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Megan Samuels, Guardian of the Doctor.

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The Last Guardian

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Come And Run Through Time And Space // OPEN

tenthdoctorsword:

guardian-of-a-timelord:

"Oh brilliant. Very clever Meg. The Switzerland of the universe. A blind spot in everyone’s eye." said the Doctor, frowning lightly and turned his head to her. "Now what would happen if it would suddenly turn on someone? A surprise attack no-one expects. Devious."

The Doctor headed straight for the city and as they got close, he nodded at her words, raising his index finger to his lips to shush her. Something was incredibly weird about situation. 

"Too quiet. Yes. This feels like the silence of the oppressed. Someone is watching." he said not louder than a whisper and moved his finger a tiny bit away from his lips, pointing subtly up to the street lights and more specific the cameras next to it. 

He gestured for Meg to come along and continued walking down the main street towards the Parliament. There were a few people on the streets, looking straight forwards with eyes haunted with something. 

It was fear. 

The whole place smelled like fear. 

"Don’t call me Meg," she grumbled, half drawing her sword from its scabbard. Megan and the Doctor looked distinctly out of place, the only two people who weren’t glancing over their shoulders every few steps, making sure they weren’t being followed. 

"Something has these people beyond spooked. How bad could these impostors be? Not to mention, who would want to attack universal Switzerland?" 

"Ho there!" The loud call was accompanied by panicked shouts from the citizens, who rapidly ducked for cover as four soldiers surrounded Megan and the Doctor.

"Hello," Megan said in an official tone, channeling the Guardian Squad Leader. "On what grounds have we been stopped?" The soldier that addressed them fumbled for a moment for words, caught off guard by the tone Megan had used with him. 

"You are not citizens of Ruzdran. All aliens must be stopped and questioned thoroughly before they are allowed passage."

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The Thief in the Amusement Park || Storm, Megan and Tristan

sliverofice-inhisheart:

guardian-of-a-timelord

"Nothing that’s not meant to please you." he replied, deciding to leave most of it to her imagination. "Although, it’s clear you’ve probably never seen most of the things here." he pursed his lips and extended his arms, walking towards her. "Anything else you’re curious about? Anything you’d like to try?" he asked softly, a hint of gentleness in his eyes as he moved away a wet lock from her face.

"I need you to see that this is who I am, this is what I like, what I enjoy, but it doesn’t mean that you have to like it, too. Before you came along, I hadn’t made love to anyone in a very long time. But that doesn’t mean that making love’s the only thing I like in bed now. I’ve had… so many dreams about you, Megan, so many thoughts. If you could look inside my mind, you’d probably run away. You’re so submissive, so tender, so sweet. My sweet Megan…" he murmured softly, leaning his forehead against hers, his lips brushing hers with every spoken word. "Do you have any idea what you did to me today? How badly I wanted to punish you right there and then? To hear you scream my name?" 

"I’m only curious about what you plan on doing to or with me tonight," she murmured. "I did?" Megan still couldn’t believe she had such an effect on him. "Um… No, I still don’t I’m afraid. I just did what you told me, how to get you to want me and- oh." She realised just what she had done. "I made you want me in the park, didn’t I." She bit her lip, her heart beating faster in her chest. "I’m in trouble, right?"

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The Thief in the Amusement Park || Storm, Megan and Tristan

sliverofice-inhisheart:

guardian-of-a-timelord:

"Oh, the piano? I’m still trying to figure out where to put it. Didn’t look alright in my study." he joked, walking past her before he absent mindedly started fiddling with the end of a newly bought rope.

"This room, though, has always been here." he explained, smiling slightly, a hint of sadness in his voice. "Are you afraid of me? Of what I’ll do to you if you let me close that door?" he asked, looking away and fixing his eyes on the wooden door.

"I didn’t know you could play," she said softly, ghosting a finger over the keys. "I don’t have a lick of musical talent." She turned her gaze to Storm, watching him fiddle with the rope. "I’m not scared," she said softly, yet unwavering. "Although I was wondering what you needed rope and ice for." 

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The Thief in the Amusement Park || Storm, Megan and Tristan

sliverofice-inhisheart:

guardian-of-a-timelord:

"I know…" he murmured, allowing his arms to rest around her. "It almost makes me…" he yawned softly, exaggerating. "…sleepy." he smiled softly at her before pulling away.

