LadyTale

Lords of the Underword

"Hope not." Morana frowned. "That would be nasty." She shifted slightly; anyone watching would think she was just finding a more comfortable position, but she was actually checking to make sure all her weapons were still in place.
If anyone tried, I would kill them. Death said. His voice didn't sound any different to Morana, but then again, it never seemed to change. Perhaps, if they angered me enough, I would enlist Pain's help. He was not especially close to any of the other demons, but he endeavored to have a professional relationship with all of them.

"The Time Vortex! It's Opening!"

"Must be. I don't have anything like that in my TARDIS." The Doctor moved around the console in search of said lever, putting on his glasses as he looked. When he found it, he peered at it quizzically. "That's odd."
Donna rolled her eyes, ignoring the Doctors and moving over to Clara. "Hello, I'm Donna, I travel with the skinny streak of nothing over there. Who're you?"

There's no Safety in this Unknown World (Crossover RP)

Looking over the other people in the shuttle, Natasha quickly catalogued them and any apparent abilities in her mind. Don't tell me I'm the only non-powered person in here. She thought, a touch exasperated. As usual, however, she looked to be perfectly content. Her cover, Raquel, was a fairly calm and capable kind of person.

Lords of the Underword

Morana stepped back, moving to a place where she could keep an eye on everyone. She was silent in thought for a while. "That makes sense." She decided. Hello, Death.
Greetings. Death replied.
"It also explains why the voice in my head sounds like tomb doors closing." Morana continued speaking to the room at large. "We always did get along well."

"The Time Vortex! It's Opening!"

The Doctor started pacing, thinking out loud to Donna, who didn't understand a word of it. "Okay." She said at last, interrupting his techobabble. "Now explain it in bloody English, why don't you?!"

There's no Safety in this Unknown World (Crossover RP)

Being the trained spy that she was, Natasha could tell that the bald man near her had a gun. Her cover, however, would not know, so she didn't show any indication that she had noticed.

Children of the North

"Bryn said you guys were in trouble, and the last place I knew Alda was going was the pizza place." Ronin took down another monster with two deft blows and a stab. "Just got lucky, I guess. Oh, and Brant?" She nodded towards Einar. "I think the kid can take care of himself." That said, she hit another monster over the head and returned to the buddy system idea. "Maybe we should only go out in trios. D'you think that would work better?"

Children of the North

Just after Einar ripped the jaws from a monster, the sound of a motorcycle at high speed could be heard, followed soon by Ronin roaring into the alley and coming to a screeching halt. She dismounted, leaving the motorcycle leaning against a wall, and threw all seven of her knives into seven different monsters in quick succession. Pulling her staff out of its carrier, she entered the melee rather spectacularly, by leaping onto a trash bin and over Alda's head, doing a midair flip, and driving one of the blades on her staff into a monster's skull.
"I think we should have a buddy system when people leave Staðr Húsgørð." She informed Alda casually. "Maybe it would cut down on the amount of people who die trying to be a hero." She turned and slashed at a monster behind her, driving it away for a moment.

Lords of the Underword

Morana followed Griffin and, when he stopped walking, pulled a gun out of her bag and pressed it gently to his back. "How did you get my personal email?" Her voice was silky smooth and dangerous. "That's a serious breach of security for someone in my line of work." She put the gun back in her bag, confident that he knew she meant business.

There's no Safety in this Unknown World (Crossover RP)

The shuttle train had arrived. Natasha boarded the 11th shuttle and sat down near the back. She preferred to be able to keep an eye on as many people as possible. Opening a pocket on her suitcase, she withdrew the small file Fury had given her, containing her disguise. Raquel Nolan. What were you thinking, Fury?