Queen Erimem

“How did we get in this mess?"

10. Trapped by a cave-in.

Erimem raised her head cautiously as the rocks finally stopped falling. “Are you hurt?” she asks the other woman. They had been chasing a very, very green alien when he turned and headed into the cave. Neither had expected that the unstable cave would fall in on them.

The dust made her cough as she struggled to see through the darkness. She was bruised from various debris but nothing felt broken. She winced as she straightened out.

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The moment the cave had begun to collapse with a deafening roar, Jo had shoved the other woman farther into the cavern and away from the falling debris. Silently she cursed her bad luck, the alien just had to pick such an unstable place to flee into.

"I’m alright, but I think my leg is trapped." She tried to pull her left leg out from under the pile of rubble that had fallen on it, but her foot was firmly wedged between some of the rock. At least I didn’t break anything. She reached into the bag she had slung over her shoulder before taking off after the creature, pulling out a torch and flicking it on. “Oh thank god it didn’t break.” Jo muttered, looking up at the other woman.

"I’m— ah, I’m Jo Grant by the way. Who are you?"

#ididntsayipassed #((this is horrifically late Melissa. I'm so sorry.))

Erimem blinked at the sudden brightness and turned her head away to allow her eyes to get used to it. "I am Erimem," she replied as she bent down to check on the fallen woman. "Are you injured?" she asked as she looked up at the rubble. She was no expert but the rocks looked precarious and she was hesitant to move them for fear of another cave in.

She could only hope that Peri and the Doctor were alright without her. The aliens hadn't appeared to be hostile, but appearances were often deceiving in her experience.

"But it’s cold outside."

Peri glanced at her friend out of the sides of her eyes and laughed, pulling on her heaviest coat and a pair of gloves. “You’re cold almost everywhere we go, Erimem” she grinned. “But I get your point, since there is about a foot of snow out there.”

She lifted another coat and a knit cap from the chair. “Here, put these on, found them in the wardrobe. We have to go out, we can’t exactly surprise the Doctor with a Christmas tree when he gets back from his..investigation.. if we don’t actually go out and get one. And we’ll need to hurry.”

"Almost there, I think we should—Erimem?" She spun round, scanning for her friend. "Erimem, where are you??" It took a few seconds but she finally managed to spot her friend, or what she hoped was her friend, only her back exposed and snow obscuring the rest. "Oh, my God!"

She trekked back a few feet to help try and dig Erimem out, scooping out a hollow around her, hands freezing through her gloves, and then lifting her by the arm to try and pull her from the cold white mess. “Erimem, are you okay?? Oh, this is really not your sort of weather, is it? I’m sorry!”

Erimem was vaguely aware of her rescuer as she was tugged out of the snow. "Next time, could we go somewhere warm?" she asked as she tried her best to wipe the snow off her face. She had never been this cold in her life. She rubbed her arms, trying to increase the blood flow in a vain attempt to warm herself.

"Let us hurry," Erimem suggested. "And then I'm going back to the TARDIS to take a very hot bath." She stomped forwards determinedly, knowing how important this was to her best friend.

"But it’s cold outside."

Peri glanced at her friend out of the sides of her eyes and laughed, pulling on her heaviest coat and a pair of gloves. “You’re cold almost everywhere we go, Erimem” she grinned. “But I get your point, since there is about a foot of snow out there.”

She lifted another coat and a knit cap from the chair. “Here, put these on, found them in the wardrobe. We have to go out, we can’t exactly surprise the Doctor with a Christmas tree when he gets back from his..investigation.. if we don’t actually go out and get one. And we’ll need to hurry.”

Erimem stepped out into the cold after Peri and immediately regretted not layering herself better. It was bitingly cold and she nearly turned back to hide in the warmth of the TARDIS. But Peri seemed enthusiastic about the holiday and Erimem was curious. She braced herself against the cold as she followed Peri through the snow.

"So you celebrate the birth of your god by giving others presents?" she asked above the wind, nodding in understanding. She stomped uncertainly through the snow, not quite sure how one was supposed to move through it. "How does one choose a tree?"

