Comments | sleepismyfriend: The TIME...er, DRABBLE WAR...

sleepismyfriend

The TIME...er, DRABBLE WAR...

Apr 02, 2010 23:16

spydurwebb , forensic_angel , you have chosen to partake in the DRABBLE WAR. Contestants (namely you two, cos the other eleven Doctors and subsequent Masters declined to attend) must enter this particular Death Zone with one thing in their mind...

100 words exactly.

All drabbles must be posted within 24 hours in this post in order to count. May the best Whovian win.

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the death zone really doesn't compare, epic, the drabble war, crazy like a fox

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Pairing: Liz/Brigadier dallirious April 3 2010, 14:05:35 UTC

It was impossible to live with women and just as impossible to live without them. He reminded himself of that fact as she stormed off.

She’s angry, Alistair, and her wrath shall be worse if she catches you...

Who was he kidding? His eyes travelled down the length of her back, admiring the curve of her backside beneath her short skirt and then falling to her perfectly slender legs. Those creamy legs encased in knee-high leather boots.

“Blasted woman!” The Brigadier cursed as he stood to follow her, mind on one thing.

He was going to have to apologise.

Again.

Characters: Sarah, Liz, after "Enemy of the Bane" spydurwebb April 3 2010, 14:16:42 UTC

The doorbell rang. Sarah cringed as she saw who was on the other side of the door. ‘Hi Liz.’ As Liz stormed through the door, Sarah recognised the “Wrath of Liz” and instantly dreaded it.

‘Sarah Jane, we're friends, but how DARE you only contact Alistair when aliens are involved?’

‘It’s not like that Liz, honestly. I didn’t know who else to call. Mrs. Woodwood and Sontarans. What else could I have done? I didn’t know anyone else that could get me into the Black Archive. I’m sorry, Liz.’

She was met only by The Eyebrow of Disdain. Sarah sighed.

Character: Romana dallirious April 3 2010, 14:45:53 UTC

“Lady President, you must come with us...”

One of her guard motioned towards the passage way and she shook her head, taking a step back. “I will not abandon my people at this time,” She growled at those who remained loyal to her.

“Romana,” One of them grabbed her arm roughly. “You are our last hope, milady. Rassilon has returned to power and will surely bring death to end your reign. You must come with us for the sake of your people.”

Her breath caught in her throat as she realised it was true. There was nothing she could do.

Characters: Sarah, Harry spydurwebb April 3 2010, 14:57:04 UTC

‘Sarah, old girl,’ Harry said as he looked across the table, ‘here we sit again.’

‘I’m glad we still manage our annual dinners.’ She sighed. ‘I wasn’t sure, given the lifestyles we have, whether we’d be able to keep this up.’ She glared back over at him. ‘And how many times have I told you to not call me “old girl”.

‘Old habits die hard.’

‘Apparently.’

‘So, tell me what’s happened in the world of Sarah Jane since we last spoke.’

‘Met the Doctor again, adopted a teenage boy grown by aliens. Just the normal.’

‘Well, in your life, yes.’

Pairing: Liz/Brigadier dallirious April 3 2010, 15:19:20 UTC

He pushed her up against the wall as he savoured the sweet taste of her lips. Everything else died away as his fingers skimmed up her thigh, beneath the fabric of her dress. Their movements were frenzied, both well aware that they could be caught at any moment. There was only one minor problem.

“Liz,” He breathed as they parted, his hands gripping her hips. “You need to stop thinking.”

“Honestly, Alistair, it’s not like flipping a switch...” Her words were cut short as his fingers moved higher, following the seam of her underwear. “No thinking. Got it.” She whispered.