#ladyconundrum

[paper-stars-and-computer-chips]

"Tell me what you want."

She squirmed, chewing her lower lip fretfully. She was horrible at that, articulating what she wanted with embaressment keeping the words caught in her throat. Whining her partners name plaintively, she arched up as best as she could to try and entice hands to touch her overheated skin

[zsaszette]

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Maia stood in front of the girl, her weapons away but close enough to grab in case anything unexpected happened. “This area is off limits, I suggest you leave.”

[deadpoolsquared]

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“And who are you supposed to be?” The merc asked, flipping her long blonde hair off of her shoulder.

{Who’s this bitch?} [She’s in our way!] {Shouldn’t we just go around her?} [Nah, let’s ask questions to further the plot!] {Great. Sounds like a fantastic plan.}

I feel like this with Rhoda, she gets ignored so much that I spend most of my time on my male oc’s blog which is unsurprisingly way more popular

[themurderousintent]

I hella feel it with Jeanette (which is kind of ironic, because my favourite interactions with Jeanette are the ones with Rhoda) and so I end up on here more often than not even if I have a muse for Jeanette because it’s always been frustrating trying to rp with her (I’ve remade her blogs a few times hoping that I can get her rolling and I always kind of lose confidence in it)

[efficientqueen]

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Jeanette knew she probably shouldn’t have become friends with Eddie’s henchman, but after working with her a few times, she grew to like her. It’s why Jeanette had invited Rhoda to her place, rather than meet up at her office. 

“I don’t think I ever got to pay you for our last rendezvous.” She said in reference to the last heist that she had borrowed the other for.

[eddienigma-theriddler]

Edward walks around his penthouse, pondering "I wonder where she went..."

[ask-xi]

Call To Trial: Rhoda

Flanked by Gallifreyan guards within a specially protected chamber, Rhoda was escorted to the large courtroom of Time Lord officials. The jury sat in semi-circular rows, bedecked in ceremonial robes and headdresses, their faces as solemn as expected.  At the head of the court was an older woman in the splendour of a judicial position, the very same Time Lady that had greeted XI on his arrival to his home planet. To her right stood the figure for both prosecution and legal procedure, another female whose name he had learned to be Shennadraxun (Shen) who seemed altogether more agreeable than the Valeyard of his last trial. XI himself was perceived to be seated in a high-backed chair, his arms and legs strapped as though he were prepared for an execution. There was a device attached to his temple, the only indication that he was in fact a projection onto the courtroom, able to see the proceedings through a virtual reality. He was alone on his side of the room, allowing space for his defence to appear as and when it was needed. It was not custom for defence, however, to be present at these parts of the trial.

Once Rhoda had been guided to the appropriate stand within an invisibly-shielded booth, Shen moved to the centre of the room and addressed her directly. “Please state your name and your relationship to the person situated on my left.” She indicated XI, who greeted Rhoda with a disingenuous smile.