people in the room seemed to relax. Still hanging on to the underside of Sherlock's chair, she began to try to get him with Irene again. She had reverted to her natural white and simply wrote "Love Irene!" across her body.

Lestrade nodded. "Fishsticks and custard. never would have guessed." he said, grinning.

Eight slipped into the console room, wondering who was around. He was a little bored.

[Koujaku;]

"..." she remained silent. She didn't want to say her greatest weakness in front of the other two.

Clara smiled to her self as she sat in the console room, reading a book.
{{ Didn't know where to put her ;u; }}

[EO+RS]

(('sokay.))
Eight slid over to Clara. "What book?" he asked, leaning on the rail and reading over Clara's shoulder.