WhoLock (Doctor Who & Sherlock) Roleplay-OPEN

[FLYBOY]

The Master paused. He knew the Doctor was nearby, and it would be handy to have a Dalek go exterminate him, but he might lose the TARDIS as well. Choosing his words carefully, he replied, "Not that I am aware of." There, that was good. Whether or not this Dalek located the Doctor, it couldn't blame him- that was a phrase that could go either way. "Why are you here?" he asked. The Master knew he probably couldn't expect to get an answer from a Dalek, but it was worth the try.

[Jailor]

"I WILL NOT SPECIFY THAT REASON. I WILL JUST SAY THAT I AM HUNTING." Dalek Spark replied. She was still wondering where all the humans were.
"WHY ARE YOU HERE?" the Dalek asked in return.

[FLYBOY]

The Master hesitated. Admitting the truth, that he was stuck, seemed like a rather bad idea at the time being. Instead, he said vaguely, "I need something I know I can find here." Which, he recalled, was sort of the truth. A half-truth? Was that a thing? He needed the Doctor's TARDIS, and he had gotten extraordinarily lucky, landing at the same time and very nearly the same place. The Master refused to consider the other option, that his TARDIS had somehow sought out the Doctor's. That would be inconvenient.

[nerdyteengirl]

((@๔єςєקtเς๏ภ รקคгк longer posts, please. This is semi-lit.))

[FLYBOY]

((Sorry my posts have been shorter as well, I'm feeling short on inspiration today.)

[nerdyteengirl]

Mycroft's eyes flashed with recognition upon hearing the name 'Doctor' mentioned, but it did make sense. Flashing her a mostly amused smile, Mycroft bowed ever so slightly. "Mycroft Holmes; establishé of this... containing area, and minor gtovernment official," He said airily. She was obviously not going to back down, which Mycroft found admirable. Most people tended to back off the instant he showed his disinterest in obliging their questions or inquiries. "And this is, indeed, 'saving' humanity."

Clara

Clara straightened her back and put her hands on her hips. "Minor, eh? How come you're down here then? The lowest ranking person I've seen in these halls have been generals." This man was obviously not telling her everything. "And how the heck is locking that girl up 'saving humanity?' What did she do to you? And another thing," she continued, pushing her hair out of her face, "are you related to a Sherlock Holmes?" She realized her questions were coming quickly, but didn't care.

[Jailor]

"WHAT ARE YOU SEARCHING FOR, EXACTLY? AND HOW DID YOU GET HERE?"
Asking questions came naturally to the Dalek. It was in her nature. And sometimes, answers were interesting. Spark could tell that this Time Lord was a bit odd. The Doctor was odd, but he would have asked more questions, and they would have been deeper. So this situation was a tad confusing. Also, the Time Lord was not angry. Time Lords tended to get angry at Daleks for just existing.

[kona.]

(ACHK i didn't realize til now you were talking to John, Nerdyteengirl, I"M SO SORRY!)

John looked up as two men burst into his flat. As they hurried through the door, he raised an eyebrow, stepping back slightly. "I would like to be let out, and I don't think you should be afraid of me. I think Mycroft might have had me put in here, but I'm not sure. And I'm not that quiet! Does it sound like I'm being quiet?" He was impatient and irritated, so he wasn't being very nice, like he usually was. He eyed the man as he pulled something out of his pocket and seemed to scan him with it. "Get that thing away from me! And what do you mean by alien? Aliens don't exist. Put that thing away and concentrate, could you?" The rubber mouse was distracting him.

[nerdyteengirl]

((It's fine! ^.^ Oh, and I'm a bit confused as to the woman in the room. Is Krystah in John's flat too? Because Clara is outside talking to Mycroft. Sorry I'm tired today. :P ))

Eleven

Eleven looked at himself with an amused smile as the angry man ranted. He had forgotten how much he liked that face. And who he had liked when he was that man. Subtly wiping tears from his eyes, he looked back to the other man, who had paused for breath. "Hey! It's ok! I'm the Doctor, here to help. Oh, and so is he." a gesture towards Ten, "don't have a nametag this time, but that's alright. And aliens do exist, thank you very much." he straitened his bowtie. "Now, what are you in here for, and have you seen Clara?"

[kona.]

(I fixed that, sorry xD)

John looked at him curiously. "How could aliens exist? That's just ridiculous." He chuckled slightly. "Oh, you're doctors? I'm a doctor too." He Looked at the door. "Do you think you could get me out of here? I've been stuck in here for a long time, though I don't know how long. I have no idea what's been going on outside in the world, and no one will tell me anything." He sighed. "And I don't know where my good friend, Sherlock Holmes is, either. I'm assuming he's stuck somewhere around here too, but I don't know." He sighed, staring at the two men.