"I don’t like our bed that much anymore." he added, lying, walking away and turning in the opposite direction of where his room, or more like their room, was. "I’ll be in this other room if you need anything." he said, smirking at her as he leaned against the door to the room that he had never dared to show her. "Unless you wish to join me."

"What room is that?" she asked curiously as she approached him. Instantly, she remembered everything he had said about teaching her a lesson once Tristan was asleep. And Tristan was now asleep. Curiosity getting the better of her, she gently pushed past him and entered the room. "Um Storm?" she asked as she took in the large, opulent room that was dominated by a giant bed, and housed a variety of sex toys. "When did this get here?"

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The Thief in the Amusement Park || Storm, Megan and Tristan

sliverofice-inhisheart:

guardian-of-a-timelord:

Storm leaned against the door frame, smiling fondly at his family, warmth filling his hearts at the peace and the light oozing from them, enough to brighten his every day. Doubting for a moment if it would be correct, he joined Megan, wrapping an arm around her shoulders before leaving a kiss on the side of her head.

"Sleep well, my son…" he whispered softly in ancient gallifreyan, looking down at the sleeping child with adoration.

Megan smiled as well, the two of them watching the sleeping child. “Come on,” she whispered, leading Storm out of the room and shutting off the lights. Tristan’s night light came on, projecting constellations onto the ceiling. 

Once they had left his room, she wrapped her arms around Storm’s waist and rested her head on his chest. “Peace and quiet,” she murmured softly. 

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The Thief in the Amusement Park || Storm, Megan and Tristan

sliverofice-inhisheart:

guardian-of-a-timelord:

Storm tried, unsuccessfully, to blow his dark locks off his face, but they were sticking ridiculously to his forehead, so he shook his head like a dog, water droplets flying everywhere.

"Oh we loved it! And he wasn’t scared, not for one second." Storm replied, smiling happily. "He’s brave like his mama." he added before kissing the top of Tristan’s wet little head.

Tristan climbed back into the stroller with a flop and closed his eyes. Evidently he had had enough excitement for one day. Megan smiled fondly at him and toweled him dry as best she could without waking him. “I think Tristan’s calling it a day. Back to the TARDIS then, it’s time for bed. He’s probably gonna wake up in a few hours wanting food.” 

She pushed the stroller through the park back to the TARDIS and shut the doors behind them. Once inside, she took Tristan to his room and took off his wet bathing suit, putting dry clothes on in its place. She toweled his hair dry and tucked him into his bed with side rails. “Sleep well big kid,” she whispered, leaving a kiss on his forehead.

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thewanderinggod:

                         ❝   They leave. Because they should.                                   Or they find someone else.                      And some of them, some of them forget me.                ⋆⋆⋆—I suppose in the end, they break my H E A R T     ❞
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                         ❝   They leave. Because they should.
                                   Or they find someone else.
                      And some of them, some of them forget me.
                ⋆⋆⋆—I suppose in the end, they break my H E A R T     

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  #GO FOLLOW THIS AWESOME DOCTOR EVERYONE  

The Thief in the Amusement Park || Storm, Megan and Tristan

sliverofice-inhisheart:

guardian-of-a-timelord:

Storm fully understood what her words implied. And he would never, not in a million years wish for neither of them to have to witness that side of him. So of course, he would only torture the man that had hurt her when it was safe to say that Megan and Tristan weren’t anywhere near his TARDIS.

Holding on tightly to his son, he got on the blue slide, taking his little hand as well just in case he was afraid. “It’s alright, big kid. Papa won’t let you fall.” he reminded him before they began descending down the water slide, their speed increasing sooner than expected.

Tristan cried out in delight as they picked up speed, racing through the blue plastic tube. Megan’s green slide was right next to theirs, twisting and turning in a different pattern. She too cheered and hollered as she sped down into the pool at the bottom. 

When she clambered out of the pool, she was soaked, and there was a little red patch on her back where her skin had chafed on the slide. She helped Tristan out of the water and pushed his hair out of his eyes. “How was it?” she asked with a big smile.

