#therussianblackwidow

[thedoctornumber11]

Closed RP starter for therussianblackwidow

((OOC: This is a closed starter for therussianblackwidow ))

The Doctor walked out of his TARDIS, a bit unsure of where her was at.  The room was old, ragedy and empty.  He looked around the corner to see if anyone was there.  "This seems a bit boring and odd," the Doctor stated as he started to head back towards his ship.

[missuswilliams-blog]

"You have a black eye. Were you fighting with someone?" (therussianblackwidow)

"N-No. I wasn’t — I wasn’t fighting them."

[mixedblood-jayme]

Closed Starter for: therussianblackwidow

therussianblackwidow

One, two, three, four...

Five. 

There were five demons here. Even though they were hidden behind the many trees in this thick forest, Jayme could smell them. Hell, she could hear the heavy-footed brutes. And unless she was wrong, they had her entirely surrounded. 

On the bright side, she had picked up a signal earlier from some sort of strange police report on her radio. There had been several murders in the area, one of which had a witness (who was later, unfortunately, killed as well) claiming the man who did it had black eyes. The report later said something about activating some sort of shield, or something, but Jayme was already gone. 

Nowhere to run, and nowhere to hide...Jayme's heart quickened in her chest, and her breathing became shallower. These pests had been following her for days. She was tired, running of little/no sleep whatsoever. Her blonde hair was matted and full of twigs and broken leafs, and her face a mixture of some light dirt and blood. The  forest clearing swayed and spun in her vision, her entire being feeling disorientated; there wasn't even enough energy to stand anymore. If this encounter was to come to a battle, she might not make it out alive.

With narrowed eyes, she conjured up as much energy as she could, drew one of her knifes, and prepared for the fight of her life.