Oct. 8th, 2008

[identity profile] hear-the-drums.livejournal.com
The Master wasn't sure if the Rani checked her mail, so the day after his encounter with Samuel Winchester an envelope appeared on the doorstep of her TARDIS.

Inside there was a vial of blood and a note:

Oh my darling, dearest, light of my life, whose intellect constantly astounds and amazes even the lowliest of creatures in this Rassilon forsaken place,

Do me the tiniest favor of running this through some standard blood tests? If there is there is any sort of anomaly worth note, I would love to hear about it.


She would know who it was from. And hopefully peaking her curiosity would be enough to get from her what he wanted.
[identity profile] swissdonkey.livejournal.com
Guy had spent his morning carefully recalibrating his League Table, then realised there were only a couple of people on it, and this was not on. There was little in the way of medical emergencies here, apart from French guys who didn't know how to use swords, so he went for a mid afternoon wander, finding himself a bench and a good place to people watch. Or, to be more specific, women-watch.

It wasn't really a league table until he'd got at least three or four more women to add to it. Whilst he waited, he fiddled about playing on his Blackberry, seeing if there was a way he could get this to work in the park. No signal. That was the most depressing empty space he'd ever seen.

((As promised. League table. Only filled in with women he's met, of course. Feel free to mosey by and he'll add your character/leer/get slapped (delete as applicable). If I've got anything terribly wrong, please come and poke me and I can change numbers around.))

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