River and the DoctorIt took a lot of pushing and shoving to load that blue box into the cargo bay: even with the mule and the ATV, Mal couldn't blame his latest customer for circling the crate nervously every time it wobbled on its setting. He himself was in a right high-spirited mood, as the patron in question had paid up front and quite generously.River and the Doctor by ~ambassador-brouwer
"Caaareful," the eccentric man protested as his prized possession trembled for the umpteenth time. He held out his hands as if hoping to catch it, but in reality it could probably crush him. The skinny stranger moved as if he hadn't quite grown into his limbs, waltzing about in a tweed jacket, navy trousers and a
Lesser Sires - 9'Tonight, we remember those who gave their blood to defend this blessed country.'Lesser Sires - 9 by ~ambassador-brouwer
Goblets were raised slowly. The golden hall was once again lit with a beautiful glow, reflecting off of the faces of every man that had fought to safeguard Helms Deep.
'Hail the victorious dead.'
'Hail,' every man cried. Aragorn raised the cup to his lips, lifting a silent prayer for the blessing of the Elf Haldir.
Laughter and music echoed throughout the throne room and men and women drank to their victory and the death of Saruman. A small number of musicians let their fiddles spill out lively melodies for those who were inclined to dance, some even on the
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Leave A MessageSherlock was galloping through his deductions when Lestrade’s phone rang.Leave A Message by *SCFrankles
“Hold on,” said Lestrade, and then paused. “That’s odd.”
He showed the display to John.
“Number withheld: please pass phone to Sherlock Holmes,” John read out.
“Don’t answer it!" shouted Sherlock.
John stared at him. “Is this something to do with Mycroft?”
Sherlock turned abruptly and strode away.
At the lab they bumped into Molly. Almost immediately her mobile rang.
“Um..?” she said gazing at the screen.
“Message for Sherlock Holmes?” asked John.
“Turn your p
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