"Something like that. Wait til I explain Santa Claus to you," she quipped, making a beeline for the edge of the forest, the wind picking up and stinging her face, making her eyes water. "Not much further now. You just pick the one you like the most—" She grunted as she almost fell over, correcting herself and slinging the big bag over her shoulder. "Well, in our case, we’re going to be modest and try for one we can manage to saw down and take back, not a huge one. It’s a shame. The TARDIS is big enough to take a big tree.”

"Santa Claws?" Erimem echoed, sounding alarmed. Her mind conjured images of some sort of large, taloned beast. She struggled to keep up with Peri, not wanting to get lost in this wintry misery. She was too chilly to reply to Peri's explanation of picking a tree and simply concentrated on keeping her balance. She managed a few steps before moving too quickly and toppling facefirst into the snow with a muffled yelp. She flailed uselessly but that only buried her deeper into the snow. She tried to brace her palms against it to push herself up but her hands slid deeper still.

"But it’s cold outside."

Peri glanced at her friend out of the sides of her eyes and laughed, pulling on her heaviest coat and a pair of gloves. “You’re cold almost everywhere we go, Erimem” she grinned. “But I get your point, since there is about a foot of snow out there.”

She lifted another coat and a knit cap from the chair. “Here, put these on, found them in the wardrobe. We have to go out, we can’t exactly surprise the Doctor with a Christmas tree when he gets back from his..investigation.. if we don’t actually go out and get one. And we’ll need to hurry.”

Erimem obligingly pulled the hat over her head and eyed Peri’s hair a bit jealously—she imagined it would be much warmer with hair as long as hers. Her own was still quite short and did nothing to keep her ears from the chill.

"What is this Christ-mas tree, Peri?” Erimem asked again. The whole idea of tramping out in the snow to find a tree seemed utterly silly to her. But Peri seemed to be excited so she was willing to tuck herself into the woolen coat without too much reluctance. “And the presents that go beneath the tree, they are for your gods?” she asked.

"Um, I think Christmas trees have some kind of deep significance in ancient lore or something, but to me it’s just something to hang ornaments, tinsel and lights on,” Peri told Erimem with a grin, making sure she had the tools she needed in a large bag and opening the door, bracing herself against the bitter wind that swirled snow into the TARDIS.

"The presents are for each other," she explained, teeth chattering as they made their way out. "Christmas is all supposed to be because of Jesus’s birth..but people buy gifts for each other. Like I’ll end up getting you one. Already have, actually. And it’ll go under the tree so that you can open it on Christmas. Or, you know, whatever passes for Christmas in the time vortex."

Erimem stepped out into the cold after Peri and immediately regretted not layering herself better. It was bitingly cold and she nearly turned back to hide in the warmth of the TARDIS. But Peri seemed enthusiastic about the holiday and Erimem was curious. She braced herself against the cold as she followed Peri through the snow.

"So you celebrate the birth of your god by giving others presents?" she asked above the wind, nodding in understanding. She stomped uncertainly through the snow, not quite sure how one was supposed to move through it. "How does one choose a tree?"

#ooc #((some of my fave companions are audio only))

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( ooc: sometimes I feel sad that more people don’t listen to the Doctor Who audios or delve into the books or comics because I swear some of these companions

I mean there’s Frobisher, of course. Gotta love a shapeshifter that prefers the form of a penguin. And who can play the piano with flippers.

But then there are characters like Evelyn Smith

and Erimem

(art source)

and Charley Pollard

and Fitz Kreiner

(whom everybody seems to agree that Callum Blue is the face claim for)

and GOSH JUST SO MANY GREAT COMPANIONS i didn’t even scratch the surface but they’re off the top of my head.

but man I just got a surge of companion feels which is why this post was made. LOTS OF COMPANION FEELS. )

"But it’s cold outside."

Peri glanced at her friend out of the sides of her eyes and laughed, pulling on her heaviest coat and a pair of gloves. “You’re cold almost everywhere we go, Erimem” she grinned. “But I get your point, since there is about a foot of snow out there.”

She lifted another coat and a knit cap from the chair. “Here, put these on, found them in the wardrobe. We have to go out, we can’t exactly surprise the Doctor with a Christmas tree when he gets back from his..investigation.. if we don’t actually go out and get one. And we’ll need to hurry.”

