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Oct. 18th, 2007 07:22 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Comment with a topic of five things that never happened with your muse and Sarah Jane, and I will write it out.
Please do give my mun time to write it, please. She is still not feeling a hundred percent and has a lot of school work to catch up with as well. But she will, certainly.
Please do give my mun time to write it, please. She is still not feeling a hundred percent and has a lot of school work to catch up with as well. But she will, certainly.
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Date: 2007-10-18 11:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-10-20 03:02 am (UTC)But it was still a good first trip.
2: On the second trip, Clyde and Maria joined them. The Doctor was eager to share a Venusian ballet with all of Sarah's self-appointed charges. Clyde and Maria watched with wide-eyed enthusiasm, constantly pushing their way through the crowd. Unable to take Luke's politeness anymore, the Doctor pushed him forward to join his friends.
It was on that trip that Sarah Jane decided that, perhaps, the Doctor wouldn't make for a bad influence in the end.
3: This time it was the result of a school assignment: researching the London Blitz. The Doctor was more than eager to have Luke witness the event first hand, no matter what the danger. All the warning either got was that they would have to be careful, she had been to this time before. As a rather familiar blonde girl crossed the street towards an alley way with a jovial man in a leather jacket who could not stop grinning, Sarah beamed. They hadn't seen her, but the sight certainly resulted in some interesting stories later that night in the pub.
4: After that trip to World War II England, Luke had taken in a sudden interest in aviation, especially aviation history. Of course, the Doctor had to encourage Luke's interest in flight. This meant another trip in the TARDIS, as soon as Luke's paper was done. They were an odd group, especially by Victorian America standards. But as the Wright brothers took flight for the first time, Sarah couldn't help but think that this was one of their more spectacular trips.
Amazing to think what that single event would mean for humanity. Even more so to think just how much of it she had seen.
5: Field trips in the TARDIS had become rather routine by this poitn. The Doctor seemed to elate in having two sometimes-companions she could introduce to new ones along the way. So, one Saturday morning in May turned in to a surprise picnic on Cusion with Mr Bimble. As Sarah later discovered, Luke and the Doctor had been planning this for weeks. With her preoccupation towards saving the planet, Sarah Jane had forgotten her own birthday. Perhaps the highlight of the day was the lopsided cake the duo had made in the TARDIS hours prior.
No danger, no excitement; only fun and relaxation tonight.
It was the best trip ever.
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Date: 2007-10-20 06:05 pm (UTC)All around fun and silliness and goodness! :D :D :D
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Date: 2007-10-20 06:08 pm (UTC)But yay! Glad you enjoyed! :D!
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Date: 2007-10-20 06:23 pm (UTC)I never doubted I would!
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Date: 2007-10-20 06:26 pm (UTC)This is me and I am weird and tired and all sorts of out of it.
Who is Fozzie?
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Date: 2007-10-20 06:30 pm (UTC)Mr. Bimble was originally a little man who lived in Fozzie's character's finger. And it was stated he'd been to the moon. Twice. Clearly, he had to get to the moon somehow. :D
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Date: 2007-10-20 06:32 pm (UTC)Sadly, I ahve never seen Muppet Treasure Island. D:
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Date: 2007-10-20 06:47 pm (UTC)Someday!
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Date: 2007-10-19 01:07 am (UTC)* Not the one who looks like
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Date: 2007-10-20 03:45 am (UTC)Sarah laughed when she saw the look of surprise on James' face as she stepped outside the rocket. He was mildly battered, clearly having been in a fight with Drax. She put a careful hand on his cheek. He gripped her waist tightly and Sarah was certain she wouldn't get him to let go of her any time soon.
"Next time," she promised. "You can be my knight in shining armour next time. But every once in a while, I do prefer to save myself."
In response, he only kissed her soundly, blood mixing with saliva and neither caring a bit.
2: He hadn't wanted her to tag along, but Sarah had insisted. Valerie had been left with a friend rather than their typical nanny, someone who would understand if neither came home exactly when promised. It was a typical safety catch they tended to use whenever his wife insisted in aiding him with his job.
He had never liked it one bit.
But as the silent struggle was shattered by the echo of a gun shot ringing in the hall, immediately, James felt grateful. The bullet impacted with the henchman's leg, sending him sprawling to the ground. Blofeld's man screamed in agony, especially after receiving a rough kick to the wound, followed by a throwing punch that delivered unconsciousness.
They had just enough time now to stop the arms trade. He flashed her a cocky grin as she ran over, gun in hand and hair flying. She looked beautiful. Weary, but beautiful. It wasn't for the first time that he realised that he had married the right girl. He was certain that it wouldn't be the last.
3: She didn't know why she had been worried that married life would be utterly dull. Less than two months after Valerie's birth, and Sarah Jane was already chasing after her first real scoop in his world. It wasn't aliens or crazed monks, but it was a rather juicy scoop on a rogue think tank -- similar, but not entirely, to those she had encountered before.
So Sarah had left a note: Out chasing a story, be back shortly, darlings. Unfortunately, it was a note left three days ago and so far, rescue seemed no where to be found. She had tried everything: reasoning, manipulating, even brute force. But these people were wily -- after her third escape attempt, they had taken to drugging her instead. Being Sarah Jane Smith-Bond meant that she had become a valuable captive to influence one of MI-6's best agent. No matter what, she simply couldn't escape on her.
An explosion down the hall woke her from her semi-conscious state. It was a familiar enough sort of racket, one that she had only seen in movies and never experienced first hand. It wasn't quiet like one of the Doctor's rescues would have been. But the kiss she received was far more worth it in the end.
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Date: 2007-10-20 03:49 am (UTC)*hi-fives*
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Date: 2007-10-20 04:03 am (UTC)They really aren't.
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Date: 2007-10-20 02:05 pm (UTC)I miss that life, sometimes. But I have a feeling being married to James will be just as exciting.
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Date: 2007-10-20 06:27 pm (UTC)...Hello! Jelly baby?
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Date: 2007-10-20 08:20 pm (UTC)Aww, look at the little robot- Ahem....D'you know, I think I've got a mango one in here. I don't remember having mango jelly babies before.
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Date: 2007-10-20 03:46 am (UTC)This was action packed, full of games of various sorts and playful fights turned to not so playful rough housing. This was more action packed than anything she ever wanted to deal with again. A five year old's birthday party, it was decided later as Valerie slept piled up against her gifts in the reception room, was more trouble than it could possibly be worth.
And yet, a year later, the couple found themselves dealing with the same difficult mission all over again.
5: Run, run, run. She ran so hard that she didn't know if her heart could take it. Every breath hurt her lungs and every beat of her heart felt like a struggle. But she had to run, had to keep going. James was in trouble. James was dying. It had been a holiday, one of their first since their daughter was born.
And it had gone horribly wrong.
Faster, faster, faster. She couldn't slow down, not for a moment. If she slowed down, Sarah Jane might become a widow. If she slowed down, her daughter (safe in London with the nanny) might never grow to know her father. He had to be just around the corner. Had to be. Right where she had left him, slump against a barstool by the pool. A small crowd had begun to form: around her husband and around the man responsible for this, the man who had been sent by Auric Goldfinger to kill her husband.
(She shouldn't have been so surprised to discover that James was here partially undercover.)
Run, run, run. The antidote bottle was clutched tight in her hand. She had to make it back.
She had to. There was no other alternative in sight.
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