Doctor Who/Sherlock=Wholock RP

[Spike20096]

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"Thanks." Sherlock replied, smiling. "Molly is my plus-one." He said, taking Molly's hand. "And, where exactly is this...Eye of Orion?"

[Snips.]

"The Eye of Orion is a peaceful relaxing planet on the edge of the galaxy, out of the way of most travel routs." The Doctor explained to Sherlock, looking at his watch. Then he adressed what John had said, "I guess I'll just ask him back on the Tardis." he said with a shrug.

[Kanaria]

(It would actually be Mycroft, but he's on the Tardis already, chillen. My sister will get back on, when My can do something.))

John bobbed his head. "Alrighty then." He said.

[Starryy Skiies]

Xavia yawned, curling back up. "Whatever." She mumbled, falling back asleep."

Molly smiled, holding Sherlock's hand. "Oh, but, I haven't got a good dress to wear!" She fretted, smile vanishing.

[Kanaria]

((Ehehhehhee... Sorry... I promise to behave))

The Master, who was fully clothed, by the way, smiled down at the sleeping Xavia, who was also fully clothed. She was cute, and she couldn't help it. Adorable.


John chuckled slightly, tugging lightly at his jumper. "I can't remember the last time I wore a suit. I know I have that red shirt of mine, but that's over at Mary's..."

[Starryy Skiies]

(I do apologize.)

Xavia mumbled incoherently in her sleep, clutching the Master's shirt as she slept. Her tail flicked softly as she dreamed.

[Snips.]

The Doctor gave a shrug and John and Molly, "Wardrobe room on the Tardis. Clothes from all over the universe, should find something you like!" He told them, his characteristic grin on his face.

[Kanaria]

John gave a little shrug. "Well," He said, smiling a bit. "Can't argue with that... Sherlock, Molly, what are we waiting for?" With a bob of his head, he entered the TARDIS, looking around "Hey Mycroft." He said to the umbrella wielding man leaning against the console.


The Master smiled as he started to drift off himself. All in all, getting beat up by a descendant of his really wasn't all of that bad of thing. I'm getting married. The thought drifted through his mind, waking him up violently. Surly the girl couldn't be talking to him, right? Must have been something she was dwelling on before she had attacked him. "Xavia," He said presently.
"Want to go to a wedding?"

[Lichenfur]

"Hello, Dr. Watson." Mycroft said indifferently. "I suppose you're here for the wedding?" Obviously he was, but it was sort of Mycroft's job to make the obvious perfectly clear, as he's proven time and time again. It was infuriating how often people buggered up the obvious, because they had decided to think figuratively. He looked past John to see his brother. "Oh brother dear, you do look dashing." He said, unable to help a grin. "It's nice to see you have your trousers on."

[Starryy Skiies]

"Nnng. Huh?" Xavia mumbled, eyes fluttering open. "A...wedding?" She asked sleepily, yawning. "Sure. When?" The hybrid asked, rubbing the sleep from her eyes.