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Any Jack Harkness. Rose needs Jack as her older brother and to keep her head screwed on straight and to keep her on track. Oh and :kicks dirt: xundecimus because fab
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Any Jack Harkness. Rose needs Jack as her older brother and to keep her head screwed on straight and to keep her on track. Oh and :kicks dirt: xundecimus because fab
xundecimus is visiting Arendelle
"Hello, I’m Queen Elsa." Elsa gave a small curtsy and a smile. "It’s nice to meet you. What brings you to Arendelle?"
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Go away.
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She heard him coming long before she saw him- for a moment Corissa could hardly believe her ears- and in the next moment she wondered how, in the name of creation had he still- after all this time- not learned to fly that thing properly. She turned on the spot and there it was... materializing before her very eyes... that big blue box. Corissa sighed- so he hadn't managed to fix the chameleon circuit either... She laughed, a grin spreading across her face.within moments she had dashed to the door of the TARDIS, picked the lock with her specialized lock-pick, flung the door open and bounded inside. Cora caught sight of her brother within moments
"Hiya big brother" she said with a grin "It's been a while!"
Serendipity - Xundecimus
In the warm, multicoloured glow of fairylights, a young woman wandered down the length of Brighton Pier, her long platinum waves of hair being tossed by the sea breeze. She was dressed in straight leg jeans and a thick, grey wrap around cardigan, knee length boots clicking on the wooden slats. A bag of baby pink candyfloss was tucked in the crook of her arm, unopened.
As she reached the end of the pier, she rest her arms on the aged green railing, crossing one ankle behind the other and looking at the broiling of the late Spring sea with a small smile. She’d lived in Brighton for two years now but she still enjoyed doing the tourist bit from time to time.
"Um...hey there. Something I can help you with? No offense, but family weekend was like...a week ago. Aren't visitors supposed to be gone by now?"