#drj0nes

[whatspoilers]

@drj0nes gets a lighthearted starter !

Heels dangle playfully from lithe fingers. Grinning, the blonde spins around. Green silk flares around her; for a moment, her gown resembles a swirling supernova. "The meteor shower should be starting soon."

[bak3rss]

˚₊‧꒰ა 🎃 👻 💀 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ -> ❝ DID YOU REALLY .. get to meet shakespeare ? ❞ her question breaks the silence. the ten year old couldn't sleep - so instead , she asks questions.

˚₊‧꒰ა 🎃 👻 💀 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ -> @drj0nes 🐚 liked ❝ for a one liner. ❞

[stormcaqe]

to her credit: she's good at this. staying calm under pressure. river hardly fumbles with the controls. a lack of coordination due to blood loss, she knows the steps, the stages. has died like this before, a bullet wound to the side put there by her mother. she can’t blame amy for that, she had no idea who it was in that suit.

once upon a time, when she had been a young and stupid girl, she would have felt the rush of energy burning through every cell in her being, would have felt fire beneath her skin as atoms reorganized to create someone new. now, it is only blood.

we have to stop the bleeding .

“ bit busy. ” she circles the console, one hand on her side as she flips another switch. this tardis is different, the thrumming beneath her hands is younger, just stuck in an older case. the energy of a creaking floorboard, more haunted house, she isn’t used to navigating with that feeling looming in the back of her mind . . . or perhaps that is something else, impending doom. she could laugh at that. far too busy for that, she’ll take a rain check.

“ no need to look so worried, @drj0nes . i'm only dying. ” she says it as if it's a joke, a mindless flirtation, and perhaps it is . . . should be, to a woman who has lived to two hundred, who has done the impossible, escaped death more times than one could possibly hope to count. about time he caught up. “ it's not like i haven't done this before. ”

if she can just get them into the vortex . . .

[rosemarion-a]

🥀.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎@drj0nes :‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎please don't tell anyone i said that ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎⋆·˚ ༘ *

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎❛ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎oh i promise, y'er secret's safe with me.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎❜ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎although she does laugh, it's warm, and not at her company but instead at the world around them.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎she's missed having company, friends, people who told her silly secrets before biting their lips in rosy cheeked embarrassment‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎––‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎it reminds her of sleepovers as a kid, trying to laugh silently to avoid getting yelled at for being up past her bedtime, but now it's intertwined with aliens and rent, bills and adventure, two oppositional images.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎❛ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎if it makes y'feel any better, i'm not technically a unit employee, so you can say whateva' you want to me.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎i'm not required to tell a soul.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎❜

[agentharkness]

[ 𝒔𝒎𝒔 📲 ] IF i find no elves i will CONSIDER recanting my statement

𝑻𝑬𝑿𝑻𝑺 𝑭𝑹𝑶𝑴 𝑨𝑵 𝑼𝑵𝑯𝑰𝑵𝑮𝑬𝑫 𝑴𝑼𝑺𝑬 𝑹𝑶𝑺𝑻𝑬𝑹 – 𝑷𝑨𝑹𝑻 𝑻𝑯𝑹𝑬𝑬 . / accepting / @drj0nes

[ mj ] girl, you've either seen too many fantasy movies. [ mj ] or read too many of those smutty fairy books. [ mj ] i'm telling you. elves do not exist. [ mj ] if i makes u feel any better. i've also read too many smutty fairy books. xoxox

[centurie]

" he was lucky to have you around , y'know . " @drj0nes !

[stormcaqe]

it's becoming a bad habit, or more accurately she is being a bit self indulgent. while the vortex manipulator allows her far more independence in her travels, it really can't compare to the real thing. ( what is it they say ? there's no place like home. ) she'd only popped in to run an errand or two, nothing she hasn't done before. there and back before He's any the wiser.

if she is feeling really, very honest - something so rare an occurrence she can count the number of times on one hand - she might admit she's craving a bit of trouble. though somehow, it always seems to find her first.

the console thrums beneath her hands, a sound she can feel, vibrating deep in her chest, a warning. sharp gaze snaps upward at the sound of footsteps against the floor, shock flickers like candles flame casting light across the planes of her face before mischief settles in it's place, sparkling in much the same manner as her eyes land on @drj0nes , oh ! she's sure she hasn't met this one yet.

“ doctor's out i'm afraid, i can take a message if you'd like ? ”

[agentharkness]

smash or pass 🫣🤭😜

𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐃   "  𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐇   𝐎𝐑   𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒  “   𝐅𝐎𝐑   𝐌𝐘   𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄   𝐓𝐎   𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑   𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐘   𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓   𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒.   𝐍𝐎   𝐋𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆   𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐃  . / accepting / @drj0nes

"Look at you Doctor Jones, so very forward!" He made a jest of looking mildly taken aback, amusement painting his handsome face. She'd come a long way from the young woman who once fawned over their mutual friend the same way he did. "What are friends for if not for a bit of friendly fuckin'? I think we'd make the people in the club jealous as all hell, darlin'."