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The Thief in the Amusement Park || Storm, Megan and Tristan

sliverofice-inhisheart:

guardian-of-a-timelord:

"You know me well." he replied, a wide smile curving his lips before he pressed a kiss on the top of her head happily. He wasn’t used to her allowing him to do the things she considered wrong, but he found great relief in knowing that even though he could not save her from her past, he could avenge it by destroying the Valeyard completely.

"All I ask is you wait until Tristan and I are back with the Doctor. He’s smart enough to figure it out, and he’s a bit young to see how you deal with your enemies. I can’t force you to be something you’re not." They approached the slide, Megan pushing Storm and Tristan in the direction of the blue one while she got on line for the green one. "See you at the bottom!" she called out as she climbed into the tube.

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The Thief in the Amusement Park || Storm, Megan and Tristan

sliverofice-inhisheart:

guardian-of-a-timelord:

"I think it’s fair to say that I’ve lost the right to go on rides with this brave little guardian for a very long time. Not after what happened at the mean spaceship.” he reminded her, holding Tristan close nevertheless, mostly out of fear of losing him in the crowded messy line.

"Remind me to add spaceship rides and water slides in a new room inside the TARDIS next time around."

"It wasn’t your fault," she said immediately. "Neither of us saw it coming. No one expects a Cyberman ship to be in the middle of a theme park, much less controlled by a psycho time traveller." As the line moved up, she grasped his forearm with her free hand to enforce her point. "It wasn’t your fault. And if I know you, the Valeyard will get his just desserts."

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The Thief in the Amusement Park || Storm, Megan and Tristan

sliverofice-inhisheart:

guardian-of-a-timelord:

"Anywhere he wants to go…"  Storm replied, stopping the stroller only to kidnap Tristan for a few moments, taking him in his arms. "He’s the boss." he added, bopping him on the nose with a wide grin.

"What do you say Tristan? Do you want to go on that water slide mama’s talking about?" he asked, bouncing the baby in his arms slightly as he walked by Megan.

Yea! He said in enthusiastic, telepathic Gallifreyan. Megan laughed as she pushed the stroller down the walkway towards the slide. When they got there, the line was long, but moving quickly. “The blue one is the kiddie one, go on the green one next to it and we’ll meet you at the bottom. Or do you want to go on this one with him?” she asked as they got on line.

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"I bought ice cream!"

"Yay!" Megan grabbed the bags of groceries from him. "What flavour? Oh I hope you got strawberry, that’s my favourite!"

  #doctor who rp    #dw rp    #allonsxy  

Come And Run Through Time And Space // OPEN

tenthdoctorsword:

guardian-of-a-timelord:

"Oh yes. It is quite like the Earth. Only the sun is giving away different radiation. It’s a dwarf star and this planet is just in the right orbit it has about the same energy induction as Earth does with it’s own sun." he commented and sniffed shortly, smiling at the distinctive scent of wood, forest and Earth. There was no gasoline nor decomposition stench. He was really fond of that little planet. 

Turning back he frowned a bit at Meg and answered: 
"How on Gallifrey do you know that? Did you see the message earlier?.. aah nevermind. It’s not only the muffins no, but if we don’t get some I will be fairly disappointed… it’s this… Someone send that to me earlier." he answered and reached into his pocket, pulling out the psychic paper, flapping it open and reaching his arm to her to show her. 

 ”Ruzdran. Parliement Building. They are not what they pretend to be. Help. Please help” 

Letting out a sigh, the Time Lord looked back at the city. 
"So no. Not all fun for today, but I hope we will still get some time here without chasing around political impostors… Now.. come on. Let’s see who send that message and what it is all about. Allons-y!" 

"I know because you and trouble are about as inseparable as moths and bright lights," she said with a smile as they started walking towards the city and read the message. "Political impostors then. I’m curious, Ruzdran doesn’t have very many enemies, and it’s strong. Kind of like Switzerland. So who could possibly have something to gain from impersonating members of Ruzdranian parliament?"

She handed the psychic paper back to him as they approached the rural outskirts of the city. “It’s quiet,” she commented softly. “Almost too quiet.” The Guardian put a hand on the hilt of her sword, ready to draw at a moment’s notice. 

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