#botanyandsarcasm #((I swear one day I'll be good at being on Erimem's blog))#((I've got finals starting tomorrow till Monday but then I'll be around more))#((And sorry your work schedule has been so hectic--I hope you're doing well.))

Erimem obligingly pulled the hat over her head and eyed Peri's hair a bit jealously--she imagined it would be much warmer with hair as long as hers. Her own was still quite short and did nothing to keep her ears from the chill.

"What is this Christ-mas tree, Peri?" Erimem asked again. The whole idea of tramping out in the snow to find a tree seemed utterly silly to her. But Peri seemed to be excited so she was willing to tuck herself into the woolen coat without too much reluctance. "And the presents that go beneath the tree, they are for your gods?" she asked.

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In my head, there’s an alternate universe version of Jo Grant who stayed on Peladon and became a total badass queen righting social wrongs and making the planet a better place through diplomacy and her super awesome empathy skills.

(And somehow, through the magic of time travel, she has tea with Erimem, the future queen of Peladon, every second Wednesday, and sometimes Queen Peri of Krontep will pop in, and whenever Evelyn Rossiter, political badass and partner to the Principal Triumvir of Vilag, has time, she’ll drop in and bring cake for all of them.)

No-one can take this headcanon away from me.

#//*shouts* MELISSA #idek how it would work but OMG I WANT IT

//Diiiiiibs! Even when I'm neglecting Erimem, I love seeing you on my dash <3

send me a 'dibs' if you are ridiculously attached to me as an rp partner

//!!! :D :D I literally screeched when I saw you reply the other day, I love your Erimem!

#botanyandsarcasm #((I just admire you a lot from afar))#((you're the coolest))#ooc

//*Shows up late to the party, as usual* Your Peri is literally the reason for this blog. Saying that I love your Peri wouldn't even come close to accurately describing it.

How did we get in this mess?

21. Being locked in a mall overnight.

"Do you think that this marketplace is really haunted, Peri?" Erimem asked. The torch the Doctor had given her was clutched firmly in one hand as she let the light dance across empty store windows. They were investigating claims of the "haunted" mall at the Doctor's insistence. Of course, he had gone off to run scans from the TARDIS while Peri and Erimem had been assigned the job of collecting practical data. Erimem suspected that the Doctor simply wanted a quiet night away from them which was fine with her; she enjoyed Peri's company.

#perpugilliambrown #((If you'd like something else just let me know!))#((I'm flexible))

“How did we get in this mess?"

10. Trapped by a cave-in.

Erimem raised her head cautiously as the rocks finally stopped falling. "Are you hurt?" she asks the other woman. They had been chasing a very, very green alien when he turned and headed into the cave. Neither had expected that the unstable cave would fall in on them.

The dust made her cough as she struggled to see through the darkness. She was bruised from various debris but nothing felt broken. She winced as she straightened out.

#ididntsayipassed #((if anything is weird/you want it changed let me know))#((gotta zip off to get the baby up))

"Why yes, I am as think as you drunk I am."

Put one of the following in my inbox for my muse's reaction.

"Erimem!" Peri gaped in shock at her friend, rushing forward to see if she needed any support. "How in the world did you get like this?" She lowered her voice. "Good thing the Doctor didn’t see you, imagine the lecture we’d both get."

"Yeah, okay, but why were you in a bar?" Peri asked suspiciously. "And more importantly, why was I left stuck with the Doctor while you were off in a bar with seedy guys passing out liquor? That sounds more like something I’d do. Actually, it sounds like something I’ve done several times."

She started to flop into a nearby chair and stopped to consider what Erimem had said last, bursting into loud laughter. “The Doctor? Dancing?! Now I know you’re three sheets to the wind!”

"I wanted to have fun. You always say that fun is... fun." She waved away the question as she tried to sit with as much dignity as she could muster. She managed to land in the chair, at least.

"And what does wind have to do with dancing?" she asked, trying to piece it together on her own. Her mind was a pleasant fuzz but the world was still moving despite the fact that she was now stationary. She shut her eyes to fight off the nauseous feeling that had begun to overwhelm her. Perhaps this hadn't been a good idea.

