#eightandonly

[welcometothevale]

continuing this thread with @eightandonly

They wrapped their arms around his waist when he held them, pressing their cheek into his chest. Their hands were trembling, so they clenched their fists that were behind his back to hide it. His soothing words slowly causing their body to relax into his as their mini adrenaline burst disappeared. Rowan’s pale green eyes met his for a moment as he spoke, leaning into his palm slightly. 

“Yeah, I’m sure you know more than enough to help me figure it all out. I know some of what I can do, but I haven’t tried everything out. I know you disapprove of bringing people back from death, so we can just avoid that one, I guess.” It killed them to let the potential of saving someone’s life slip through their fingers, but his warning of upsetting the balance had them wary to even use the power. 

When his hand retreated, their swiftly grabbed it and held it to their cheek a little longer. Then they kissed his palm and released his hand. “Okay, I won’t take long.” 

[therapardalis]

[Random unplanned thing for @eightandonly.]

"Yes, this is mine," Thera tucked back a lock of hair that insisted on defying both a tie and the confines of her hat, "I love my city places, but sometimes it's nice to have somewhere with a garden."

A sort-of garden at the very least, slightly raised beds of herbs complemented by a gathering of pots closer to the cottage doors. Thera moved among them now, watering and tweaking out a few weeds. "Sometimes I think I might be a little bit of a Hobbit. Or ... " A smile licked the corners of her lips as she touched a particular fragrant, small-leaved plant that was currently running rampant over the sides of not one but two window boxes, "You could say I'm a Thyme Lady."

[icanrulegallifreynow]

A case of the doctor

Rp starter for @eightandonly

“This is what I was called for? You?” Romana could not have rolled her eyes any harde rif she tried. As she stood there, dressed in full ceremonial gear and preppared to be leading her country, it all seemed too ridicoules.

That The Doctor would show up, and that she, would have to deal with him. Again.

[monsieur-inspecteur-javert]

a walk around Paris ( Closed RP with eightandonly )

Javert was taking a walk around Paris he told Rivette he was going for a walk but he had other things in mind like hunting down Jean Valjean otherwise known to Javert as 24601 

He was walking briskly paying no attention to where he was going as he rounded a corner he bumped into a figure 

Javert muttered to himself as he picked up his hat and cane he looked at the figure which turned out to be a man 

““I’m so sorry sir are you alright” 

@eightandonly 

[miriamandvictoria]

Pretty as a painting

Closed starter for @eightandonly

It was a beautiful, sunny weekend afternoon, and Victoria had taken the rare chance to get her art supplies and head to her favourite park, hoping to find something nice to paint.

Quite soon, she had settled down in the shadow of a tree. From across the gravel path that crossed through the green pastures of the park, she had spotted a very eye catching man sitting on a park bench. He had long, curly brown hair and strange 19th century themed clothing. It was quite a sight, and Victoria couldn't resist trying to capture him upon her paper, humming happily to herself as she kept stealing glances at the man.

[asmallgirlinabox]

Remembrance and resemblance (Closed starter)

Closed starter for @eightandonly

Stephani sighed heavily as she sat down underneth a tree in the park. It was five stops away from her flat and it was already starting to get darker, but she couldn't care less.

This park, a tiny bit of common, at the outskirts of London, was home.

In the tall apartment buildings close by, lights were appearing in the windows, dark silouettes moving back and forth inside. In the second window on the third floor, a small teddy bear stood leaned against the glass.

Stephani had grown up there. In a tiny flat with her lone mum who both worried and loved more than most. The park had always been one of the few places her mum would let her go to alone, and nearly the only place she'd been to outside during the first few years of her childhood.

Sighing once more, she leaned back against the parkbench. As she rested there, a strange sound filled her ears. It was wheezing and grinding, like an engine, but it came out of nowhere.

"Hello? Anyone there?"

[stillsmarterthanyou]

"Apparently you sleep walk"

@eightandonly

Liz starred at The Doctor, uncomprehending. "I sleep walk? Why would I be sleep walking?" She asked, pouring herself a cup of coffee from the pot. "Maybe it would explain why I've been sleeping so awfully as of late, but I still don't understand why I'd be doing that again. Nor how you know."

[jienkora]

Make Me A Believer

{{ @eightandonly }}

   Her lungs burned. How long she had been running was at a loss in time she didn’t care to think of. Her cloak was ripped across her arm, blood having stained the gash on it. There was gun fire behind her, a tree exploded to her left causing her to duck for cover. She looked around frantically before taking off into the thicker brush.      The gun fire continued as she found her direction heading down hill. She slide against the leaves and twigs leaving a trial of her path. Once to the bottom, she turned around, lifting her hands from her cloak. Black nails, pointed and dangerous laid flat out in front of her. Her hands rose up and down just as the wind swept through the fresh path. The leaves were pushed back over it, covering her tracks the best she could. She glanced around again, taking to the thicker parts of the large trees.     “Damn!” A shout was heard in the distance.    She slowly climbed the tree, over looking the man who held a sniper rifle. A grin came across her lips as she watched him try to fix a jam. It was more than enough time for her to cover her tracks and make it far from him. She enjoyed the chase, but found it less exciting over the centuries... ~    The local market was busy on this planet. It was a trade route, many different species making their way through and would stop here for supplies. She found herself wondering in, needing to replenish her own and get some food. She needed to repair her cloak, the wound she had no worries about. With her time now freed from the hunt, there wasn’t a better place to blend in for now. Keeping her face hidden under her cloak, she did her best to stay quite, out of attention and out of this planets problems for once...    Until gun fire went off again.     Some people ran, she didn’t. Rather, she perked up, looking for the source of it. She ducked between two market fronts, keeping her eyes alert, cobalt eyes just barely shining in the shadows of her cover.     “He is over there! Go!” She heard a creature shout in another language.    They weren’t looking for her, she didn’t think. It allowed her to step out from her hiding spot a little more. It made her curious as who they were looking for. Just down the market street, a group of four mercenary's gathered spiting off alone. They were from a very old bounty hunter clan, she knew they only came out for special reasons or if the price was high enough. If they weren’t looking for her, than who?