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awayfromtardis;. Dean, thats it, no more pie. THATS IT.

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The grip of the blustered wintertide had paused through it's efforts had caused the frosted breath to plunge the depths. Oriental coves that soon parted through the loving turn of ocean and soil. Flesh that made contact to the rushing vines and essence, that brought the very might of nature to a stilled transient peace. Ivory tress that twirled in a coated solar grandness, kimono sleeves that enveloped the very breeze with ongoing silken touch. Matron in all her form, mother to the sacred heavens and that of the mortal districts. For ever step she takes, does the budding emerald flora burst forth in their ever escaping gratitude and honour of this being. Soon to come across the bounties and pleasantries of unknown visitors. Intent to learn-- yet ever wary of danger upon the plane she swore guardianship towards.

"How loving the new faces flock. Is one in need of assistance?"

[thehunterfamily]

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What's this? Visitors sauntering forth after a long period of absence already? Cuspate blues cycled newfangled faces, a touch of spurious curiosity illuminating a crafty visage with just a twitch of a russet brow. His head inclines as if to heed their presence, with it plunging a collection of autumnal tresses as if they mimicked the chestnut flight of Fall. The new came with their own legends. Tales etched on foreign parchments where the artful bard would consume and save the knowledge for another day. This intrigued him - the act of discovering those whom were birthed in otherworldly realms and wallowed into the parched wastes of Gaia. But he needn't dwell on his love for this, rather straightening out his charming figure and bestowing dulcet welcomings to these wayfarers.

"It is rare for folk to idly walk these plains when beasts plague even the most unlikely of places. The land is untamed once more -- what brings you here?"

[daughterxofthetardis]

Juxtaposing Journals ~ Eleventh Doctor & River Song

It is always a tedious prospect, to be stuck in a highly secured facility for a crime you arguably haven't even committed. Not that River Song minded much, however; most of her days were spent with a pen in hand and a journal at the ready, because good grief, did it take her a while to note down the adventures she would habitually have at night. The guards had long since forsaken their largely foiled attempts of keeping the audacious Miss -or Mrs, depending on point of view and date- Song on a lockdown, and she would sneak out at least every other night, if not every night, to set out on another adventure. After all, one human life was already too short without her wasting any more time in a prison cell, and unfortunately, she'd worn out her ability to regenerate, albeit for a good cause. The best of causes, in hindsight.

Night crept in slowly and largely unnoticed by River until she lacked a sufficient amount of light to write any further, and she closed her small blue journal to look up through the window of her cell. By the looks of it, it was a particularly clear night; the sky was spotted bright with stars that had been shrouded by clouds on previous nights. Oh, the perfect night for yet another adventure. Pushing herself up from the bed she had been sitting on, River stretched the laziness out of her bones and muscles, shaking her arms a little as if that was the best preparation for time-and-space travel.

"Alright. Let's see what tonight has in store for us."

It was a simple matter of entering a date and coordinates into her vortex manipulator, and to press the 'execute' button. Oh, but if picking dates was simple, perhaps she wouldn't have ended up in dangerous situations all the time to begin with. No, it was much more like a game of Russian Roulette at this point. Who knew where and when she was going to end up this time? And, more importantly, in whose company was she going to end up?

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Anthea was walking down the alley until her foot knocked on something that was clearly not there. Reaching her hand out she could feel smooth wood paneling that couldn't be seen. Interested, she knocked her way around the shape, wondering what it was.