#((why not? Erimem should do more than she is right now))#((Which is basically nothing whoooops))

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Bad Situations for Two (for drabbles or AU starters)

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Our characters are pinned down under enemy gunfire inside a building. Write a drabble for what they do.

One of our characters has been declared “Patient Zero.”

Your character walks in on mine in the shower.

My character finds yours passed out on his/her bed.

There’s been a mixup by the hotel and both characters have been assigned the same room and have to spend the night together (optional: neither know each other)

One character drops something both characters need down a storm drain.

Characters are drunk and can’t find the way home.

Stuck in an elevator.

Lost in the woods.

Trapped by a cave-in.

One crashes into the other’s car.

Being mugged while together.

Both characters happen to a safehouse on the side of the road during a terrible storm.

Car dies while in the middle of nowhere.

Characters kidnapped/taken hostage together.

Being photographed in a compromising position and blackmailed.

Exposed together to a virus/plague/poison.

Snowed in with minimal resources.

Caught in a zombie apocalypse together.

Characters locked into a room for “Seven Minutes in Heaven” at a party… and the party-goers forget to let them out.

Being locked in a mall overnight.

Caught skinny dipping.

Partners in a criminal act gone wrong

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"Why yes, I am as think as you drunk I am."

Put one of the following in my inbox for my muse's reaction.

"Erimem!" Peri gaped in shock at her friend, rushing forward to see if she needed any support. "How in the world did you get like this?" She lowered her voice. "Good thing the Doctor didn’t see you, imagine the lecture we’d both get."

"My dearest Peri!" Erimem enthused as she grinned widely. "I am Erimem… Erimemush… Erimem, Pharaoh of—well, nothing," she giggled as she let her head fall against Peri’s shoulder. "I met this very interesting man and there was a bottle of… purple.”

"Yeah, well, there’s your first clue right there. A guy holding a bottle of purple? Sounds like a real creep. Come on, one foot in front of the other.” She led her friend to the nearest chair and tried to lower her into it. “Why did you take any of the purple stuff? You’re not usually that trusting of..well, anyone.”

#botanyandsarcasm #((*aggressively doesn't neglect Erimem anymore*))

"No, no," Erimem said as she followed Peri's instructions and moved her feet. "We were in a... what did you call them? Polls? Bars?" She shrugged and giggled again. "You would have liked it Peri. They were playing the music you like. Maybe." She frowned, trying to remember what sort of music had been playing. "Do you think we could convince the Doctor to go dancing?" she asked, grinning.

"Why yes, I am as think as you drunk I am."

Put one of the following in my inbox for my muse's reaction.

"Erimem!" Peri gaped in shock at her friend, rushing forward to see if she needed any support. "How in the world did you get like this?" She lowered her voice. "Good thing the Doctor didn’t see you, imagine the lecture we’d both get."

#botanyandsarcasm #((huh my first reblog failed??))#((Anyways HI AGAIN I AM BACK))

"My dearest Peri!" Erimem enthused as she grinned widely. "I am Erimem... Erimemush... Erimem, Pharaoh of--well, nothing," she giggled as she let her head fall against Peri's shoulder. "I met this very interesting man and there was a bottle of... purple."

Erimem tried to give Peri her most reassuring smile but she was fairly certain that it fell flat. “I am also frightened," she confessed softly. “Perhaps whatever it is does cause undue fear?" She wasn’t certain if they were merely feeding off each other’s nervous energies or if there was something about the atmosphere.

She nearly disputed Peri’s choice before simply walking towards the darkened house while firmly holding Peri’s arm. She told herself it was to make sure that Peri didn’t panic but, she reluctantly admitted to herself, it was largely for her own comfort.

She appreciated her friend’s smile, even if it didn’t particularly help her very much. She gave up all pretense of trying to look brave and clung to Erimem as they walked and had a thought that if she didn’t think it was utterly ridiculous, she’d wrap the ridiculous scarf she was wearing around them both so there was no chance of them being split up—she was that worried. And in her experience, people always got split up. Heck, even she and the Doctor were split right now.

She knocked on the door once they reached it, waited a few seconds, then gave Erimem a shrug. One more knock, harder this time, and one more short wait later, she had turned the handle and walked in before she could lose her nerve, dragging Erimem along with her into the darkness.